Fat Nick's millions of streams on Spotify notwithstanding, the current popularity of trap music has generally been a good thing.
At the very least, artists like Manu Crook$ prove that it isn't entirely a bad thing. While the young Sydneysider is hardly an innovator, his EP works so well because the vocals feel effortless - he isn't straining after an accent. He does lean too heavily on trap slang, which, apart from ensuring this stuff will sound dated in ten years, is everywhere on the radio thanks to Migos; nevertheless, his singing manages to be haunting and sensuous at the same time, even when intoning a chorus like "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe".
