Something about adding extra Ts to an already T-inhabiting word makes it that much dirttttier. Sluttt knows about that. This foul-mouthed underage girl (we think) sounds like a cartoonified version of Peaches on speed. Can't get enough sexxx, can we?
Now that we are all so proudly at peace with the onrushing downfall of western civilization as we know it, what better way to celebrate this supa sexxxy new disintegration of humanity than the announcement of our newest artist, SLUTTT!
Much like the uneasy thrill of tracking our culture's slide into total moral entropy via reading the happily drug-addled, free-lovin' bulletins of random underage Myspace friends, the increasingly mysterious SLUTTT persona drops monstrous dancefloor-slaying beats while spinning jarringly pinpoint tales of cocaine nights and galleria days. Shocking, funny, and sad at once, the songs of SLUTTT are the tales of our teenage clubland.
This promiscuous girl prodigy first caught our attention with her amazing remix of The Teenagers' "Fuck Nicole." When we got to hear the raucous, nihilistic genius of the disco-stomping "When I Want It" demo (also available for listening in the above-linked Myspace acct), we knew we were in love. SLUTTT's most recent (and unfinished) masterpiece, "Stop Copying Me," elevates paranoiac narcissism to a neck-snappingly sublime art form. Welcome to last Tuesday, bitches!
At this point, we still don't know who SLUTTT is, or where SLUTTT lives. Maybe it's better this way, LOL, FBI. All we know is that SLUTTT is real, SLUTTT is universal, and a little bit of SLUTTT lives in all of us.
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