Last Last.

🎼Last Last_Sugarbowl

I like the vulgarity and pettiness hidden within elegance. I’m talking about moments like in the movie Parasite, when the upper-class couple criticized the panties in the back seat, which they believed belonged to the driver, as vulgar, but then brought up that very topic during sex and got excited. When two completely different things coexist, I become weak. Sugarbowl’s songs are like that.

I tend to like petty emotions, and I like the music of “Petty Boy” Giriboy, but if it’s too overtly petty, I’m less drawn to it. (And honestly, Giriboy is too cute to be truly petty.) On the other hand, Sugarbowl is like a neat gentleman in a suit going to work, who, when faced with love, acts endlessly petty, just like us.

My preference, more than his standard love songs sung elegantly with a sweet baritone, is for “Last Last,” where, despite breaking up, he misses sex with the other person and pestering them with petty words like ‘My feelings that only you know, don’t say no now, this last time is truly the last time.’ And I probably would have pretended to give in and followed along.