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Even worse is how this might just be the archetypal example of trooncore, a paradigm of the faggiest things to ever happen in music.
Not only was it made by an unironic troon that quite literally acked by "accidentally" falling off a building, but the album itself is meant to be a metaphor for having your egg cracked and becoming a troon and then being heckin' accepted by the artist. In fact, the entire genre this album is meant to represent (deconstructed club, hyperpop) was made a reaction to fags being kicked out of the non-homo nightclubs, which makes this album not only sound awful, but also a triple tranny trifecta.
This isn't even trooncore at this point, this is the entire fucking toddler-only drag queen story hour at the pride parade.