Unfortunately, those haters would be wrong.

Tell me about a party you have been to in the last 10 years where a T-Pain song wasn’t played so I can hear about the most boring party ever. Give me the number to the DJ who won’t play “Blame It” so I can lose that number.

When Jay-Z tried to take a stab at everything T-Pain stood for with “Death of Autotune” I had to chuckle at how much of a grumpy old man Jay sounded. Nobody wants to hear “Death of Autotune” over a song like “Bartender.”

Party records aside, T-Pain has also proven to be as formidable on slow jams. “Can’t Believe It” should be on all playlists you make for someone you love (the version with Justin Timberlake). “I’m N Luv (Wit A Stripper)” will make you believe there is no place too forbidden to find a soulmate. And who can forget the stripped down keyboard duo he performed last year for NPR’s “Tiny Desk Concert” series? That version of “Buy U A Drank” is two minutes and thirty seconds of special.

I can go on, but I don’t think I need to. If you can hear, you get the point. T-Pain has done nothing for the past 10 years but contribute a soundtrack to our good times. That is why I’m happy he’s back with some new material. That is why I pray he has a career as long as Frankie Beverly and Maze so I can go to his shows when I’m an old man and dance in a splendid all white linen outfit. That is why we should all hope, outside of the occasional break, T-Pain continues to make music because as long as a T-Pain song is playing, we are more than likely having a good time.


(Oh, and here's a stream of The Iron Way. Because we all need more T-Pain in our lives.)