You can try, but it’s pretty tough to say you don’t like Michael Franti. You can be the sort of person who somehow, someway, hates hip-hop, punk rock, reggae, folk and dance music all at once and still find yourself unable to dislike the giant, dreadlocked artist. Franti’s career has seen him making music from each of those genres, and probably others, too – and even if you don’t like his albums, go ahead and check out his smiley, carefree, barefooted, uber positive, wild-as-all-hell live show and then try not to at least smile.
Now, there is probably someone reading this thinking, or perhaps saying aloud, “Hey jerkwad. I don’t like Michael Franti or his stupid face or his stupid music.”
