Adele’s album 21 is entirely about an anonymous ex-boyfriend 10 years her senior…
Adele’s album 21 is entirely about an anonymous ex-boyfriend 10 years her senior, which tells me: 1) He gave her good meat; 2) In between the meat he likely did things that make young, naive women fall in love with older and temporarily interested men, such as listening, giving the occasional unexpected compliment, and justifying being single in his 30s as "waiting for the right one" when it was quite possibly more of a "still not interested in boning one for the rest of my life" situation; 3) He tired of doing numbers one and two; 4) He was probably a brotha, as we tend to date big white women at rates far higher than other men (Source: Maury show).
Despite his inspirational deeds the bloke in question didn’t even get a shout-out when Adele won six Grammys. Plus he didn’t get any production credit in the album’s liner notes. This in an era when anyone "connected" can get a production credit. (Even Jay-Z and Beyonce’s then week-old daughter got a production credit on her father’s Glory, though she only contributed the umbilical cord blood used to write the lyrics on papyrus in accordance with Illuminati tradition.)
Worse yet, a lot of Adele’s fans assume the ex is a bad guy. As I searched online for the guy’s identity all I found in music forums and articles were terms like "asshole" and "douche." But unlike the ex-ex boyfriend who inspired her debut album 19 that won two Grammys, the influence of 21 didn’t cheat (or at least didn’t get caught cheating, which is almost as admirable) or ask to be compensated for invigorating her creative process with much-needed pain.
Look, I’m not asking Rihanna to thank Chris Brown for the ghetto love taps that made her more famous than she could ever dream of being, even in a dream during REM sleep brought on by Breezy choking her out. His thank-you came in the form of a much-too-light sentence and subsequent "comeback kid" narrative. But Adele’s ex-boyfriend laid the pipe that produced the Album of the Year, so give the (black) man some credit.