Yeah, go ahead, don’t dance rapturously and carefree to this song. No, go ahead. Try it. It will TOTALLY work out for you, you jerk. Nothing joyful and summery and awesome here. Nope. Not at all.
(btw, because I am the king of not understanding sarcasm when delivered via the Internet: I am being consumately sarcastic here. You won’t be able to not have fun while listening to this. It’s like a rockier version of “Fun Punch” by Bag Raiders, another song that is impossible to not smile during.)
EDIT: spitintheocean, it’s worth mentioning that humanknity and I enjoy basically everything you post. Not trying to be creepy: just sayin.
Before I go much further with this, it’s pretty obvious that if you ever meet me or read my blog that I wouldn’t be interested in “Screamo-Crunk” or whatever the fuck these dumbass are calling it. So if you enjoy it you probably want to stop reading this post ASAP.
There is alot to hate about brokeNCYDE. Lets start with the lyrics. “Get so fucked up, I wanna punch a baby”. Haha. So basically you and your bro want to scream in my face about “drinkin’ a forty up”, than you want to rap about fighting infants, and than you expect me to take you serioiusly or think you’re hard?
I could talk shit about these guys all day, but instead I’ll cut to the chase. brokeNCYDE, you guys are posers. You are from ALBUQUERQUE, NEW MEXICO, that is not in the south, so how do you even understand crunk? You guys rapping would be like if I, Cliff Mattis 20 year old white male, played salsa music with screaming and called it Salsa-Screamo. It wouldn’t be Salsa and it most definitely wouldn’t be Screamo. You don’t know anything about Hip-Hop and you absoulutely don’t know anything about Screamo. The only people that actually enjoy your music are girls that have yet to get their periods. So please stop it guys, your whiteness is showing.
Agreed. This is basically the worst band I’ve ever heard. And, the thing is, a combination of screamo and crunk is something that I want to work SO BADLY. I mean, I know it will never succeed, but it doesn’t mean I can’t want it to come from behind, in a Rudy-esque inspirational tale.
Wait, Genghis Tron actually does this (ok, it’s grindcore and electro, but it’s so damn close and so damn good that I’ll overlook it).
is a game I found on an Internet forum wherein you try to distill a band’s entire output into a single set of representative lyrics. I think this game is hilarious and I have decided to post my favorite (although I can’t claim authorship of it). I encourage you all to reblog this with your own. Or don’t. Whatever. My Tumblarity will plunge no matter what I do.
Anyways, here’s my favorite one: Led Zeppelin.
I want to fuck you baby ooh yeah all night long, no matter what time it is want to fuck you till the mornin come seriously baby i can’t stop wanting to fuck you You got the kina love I want to fuck ooh yeah baby don’t you know how to have fun yet I want to fuck you every hour of the day baby
I’m learning this on guitar right now (or, rather, learned it last night, but it took like eight hours so close enough). Tom Jenkinson’s conception of harmony is absolutely ridiculous. This is some of the most complex tonal harmony I’ve dealt with: almost EVERYTHING in this song is either an 11 or 13 chord. This ranks with the most complex jazz changes I’ve ever seen. Plus, he has MAD bass skills: like, Marcus Miller-virtuoso-level bass skills.
I think that, soon, I will record a cutesy YouTube video of me playing this on acoustic guitar and beatboxing over it, and then I will blow up and become a viral video sensation, like that dude who plays the flute and beatboxes. Hey, he just played the Mario theme!
“I believe that the use of noise to make music will continue and increase until we reach a music produced through the aid of electrical instruments which will make available for musical purposes any and all sounds that can be heard.”—
John Cage, The Future of Music: Credo (1937) from Silence (via musicage)