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Thursday, June 11, 2009

Shit Talk Worst Song Ever (This Week)

Posted by Dean Fawkes on Thu, Jun 11, 2009 at 2:47 PM

It might be over a couple of months old and more than an easy target, but lo! The song refuses to fade away, still blobbing away and hurting everyone it touches, like the genocidal alien yogurt in 'The Stuff'.

(Something must be in the air, David.)

First, there was "Milkshake" by Kelis. Which gave us "My Humps" by Black Eyed Peas.

Then there was Arular by M.I.A. Which gave us "London Bridge" by Fergie.

Now, after last year's 808s & Heartbreak by Kanye West, Black Eyed Peas have gone into the studio again, considered their options, and raped the bandwagon.

Can you rape a bandwagon? They can.

Auto-Tune. Yes. '80s movie nod. Yes. "We got the beat that pound / We got the beat that 808". Yes.

Fashion?

Once one of the best hip-hop groups around, Black Eyed Peas have become everyone's little brother or sister, listening to your music, trying on your clothes, and crossing their fingers that everyone will mistake them for you.

Someday, we'll be able to punch music.

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This song is shit, but it shows how unbelievably smart (?) Will.i.am is. He went from a broke-ass 90s throwback to a gazillionaire, singing about America and reappropriating every important Miami Freestyle song without anyone noticing. His reach from his L.A. gold plated ivory tower to the bottom of the lowest common denominator gene pool is amazing.

Also, anyone who thinks the Black Eyed Peas were ever really that good needs to seriously reevaluate their first two albums. It's a lazy collection of 'keeping-it-real-isms' that only people who don't keep it real can relate to.

Posted by cosby

on June 11, 2009 at 3:11 PM

just reading the words boom boom pow gets that stupid fucking song stuck in my head. i seem to hear it everywhere, including out of the mouth of a kid at target, swinging on the arms of his parents.

it is a true menace to this summer's soundtrack. maybe even worse than that god damn who let the dogs out, which has been stuck in my head for nine long years.

Posted by kerri harrop