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Geto Boys: “Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta”

I recommended my #1 rap song of all time a few days ago, so why don’t we talk about #2?

It wasn’t released by the Geto Boys until 1992 on their first “best of” compilation, Uncut Dope: Geto Boys’ Best, but it appeared on my limited rap radar in 1999 during my first viewing of the Mike Judge comedy, “Office Space.” The song is used brilliantly during the movie – I’m not sure I can describe it any better than this cat, so I’ll just quote him:

Against Geto Boys’ rap declaration “Damn, it Feels Good to be a Gangsta,” (Ron Livingston’s character, Peter) commits acts of small and liberating vandalism in the office, while management and serf alike are struck dumb by his unprecedented behavior. Eventually, his sense of entitlement becomes hubristic; he dares too much and risks a terrible end.

The song features a phat groove (that’s right – with a “ph”), a simple yet effective beat, and some graphic lyrics. The best verse comes at the end when one of the Boys raps from the point of view of the then-President Bush.

Listen to a song clip here.

I have seen the band that will be the death of rock & roll…

…and that band is Stereo Fuse.

Our publicist drops me an email and asks me to find a home for this CD he received by a band called Stereo Fuse. So I hit their MySpace page, and took a look at the bands that they have opened for (and will continue to open for, if there is any sense of right and wrong in the universe): Dishwalla, Creed, Default, Nine Days, Uncle Kracker, Evanescence, Sister Hazel and Lifehouse. That’s pretty much the Lollapalooza show that’s waiting for me in hell, right there.

And yet, somehow, Stereo Fuse are even worse. There is not an original thought, note, vocal, arrangement, anything about this band. Even their name sucks ass, and they all look ridiculous, with one guy with a soul patch, the other with the backwards baseball cap and the moustache-less beard, and the long-haired hippie. Of course, their MySpace page is crawling with hot chicks. Hot chicks with bad, bad taste.

The music industry can blame downloading all they want for what’s causing the sharp drop in sales, but the truth is, it’s bands like this that are killing them, because they make people not care about music anymore. Someone, please, clone Seymour Stein and Chris Blackwell, until there are enough copies of both of them to run every label. Otherwise, prepare for some label troglodyte to tell an up and coming band, “Well, if you really want to be stars, you’d try to sound more like Stereo Fuse.” Heaven help us.

American Idol: The Guys

Last night the male contestants on “American Idol” got to strut their stuff in front of the judges and America, and while it was a mixed bag of styles, there sure wasn’t a lot of variation from the mediocre or good at best. In my eyes there was only one truly great performance, one worthy of measuring up to the ladies anyway. Here are the Marley choices for good, bad and in-between:

THE GOOD

I’ve been pimping this Chris Daughtry guy for a while, and he is hands-down the best guy vocalist in the competition. He sang Bon Jovi’s “Dead or Alive” flawlessly and even Simon said he’s got the potential to go really far.

Elliott, who sang an old Stevie Wonder tune, also performed really well. Simon said he had possibly the best male vocal the competition has ever seen….I disagree, but Cowell has a little more influence than me over America. I do have to say though, if Elliott doesn’t make it as a singer, he can easily have a second career as an Abe Lincoln impersonator….just grow a beard and put a hat on, and he’s a dead ringer.

Ace, the dude who looks like Scott Stapp, sang George Michael’s “Father Figure” and did a really good job, but not quite to the same level as Elliott or Chris. This guy is the Constantine of this season…..meaning, he knows how to work the cameras and the ladies…..but Ace does have a much better voice.

THE IN-BETWEEN

The show started off last night with Patrick, aka “Raisin Boy”….yeah, he’s the dude who looks like the dude on Seinfeld who stole the box of raisins….that, and he has a neck like a giraffe. But I digress…he sang Melissa Etheridge’s “Come to My Window”…..not bad, but an odd song choice for a guy. Simon even said it wasn’t the right song choice, and Paula gushed over him like she does over almost everyone. Actually I just want her to shut the hell up.

Bucky Covington is a real country boy from North Carolina, and he sang Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Simple Man” in a way that sounded more like Creed….not bad, but not great.

Will, who is basically a Fred Savage look-alike, sang The Jackon 5’s “I Want You Back”…I thought he was pretty good but the judges thought he was average. This kid is only like 17 though, and will only get better.

Sway, the bald wonder from San Francisco, sang Earth, Wind & Fire’s “Reasons”…a great song, but not the best choice. He had to sing it mostly in falsetto….and the judges thought it was better than I did. Except of course for Simon, who said Sway looked “pimpy” in his outfit, which he really did.

Lispy boy Kevin sang Brian McKnight’s “One Last Cry” and actually sounded pretty good….but if I was him, I’d avoid any titles with the letter “s.” Paula thought he was adorable, and most of America probably will too, keeping him alive for a few more weeks.

Gedeon, the dude who talks like a preacher, has a decent enough voice and is a charasmatic performer, but other than that he is just average in my eyes. Simon said something about it sounding like the warm-up act for the Chippendales, which started another feud between him and Ryan Seacrest. Come on guys, those wiseass remarks to each other are getting old. Seacrest, you really have no ear for talent, so stop busting on Simon. Or better yet, just go away.

Finally there was Taylor Hicks, the gray haired wonder. This guy has a killer voice, despite his goofiness, but when he sang Elton John’s “Levon” he didn’t exactly perform like usual. I think he can do better and I’m sure he’ll have that chance. What was really amazing though, was that Simon finally endorsed Taylor, saying he’s interesting enough to go really far.

THE BAD

It’s easy this week to figure out who will be eliminated for the guys. First there is David, the crooner who looked really awkward singing Queen’s “Crazy Little Thing Called Love”….even Randy Jackson said “dude, that wasn’t very good” and I agree. Paula was in charge of the dawg pound last night as the girls were nicknamed “Paula’s poodle pound”….um, very very lame.

There was also Bobby Bennett, who sang Barry Manilow’s “Copacabana.” All you have to know is that he looked like a big gay Mexican priest, and a big gay Mexican priest cannot possibly pull the wool over America’s eyes. Adios, Bobby.

We’ll find out tonight just how accurate my predictions are when two guys and two girls from this week’s voting are eliminated.

But first this tidbit……turns out one of the stripper types I’ve been talking about, Becky O’Donohue, posed for men’s mag Maxim a few years ago with her twin sister.

Hey, I just call ’em like I see ’em.

See you tomorrow America.

Kid ain’t gonna rock the porn

Well damn it all. Looks like Kid is gonna legally block sales of his sexcapades in da house with Scott Stapp and some desperate groupies. No word on whether Jebus is gonna block it as well, but if he doesn’t, then that means…Kid Rock will still be seen in shitty porn! Awwwww yeahhhh. It’s good to be the king! You gotta wonder if those two washed between slurps, especially when Stapp points out at one point that the oral sex he’s receiving is his “thrid time today.” Ick.

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