None of you are going to agree with me on any of this but fuck it.
When Whitehouse started gaining cult notoriety in the early 80s, nobody could have guessed that someone would co-opt the ear-piercing Wasp-noises and sickening sub-bass from albums like "Erector" and morph it into something that would actually be sellable to young people, not to mention exceedingly awesome and even funny (although you probably have to be in a metalcore band to get the joke). The musical talent and imagination needed to actually pull something like that off staggers the mind. These kids can do anything, and probably will, just to prove that they can.
Are you kidding me? I really have to explain why this is brilliant? Millionaires just don't give a fuck about anything and they encapsulate the true spirit of punk rock in a way no other group has since 1976, plus they can write a song that sounds like Front Line Assembly holy shit. What more do you want? It's like Lydia Lunch had daughters and raised them on Madonna, vodka cruisers and endless sessions of watching their mum's performance in Richard Kern's "Fingered". A recipe for brilliance, I think so.
Nothing else on the planet sounds quite like Die Antwoord even when they're being "normal", but this is on the outer limits of awesome. Combined with a video that has more "what the fuck did I just see" moments than Pink Floyd's entire album sleeve collection, this song is... well, I don't know what it is, but I won't forget any of it in a hurry. The band actually invented a new word to describe their music genre, and maybe for once, that's actually appropriate and not a gimmick, because nothing in any currently-existing language really cuts it.
Sure, the crunk dancing is pretty silly (you should see the other video they made for this), and Soulja comes off like a bit of a douche. So what. Listen to that fucking beat with your subs up all the way, imagine this in a club through a massive PA system and the appeal of crunk suddenly becomes completely obvious. The reason why rap wasn't like this twenty years ago is because speaker technology couldn't handle it twenty years ago. Played deliberately sparse so you get the full jarring effect, this is what parents are yelling at their kids for in 2010. Your dad will thank you for listening to Slayer instead. If that isn't a recommendation I don't know what is.
When Whitehouse started gaining cult notoriety in the early 80s, nobody could have guessed that someone would co-opt the ear-piercing Wasp-noises and sickening sub-bass from albums like "Erector" and morph it into something that would actually be sellable to young people, not to mention exceedingly awesome and even funny (although you probably have to be in a metalcore band to get the joke). The musical talent and imagination needed to actually pull something like that off staggers the mind. These kids can do anything, and probably will, just to prove that they can.
Are you kidding me? I really have to explain why this is brilliant? Millionaires just don't give a fuck about anything and they encapsulate the true spirit of punk rock in a way no other group has since 1976, plus they can write a song that sounds like Front Line Assembly holy shit. What more do you want? It's like Lydia Lunch had daughters and raised them on Madonna, vodka cruisers and endless sessions of watching their mum's performance in Richard Kern's "Fingered". A recipe for brilliance, I think so.
Nothing else on the planet sounds quite like Die Antwoord even when they're being "normal", but this is on the outer limits of awesome. Combined with a video that has more "what the fuck did I just see" moments than Pink Floyd's entire album sleeve collection, this song is... well, I don't know what it is, but I won't forget any of it in a hurry. The band actually invented a new word to describe their music genre, and maybe for once, that's actually appropriate and not a gimmick, because nothing in any currently-existing language really cuts it.
Sure, the crunk dancing is pretty silly (you should see the other video they made for this), and Soulja comes off like a bit of a douche. So what. Listen to that fucking beat with your subs up all the way, imagine this in a club through a massive PA system and the appeal of crunk suddenly becomes completely obvious. The reason why rap wasn't like this twenty years ago is because speaker technology couldn't handle it twenty years ago. Played deliberately sparse so you get the full jarring effect, this is what parents are yelling at their kids for in 2010. Your dad will thank you for listening to Slayer instead. If that isn't a recommendation I don't know what is.
