Perhaps the most pernicious thing about fake rap is its ability to turn every fake rapper into the Fake Rap Poster Boy. (How do we kill it?!) There has never been a single fake rap that has been so bad as to eclipse all previous and future fake rap (despite what the Super Bowl Shuffle would have you think). They are all equally bad in their own terrible right. Fake rap, like some kind of tone deaf phoenix, rises from the ashes with each new "song," reborn in all of its miserable, borderline-racist glory shame. And, of course, each new Fake Rap Poster Boy looks almost uncannily like YOUR BOYFRIEND. Spooky.
Take for example this local radio DJ's fake rapping about getting a speeding ticket, set to "Jiggy With It."
One aspect of fake rap that we haven't addressed yet is just how fucking depressing it is. We can make our fancy Pitchfork arguments about how it treats a mature musical genre as a childish joke, which has a weird undercurrent of post-colonial racism to it. We can talk about how even though all musical parody is pretty terrible, fake rap is particularly terrible because it has a tendency to make a mockery of black culture at large in a way that, say, a folk song with joke lyrics doesn't. That's why old white men feel the need to jerkily jab their hands out and wear their pants around their knees, because that's what "they" do, right?
The point is, there's lots of stuff to talk about with fake rap, and we will until it's GONE, but today's lesson is about the historical tendency of fake rap to be the most depressing shit ever. Even this week's Super Broker Shuffle, which we determined was a strange, hilarious anomaly that we could let slide, is still a bunch of mid-western middle-managers rapping about their low prices on bulk food distribution orders, if you see what I am getting at. Those are depressing people doing a depressing thing! Today's video in which a magical microwave genie in a Fat Boys outfit raps about the proper preparation of a Wendy's hamburger, used in the 1980s to train the grill chefs, demonstrates just what kind of a sad, despicable legacy we're up against.
Marvel is under the impression that just any person can play Col. James "Rhodey" Rhodes. They are sadly mistaken.
Well, no. Marvel is under the impression that Don Cheadle can play Col. James "Rhodey" Rhodes. This petition would make a lot more sense if Marvel had fired Terrence Howard and hired "a cast of thousands" to create a Todd Solondz's Palindrome-style performance of Col. James "Rhodey" Rhodes. Also, who wants this? Terrence Howard is the worst. No one wants him back. He clearly made this website himself. Those seminars at the Apple Store are free.
Stephen Colbert breaks down the whole Nas v. FOX News controversy, including the part where Geraldo raps.
Look, I loved Dark Knight, but all I'm saying is that one person has the number one movie in the country and shoves his mom in the face, and another guy has the number one album in the country and stands outside of a hate-mongering television statement waging thoughtful political protest. Just kidding. Can you imagine how weird it would be if Christian Bale took on FOX News?I don't think he realizes what kind of man he would have to become to stop a station like them.
Sign the petition against FOX News's racist programming here.
Last week I talked about my gentle disappointment in the trajectory of FX's sitcom It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I basically said that the first season was hilarious, and that you couldn't help but love the show for its low budget, offbeat comedy, but that ever since they added Danny DeVito and were asked to sit at the head of the FX fall lineup table, things have been going steadily downhill. I was wrong. Look at this fucking poster. That's not downhill, that's downcliff. That poster is your boyfriend. It comes to us via Collider, who also has a bunch of the promos FX will be running to hype up the show's fourth season debut on September 18th, including jokes like "circle of jerks," and "it's normal to feel dirty after," and "it's like an STD for your television." IT'S LIKE AN UGH FOR MY BRAIN.
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