Wednesday, August 4, 2010

"i'm the king of the beat in the great northwest"


It's always a weird experience when you realize that the hook of a song you’re used to is lifted wholesale from an earlier song you’d never heard - not that that necessarily makes the newer song worse or anything. In this case, the pussycat dolls’ lusher production and cee-lo backing vocals lose out to mix-a-lot’s sparse beats, bleepy synths, and the invention of the excellent word ‘swass’. In addition, though i’m willing to listen to pretty much any trash, fuck the pussycat dolls. 

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