Humps - Slate 'On Why The Song Is So Awful"

[DudeAsInCool]

"Taste has no system and no proofs"—this much we know. But some 40 years after the critic Susan Sontag made this and other observations on the good, the bad, and the in-between, the times have a-changed: Irony and camp have recast taste as an ethical shell game and we feel no guilt celebrating things that are, in the parlance of VH1, Awesomely Bad. But are there still songs that qualify as "bad"? Consider the Los Angeles hip-hop quartet the Black Eyed Peas. Their current single, "My Humps," is one of the most popular hit singles in history. It is also proof that a song can be so bad as to veer toward evil.

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[Potato]

The Peas achieved all this without releasing a single. Instead, file sharers and intrepid radio programmers were the ones who more or less discovered the song and pushed it toward hit status, eventually forcing the label to respond with a proper single release.

That's the interesting part.

[method77]

Interesting article.

What really is "bad"?

[DudeAsInCool]

To begin with, the music - it's annoying. And check out these lyrics - what a bunch of crap...

My Humps

by Black Eyed Peas

Album : Monkey Business (2005)

What you gon' do with all that junk?

All that junk inside your trunk?

I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,

My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these scrubbers crazy,

I do it on the daily,

They treat me really nicely,

They buy me all these ice-ys.

Dolce & Gabbana,

Fendi and then Donna

Karan, they be sharin'

All their money got me wearin'

Fly gearrr but I ain't askin,

They say they love my ass 'n,

Se7en Jeans, True Religion,

I say no, but they keep givin'

So I keep on takin'

And no I ain't fakin'

We can keep on datin'

I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love

You love my lady lumps,

My hump, my hump, my hump,

My humps they got u,

She's got me spending.

(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.

She's got me spendin'.

(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk?

All that junk inside that trunk?

I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

What u gon' do with all that ass?

All that ass inside them jeans?

I'm a make, make, make, make you scream

Make u scream, make you scream.

Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.

She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.

I could be your baby, you can be my honey

Lets spend time not money.

I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,

Milky, milky cocoa,

Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I'm really sexy,

The boys they wanna sex me.

They always standing next to me,

Always dancing next to me,

Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.

Lookin' at my lump, lump.

U can look but you can't touch it,

If u touch it I'ma start some drama,

You don't want no drama,

No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama

So don't pull on my hand boy,

You ain't my man, boy,

I'm just tryn'a dance boy,

And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.

My lovely lady lumps x3

In the back and in the front.

My lovin' got u,

She's got me spendin'.

(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.

She's got me spendin'.

(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon' do with all that junk?

All that junk inside that trunk?

I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

What you gon' do with all that ass?

All that ass inside them jeans?

I'ma make, make, make, make you scream

Make you scream, make you scream.

What you gon do with all that junk?

All that junk inside that trunk?

I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,

Get you love drunk off this hump.

What you gon' do wit all that breast?

All that breast inside that shirt?

I'ma make, make, make, make you work

Make you work, work, make you work.

She's got me spendin'.

Spendin all your money on me and spendin' time on me

She's got me spendin'.

Spendin' all your money on me, on me, on me

[method77]

I leave my TV on lots of times while listening to MTV without watching. I tell you, there are a lot more hits worse that this.

Also keep in mind that many people -including myself- don't care about lyrics

[DudeAsInCool]

Also keep in mind that many people -including myself- don't care about lyrics

I'm the same way - I dont pay attention to most lyrics. But when I read something as offensive and dumb as that being passed off as great pop material, then I worry about the state of the genre and the people listening to it :(

[method77]

I worry about the state of the genre and the people listening to it

my thoughts exactly since day 1

[Excrement_Cranium]

2 ways to love that song:

1) Be a basshead - have big ass speakers in your car, and listen to them boom.

2) Be a basehead - Smoke crack.