Gather round, friends. I would like to recite a poem. The deep meaning behind these words may resonate with you in unexpected ways, so don’t be surprised if your eyes suddenly start to well up. There are tissues in the back of the room if you need them.
(clears throat, adopts the poise and phrasing of Maya Angelou)
Stupid Pid Pid Pid.
Stupid Pid pi pi Pid.
We’re Dumb di di Dumb di di Dumb.
Get outta my way!
Bang Bang!
Cause it’s all mine!
Tang Tang!
(wipes tear from eye, takes a hearty bow)
No, you’re not reading the work of this year’s poet laureate. This is the centerpiece of CRAXY’s new (appropriately titled) single STUPIDZ. I enjoy a big dumb pop song as much as anyone, but there are limits to what I can take without a killer melody or production to back it up. I dig STUPIDZ‘s 90’s hip-hop synth and unyielding energy, but most of this is a ton of ridiculous bark without the bite to back it up.
It earns extra points for its sheer absurdity.
Hooks
6
Production
8
Longevity
8
Bias
7
RATING
7.25