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Friday, December 3, 2010

South Afreaky

Recently this group Die Antwoord (in Afrikaans, 'the answer') has been blowing up all over the place. I first witnessed the weirdness at Sticky Rice when John started playing this video after dinner:

As I previously expected, based on hints of tongue-in-cheekness in there, these folks are spoofin'. Much in the vein of that guy with the big nose and curly hair from SNL who did the video with T. Pain, it's all apparently a satire of the young white Afrikaaners, those sons-of-apartheid-turned-poseur in the realm of South Africa's Zef style street hip hop style.


And yes, that video plays at Sticky every single night as well.

Okay, I'll admit that for a while they had me going too. I mean, I thought it was entirely possible that they were for real, and for real really weird, with a healthy sense of humor in their videos. It brings warm Xmas cheer to my heart to watch the expressions on the faces of diners and bar rats when they see Yolandi Va$$er, the toe-headed mouse-wonder with her dead white rat coat and long nails carving a pentagram on Diplo's chest. And I'm just tickled with tender amusement of articles like This One from "Music Industry Online," that calls them "courageous" for using such controversial language and subject themes. It would be like if a Japanese music blog hailed this video for being "courageous," in the important sense:


Come to think of it, this might actually be the beacon of anti-censorship we've needed on major cable television network conglomerate shareholder-owned blah blah blah!

Indeed, the American public needs its fair share of blah blah blah, otherwise what the fuck are we doing here anyway? I've got a headache, don't bother me. Ahhh.