Tuesday, August 30, 2011

"Shots"

So tonight I watched LMFAO's mv, "Shots". In the mv, DJs Redfoo and Skyblu basically party as hard as any musical celebrity can possibly be expected to party. They have all the right ingredients for a good party: booze, women, and a subwoofer (and laptop actually). The mv is set in a lackadaisical outdoor pool full of snooty, boring people who do silly things like read a magazine, misfire sunscreen lotion onto their chest instead of their hands, and remain quiet for the sake of others. It features Lil Jon, though his main purpose in the song seems to be bursting onto scene and frightening people into having a drink. He then offers a communal call to the "Alcoholics out there", and I couldn't help but think of this as a bad AA joke in calling on all the alcoholics to fck sobriety and get "out there".

Women run half naked. Alcohol is poured if not hosed into people's (mostly women's) mouths. The mv is essentially a fantasized, caricatured version of a spring break with a seriously inflated ratio of basically 1 guy to every 20 women.

It's about as vapid as a pop song gets, but still catchy. See for yourself.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNtTEibFvlQ

Besides serving as a tutorial on mixed shot drinks for all the incoming freshmen of fall 2011, it occurred to me that LMFAO bears an uncanny resemblance to someone I've seen on TV.

Here's DJs Redfoo and Skyblu.

They are insatiable partiers, are they not? Some credit must be given to those with such intense party stamina. They party so hard that it seems like they have to do it, as if just behind every scene there's a man in a suit checking off all the party rock requirements. But for all the fun they seem to be having, they also seemed incredibly tired - tired of carrying around that 20 pound bottle of patron, tired of partying with the same girls and same kind of gin. And did you notice? They are always wearing sunglasses. They never take them off. Remind you of somebody...?


It's possible that they will one day suffer from a permanent hangover, much like our poor Slurm Mackenzie. And like him, their eyes will be bloodshot and weary from sleeping in too many times with their contacts on. Their favorite activity will be to curl up on the sofa and watch a nice rom-com, say "When Harry met Sally", "Must Love Dogs", listen to Adele, or dream about conversations with their much slighted and forlorn liver. And it will know how to shuffle.