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| Much as I hate to admit it, "That's A Nifty Scrotum Caddy" is one track where real Hip Hop ambitions seem to surface: the beat may not be hugely inspired or original, but the long chords and driving drums make it a great
deal less pedestrian than some of Nimrod's other beats. Similarly, the rapping on "Don't Fuck With Demitri" is unlikely to win any prizes, but it manages to stay away from attempts at gross-out humour, and so by contrast becomes one of the
better tracks on the album. |
| As the sampler progresses, so does Nimrod's production, although the content of the lyrics seems to stay at about the same level. On "Bordello Of Butter", the jazz trumpet riff, and scratchy strings sample illustrate a certain
ear for what might sound good reworked. Also "Kick 'Em In The Fookroo" is simplistic, but simplistic in the way that the Ultramagnetic MCs' beats were (for example); it is quiet and sparse, but nice all the same. |
| An honourable mention should perhaps be given to the two moments that are actually amusing throughout the entire seventeen tracks; these are on "Get Your Lillimits Out Of My Junction Box" when one of the rappers asks "when
King Ghidra got married, was he called MF Groom?"; and on "Sesame Cakes Outtro", when one character screams "Stop eating my Sesame Cakes", only to be answered by "This Is So Kafka." Sitting through sixty minutes of music to get these fifteen seconds of humour,
however, is not a very appealing prospect. |
| The ultimately disappointing thing about the endeavours of The Glee Club is that they end up being both bad examples of Hip Hop, and also bad examples of attempts at humour. On this album where one okay verse is quickly succeeded by someone apparently trying to imitate the voice of
the psychotherapist from South Park, what results is Hip Hop degraded by toilet humour that fails to be humorous. |
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