hilarity: great redneck hope
Nothing helps kill off the waning hours of the Monday before SXSW like a little juvenile humor. This afternoon, I was recommended an album by a group I’d never heard of before, the Great Redneck Hope. When I clicked through to the album, I was faced with some of the most absurd and hilarious song titles I have ever seen. And for the last few minutes, the eMusic editorial department has been giggling like a bunch of gutter-brained middle schoolers over them.
So how could we keep them to ourselves? Check out Behold the Fuck Thunder and Splosion, and get an ear and eyeful of such perversely-titled songs as:
“Whoa, Frankenstein! I Didn’t Program You to Make Out With Boys!”
“Are You There God? Please Help Me Stop Masturbating.”
“Hey Goth Girl, Isn’t It A Little Hot To Be Wearing Pants?” and
“They Say The People Elect the Government They Deserve, But I Don’t Remember Knife-raping My Retarded Nuns.”
If only these songs were available for karaoke….
I like the review of Splosion: “The R&B duets that this 25-track anthology emphasizes are those from the early days of rock & roll…”
They just keep getting better when you listen to the samples, especially “Psst! Hey, the Lord is Awesome. Pass it on.” And I don’t think that I’m the only ex-CCMer that thinks “Let’s Fall in Love Over AIM So We Can Fuck When We Meet at Cornerstone” is quite possibly the best song title ever.
Oh boy, what a laugh! Were I a more motivated person, I might be inspired to make a eMusic list of albums with fantastic song titles.
All I can say is, just try to imagine what their singer looks like while singing. It’s not a pretty mental image.