Before we even get started, let me just preface this by saying I don’t intend to heap insane amounts of praise on this artist on this particular track. The reason I’m looking into this is because recently somebody had told me there was a white female rapper from Australia that had shattered all sorts of records for sales of her most recent single. She’s the first the first female rapper ever to have two songs concurrently in the top five of the Hot 100 chart, and to make a long story short she’s making someone an absolute fuckton of money. Azalea is the only artist other than The Beatles to rank at numbers 1 and 2 simultaneously with their first two Hot 100 hits. So I had to check it out, and took to YouTube to meet my maker. This review is about the experience I had while examining the product, and it’s not exactly full of something that the artist would retweet. Here’s what it looks like if you haven’t seen it.
Pretty rough, huh? That’s why I’m considering pouring bleach into my eyes as of late. But not everybody is as unforgiving as myself. In fact, some people who get paid to generally hate on stuff like this are actually smoking its pole all the way home. This is an actual quote from Wikipedia: “Fancy” has received an overall positive reception from music critics. Brad Stern of MTV Buzzworthy remarked, “Not since Fergie‘s “Glamorous” has there been such a spectacularly sass-filled ode to the glam life,” praising their chemistry, calling it “a match made in heaven that we never would’ve expected.”
If you haven’t committed suicide yet, you’ll notice a couple of things: The definition of “music critic” in this sense is very loose, and there’s a journalist out there who actually thinks “Glamorous” by Fergie isn’t the worst song on that record. Iggy Azalea doesn’t really strike me as someone who is going to have a Madonna-like career. But she is killing it right now, so I decided to take a look at the different aspects of “Fancy” and what makes it so it exotic.
The video: This video is loosely based around the movie “Clueless”, which is some awful movie about Valley Girls living in the nineties that was made about 7 years too late. Somebody really dropped the ball on that piece of shit. All of the actresses in this movie are either not famous anymore or dead, which should tell you something about the lasting effect it has had on our culture. (Editor’s note: I’d also like to add here that there was no “Too Soon” bullshit with the Brittany Murphy death. She didn’t exactly have Sinatra-like talent, and when she kicked it everybody was acting like it was the end of the world. The second that shower curtain stopped moving it was hilarious, and everybody reading this knows that. It’s been somewhere between two and ten years, get the fuck over it) It’s not exactly the type of image that you’d want to convey in a song where you talk about how unbelievably hard you are. There’s nothing tough about being in a high school hallway. As far as I know, there’s not any sector of rap music where standing in front of a locker equals street cred.
The lyrics:
When I say “lyrics”, I stress that it’s a bit of a loose term. It’s more like just a pool of buzzwords that teenage white girls use when describing things that don’t matter, completely oblivious that they are going to die of alcohol poisoning at a frat party a few years later. Here are some choice cuts from this piece of shit and why they don’t work.
First thing’s first, I’m the realest (realest) Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
I can live with this. It’s actually not a bad opening line.
And I’m still in the Murda Bizness…I can hold you down, like I’m givin’ lessons in physics (right, right)
So which one is it? Are you a hitwoman or a science professor? And what does science class have to do with holding it down? Nobody in that room knows how to hold it down, and that’s why they’re in a science class in the first place. And even if they are truly badasses, they’re only going to be there long enough to figure out how to make meth and then chances are you probably won’t see them the rest of the semester. Also, you know who uses the word “Murda” spelled with an “A”? Ja Rule. I think I’ve made my point.
You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?) Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
But you’re not a bad bitch, you’re a white girl from Australia. And you used to be a model. No true hard chick from the streets can be a model. There are scars everywhere and God didn’t put them there. And why am I supposed to be impressed that you are familiar with how to properly bend down? Is this an OSHA training course or some shit?
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
I believe this only if Cris is one of the bouncers.
Takin’ all the liquor straight, never chase that (never) None of these girls drink hard liquor straight. I don’t drink hard liquor straight. Neither one of us drink it straight because we’re not toothless hillbillies. I laugh when somebody tells me they drink shots straight. What a pointless thing to brag about, and it’s not like I care anyway. While you’re at it, would you mind sharing how poor your liver is currently functioning because you only drank straight forever so that you could say it in a rap song? You can’t because you don’t drink liquor straight and you never have.
Rooftop like we bringin’ ’88 back (what?)
All of the following things happened in 1988: George W. Bush the first was elected president of the United States, a terrorist bomb blew up a Pam Am 747 in Scotland killing all 259 passengers, the head of the NSA pleaded guilty in the Iran Contra case, Jimmy The Greek made a bunch of racial remarks about black athletes and was fired by CBS the next morning, two weeks later the Redskins won the Super Bowl, Lebanese terrorists kidnapped UN truce observer Lt. Colonel William Higgins and then hanged him, videotaped it and put it on TV, Iraq launched sixteen missiles into Tehran, and that was all in the first nine weeks. Can anybody enlighten me as to why we’d want to relive that awful time period? Because I can’t find one. Also, you were born in 1990. How are you going to bring back a time when you weren’t even alive?
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Why are you asking me this? You produced this track, if anybody should know where the bass is it’s you. When a butcher drops off a load of fresh blood at the grocery store he doesn’t leave, come back ten minutes later, and go “Yo, where da meat at?”
Champagne spillin’, you should taste that
No thanks, I usually don’t drink off of the floor. I’m weird like that.
I’m so fancy You already know I’m in the fast lane From L.A. to Tokyo
If I already knew, what’s the point of telling me again? And just so we’re clear, there is no fast lane from LA to Tokyo. I hate to break it to you, but it’s all water and you should know that. Aren’t you from Australia?
I’m so fancy Can’t you taste this gold? Remember my name ‘Bout to blow
I don’t eat gold, rarely remember anyone’s name, and if you’re going to explode by this point I’m cool with it because this is just the end of the first verse and I’ve already come to terms with the fact that if you die that’s totally fine with me.
I said, “Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this.” Can’t stand no haters and honest, the truth is
I don’t even know where to begin here. Originally you told me that I knew you were fancy and dope, now a couple lines later you don’t know if I’m aware of this but you’re still going to remind me anyway? The second half of this is so far away from being a real sentence it’s not even funny.
And my flow retarded, each beat did depart it
You got me there. The second statement really reinforces the first one.
Swagger on super, I can’t shop at no department To get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I think part of my brain is leaking out of my head. When I read this I could hear the cells in my cerebellum screaming “No!!! Don’t kill us! We’re still so young!!!”. I guess it’s going to be really funny in five years when she has spent all of her money and burns the house down like Left Eye from TLC. The more that I think about this chick, the more I hope her life story is similar to that one.
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
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I just can’t worry ’bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
That’s not true. You are worried about haters because just a few phrases back you said “Can’t stand no haters”, which is a sentence fragment AND Southern fried drivel. You lose.
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold I been working, I’m up in here with some change to throw
But you just said that you put paper over all. What’s this about change? Why even keep change? Why not just lean out of the window in your “100% Bitch” tanktop and throw it at a homeless person? At least they could get use from it.
Trash the hotel Let’s get drunk on the mini bar Make the phone call Feels so good getting what I want
The first half of this is standard, but this girl continues to lose points with me due to her acting hard. If she was really a touch chick, she’d just come out and say “We’re getting some ecstasy” instead of dancing around it. So unbelievably weak. “Makes me feel good when I make a phone call…” Go fuck yourself.
Yeah, keep on turning it up Chandelier swinging, we don’t give a fuck
I have yet to see one person successfully swing from the chandelier, save Kurt Cobain from the “Come as You Are” video. There’s no need to say “turn it up” anymore either, we’re all aware of how volume control works.
Film star, yeah I’m deluxe Classic, expensive, you don’t get to touch Ow…
Here’s that reality thing coming back to get you though…you’re NOT a film star. I’m sure that in a world where being a Kardashian gets you a Producer credit, that’s where you’re headed. But in the meantime, you’re just some batshit insane girl who is still mentally somewhere around the age of 13. Additionally the “film” that you’re referencing in the video sucks elephant dung on fire, so you lose there as well. And what’s the “Ow!” for? From the lyrical content, it obvious you’re running the show from start to finish…so what hurts so bad?
Still stunned, how you love that Got the whole world asking how I does that
This is the most severe manner in which I have ever heard one person accuse the entire planet of having awful grammar.
Hot girl, hands off, don’t touch that Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
I’m actually fine with not having any STDs, and I usually don’t touch things that are burning anyway. But thanks for looking out for me.
It’s just the way you like it, huh? You so good, he’s just wishing he could bite it, huh?
You can’t change who you’re talking to in any song without letting the audience know that you’re changing who you’re talking to. The first line she is clearly talking to a man, while inarguably the second one suggests that she is talking to a woman thinking about a man. And I guess that I’m not nearly as freaky as those in the hip-hop community, but there’s not a whole lot of biting going on in my life. Scratching yes, biting no.
Never turn down money
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
About to Blow
“Never turn down money” seems like it would be a good slogan for someone who is working the corner, looking to scrape every dollar they can together to get more money for bad jewelry or bunk decks. But if it’s in the context of a rap song about how fancy you are, it kind of contradicts everything you just blew three minutes talking about. Also, nobody would ever dare having a gold plated trigger on a gun – It’s just a waste of precious metals. The “about to blow” line would work if it was in past tense, because that’s clearly what she had to do to get T.I. to release this piece of shit.
Overall Score: 0.99/10.00 You’re probably wondering why I gave this a point ninety-nine out of ten, so I should probably explain that I give a score of at least one to anyone that I consider to be a legit artist that just had a bad session.
Summary
As far as a structure, it’s catchy and I can’t argue that. It’s incredibly irritating, so that means that they’re onto something because that’s how pop music works. But what pisses me off is the fact that it builds but nothing ever happens in the end. I keep waiting for this track to do something interesting but it never gets busier than the first four bars of Neneh Cherry’s “Buffalo Stance”. That’s bad company, and I can’t deny.
I also thought it was weird that the artist who is “featured” on this track (Charlie XCX) seems to get just about as much mic time as Iggy does. She does every verse as well as the bridge. These two are literally going to fight each other until the death, and that’s fine with me.
The point of all this is: Talk about what you know. If what you are talking about isn’t getting hepatitis C, bulimia or shopping, people probably aren’t going to believe it.