Two kings of the indie dancefloor unite for a warm, timeless take on 20th century pop and rock
Time Was Gigantic... When We Were Kids
Of course, it stopped being hip a few weeks back....
Fact: South Park isn't bad. A bunch of moon-faced little bastards who show that America's inner child is a psychotic bigot with Tourette's Syndrome, it's a scream in all senses of the word. Another fact: the South Park album is bad. Based around a benefit concert to raise funds for Chef (Isaac Hayes) after a court decision goes against him, the idea is sound enough - Chef introduces band, band play song, audience cheer band, repeat to fade. Unfortunately, it's only a sound idea if the bands are half-decent and there are some jokes in it. They're not and there aren't.
Taking the festival angle way too literally, 'Chef Aid...' is crammed with Lollapalooza also-rans. Primus, Rancid, Devo, Ween, Joe Strummer, plus, on the rap-rock (shudder) 'Hot Lava', a risible Perry Farrell, all scrape together some musical loose change. Meanwhile Messrs Hip-Hop and Funk also dig deep. Master P crowbars Curtis Mayfield's seminal 'Freddie's Dead' into (wait for it...) 'Kenny's Dead' (...ha!), Puff Daddy self-plagiarises that Led Zep rubbish he did a while back and Chef himself slurps away about love gravy and "two hummingbirds doing it doggy-style all night long". Um, 'sweet'.
Fair play, it's not all bad. Ol' Dirty Bastard has a bit of a swear over The Crystal Method's squelchy beats, the Chef tracks remind you why you watched the thing in the first place and Cartman gets funky with Wyclef Jean but, honestly, that's yer lot. Maybe if the Brit contingent hadn't pulled out (Blur, the Spice Girls, the Chems and the Prodigy were all slated to appear), 'Chef Aid...' could've stood a chance. Instead, the best thing about this whole sorry episode is the chance to stick Cartman singing the piquant 'Bitch Song' on a compilation tape for a mate. And that's not funny.
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