Posts Tagged ‘jamie foxx’
Make Your Own Date Rape Jam For Only $2.99
Have you always wanted to blame your casual sexual encounters on the Goose, but the words just never came out right? Put another way: Do you have a bunch of date-rapey sentiments to unload upon the general public, but don’t want to have to use your recognizable, human voice? The “I Am T-Pain” iPhone application is here to help.
According to Pitchfork’s review of T-Pain’s new democratization of the Auto-Tune, the function “can make anyone’s voice sound like that of a sex-addicted robot. I just tried it; it works.” T-Pain has plenty of sketchy drunk sex jams to choose from, but the sketchiest is his lasting contribution to Jamie Foxx’s Blame It (On the Alcohol). Give your $2.99 to T-Pain, and let’s review:
The Ill-Advised Date Rape Anthem Drinking Game
What says summer like boozy, blacked-out, ambiguously consensual fucking? Boozy, blacked-out, ambiguously consensual fucking that clocks in at 28 minutes and three seconds!
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Lady Gaga Provides the “Drunk Girl” Perspective
When I first described Jamie Foxx’s “Blame It (On the Alcohol)” as a date rape jam, I lamented that the song didn’t allow Foxx’s female target on the dance floor any input into the situation. “But what about the woman in the song?” I asked. “Of course, no holla back joint has dropped from Foxx’s fictional honey, so we can’t tell what she’s really thinking.”
But I think I’ve found her! And she is Lady Gaga. In extreme boozin’ song “Just Dance,” Gaga declares:
“I’ve had a little bit too much, much.”
“Where are my keys? I lost my phone.”
“What’s going on on the floor?”
“I can’t see straight anymore.”
“What’s the name of this club?”
“How’d I turn my shirt inside out?”
Anyway, Lady Gaga is wasted. So what does she want to do now?:
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A Hierarchy of Date-Rape Jams
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I’ve been writing a lot about date rape in popular culture lately, particularly in music. Most of my treatment has involved parsing the lyrics of popular songs with rape-scenario undertones: Asher Roth’s soft indictment of college date rape; A Tribe Called Quest’s anti-date rape, menstruation-joke opus; Slick Rick’s anal-themed rape song. But do the songs at least sound good? And does that make them worse?
Who Can Make A Rape Joke?
Take It With a Grain of Assault: Palmer finds humor in her rape.
Hint: Frat boys, check; Victims, no.
Amanda Palmer’s new single, “Oasis,” is a sunny tune about a tumultuous time in a teenager’s life. After enduring rape, abortion, and a schoolwide slut-shaming, the girl receives an autographed headshot of her favorite band—Oasis—in the mail, and everything is again peachy. On her blog, Palmer posted a note from her British record label, Roadrunner, saying the video—which features a brief comic rape scene—had met with “fierce opposition” from the U.K.’s major music networks:
Meanwhile, back home, Jamie Foxx’s latest single, “Blame it (On the Alcohol),” is currently No. 3 on the Billboard Hot 100. Its video, featuring Ron Howard, Jake Gyllenhaal, and Samuel L. Jackson, enjoys a heavy rotation on U.S. MTV—despite an equally frothy date-rape theme. The song details Foxx’s pursuit of an increasingly drunk lady. The track also features T. Pain, who chimes through his hallmark vocoder: “Couple more shots you open up like a book.” The song is, essentially, an attempted date rape by a movie star and a dude who sounds like a robot:
Who is allowed to make light of rape?
Last Week’s Most Popular Blog Posts
The Sexist is out for the weekend, so we’re wrapping things up a little early this week. Today, kick off your Memorial Day holiday early by tying on a CockBib, throwing on some denim jeans, and blasting that new Jamie Foxx joint on the radio. Also, the Sexist reached its 1,000th blog post this week, which surely means something about where my life is headed.
1. Advice on How Not to Advise Women Not to Get Raped, in which a rape apologist by the name of “Rational Reader” rises again!
2. The Five Most Inappropriate CockBib Phrases, in which “Pussy Killer” isn’t even the most inappropriate of all!
3. George F. Will Hates Jeans, in which the rich shall not deign to dress in the uniform of the proles.
4. Top Five Date Rape Anthems, or, a soundtrack to your acquaintance-rape-justification.
5. Why Sex Positivity is Bad for Feminism, in which I probably would have headlined this differently if I knew anyone was going to actually read it.
Jamie Foxx and Rape Vs. “Rapey”
Yesterday, I assembled a Justify Your Date Rape playlist of five popular songs which deal with forcing someone you know to have sex with you. Most of the commenters on the post were arguing over the definition of “date rape”—and whether Jamie Foxx’s joint, “Blame It (On the Alcohol)” qualifies (read the lyrics to the song here).
Mdesus wrote:
I don’t believe that the Foxx song describes date rape. In fact I don’t think it even comes close. . . . This girl gets drunk, and is flirting with these guys. She is talking about doing something she doesn’t normally do (sex). She’s not getting “date raped” she’s making a poor decision while she’s drunk. California may have some retarded law that basically says if the girl (and only the girl never the guy) is drunk then it’s automatically date rape. That does not make it true.
Isaac Beekman wrote:
Date rape exists, in part, because of a perceived blurry line between consent, and assault. That line ain’t really so blurry until people go around blurring it; for instance by asserting that something is ‘rapey’, meaning rape-like.
jenna wrote:
do you need the opinion of the person featured in something like foxx’s opus to qualify it as rape? so, do you need an inbalance of power to be experienced by BOTH the raper and the victim? the narration is sort of his perception of the situation, which overall has this sort of ‘i will conquer, you are powerless’ kind of feel. so that’s rapey on one part of the equation. but like does the girl also have to experience a sense of degradation or crappiness? . . . basically, whose experience of the situation matters more when you are establishing whether something is rape? the perpetrator’s or the victims? does it have to be both?
A friend of mine put it another way: “Can’t a woman be coy anymore?”
So, what’s rape, what’s “rapey,” and what’s just “coy”? Let’s start with the legal stuff.
Top Five Date Rape Anthems
Date rape has been getting some pretty heavy rotation on the airwaves since Jamie Foxx’s latest single, “Blame It (On the Alcohol),” dropped. The song details Foxx’s pursuit of an increasingly drunk lady in da club, and features T. Pain, who chimes in on his vocoder: “Couple more shots you open up like a book.” If you want to know what it’s like to be double-date-raped by a movie star and a dude who speaks only through a vocoder, this song is for you.
But Foxx and Pain aren’t the first to make raping someone you know into record gold. Below, five of the most notable date rape anthems in recording history.
Date Rape Anthem: Jamie Foxx’s “Blame It (On the Alcohol),” in which Foxx attempts to fuck a woman who “says she usually don’t” but that he knows is “frontin” because “she don’t wanna seem like she’s easy.” (But she is). Foxx knows she’s ready to admit she wants it when “she spilled some drink on me / And now I’m knowin’ she tipsy.” My neighbor has this song as her ringtone.
Relevant Lyrics:
