This is the song of the summer? This is what it takes to get hits and “make music?”
This is it?
By now, everyone and their mother has heard Ylvis’ (like Elvis, but with a f****** y) song “The Fox.” If you haven’t yet, then I apologize, as I am giving you your first exposure, which is the exact opposite of what I want.
What we have here is essentially a version of a song for preschool baby children, like those little machines where you pull the cord and it screams at you that the cow goes moo. THE COW GOES MOO OKAY I GET IT.
With that much beloved children’s toy as a song base, the band then injects it with a bunch of molly, and EDM’s the s*** out of it. They go through the sounds a whole barnyard of animals make, okay, fine, a little weird, but whatever. And then they get to a fox.
Apparently, the sound a fox makes is random screaming and howling. But not howling, like, an animal. Howling as the sound Gilbert Gottfried makes when Slenderman shows up in his laundry room. I might have to listen to it a few more times, but I’m pretty sure this is, in fact, not a sound any fox has ever made at any point ever.
Is this all it takes to make a hit now? Semi-music talent mixed with absurdity? I mean, seriously, good for them – they made a product that apparently everyone wants to hear, and managed to stand out in today’s world where everyone has something to say (myself included) and a song to share. But when are we going to reach the point where people being absurd just to be absurd, the Nicki Manaj’s of the world, cause the absurd to just be normal?
I’m not actually hating. Props to these guys, and the song is moderately catchy, I guess. But what I don’t get is how everyone is considering this the “song of the summer.” Let’s ignore the fact that it’s not really summer anymore, and just focus on how everyone wants to crown a song that went viral overnight, and has yet to show any actual lasting impact.
I could be wrong. I wrote off Call Me Maybe (even though I loved it), and it was nominated for a damn Grammy. But there were a lot of songs this summer, and I have a hard time believing this is the defining one. Remember Daft Punk’s “Get Lucky?” That one song that was on every radio station, all hours of the day, seven days a week, for months?
I don’t know anymore. You be the judge.