Oscar Winning Songs
I like to think that maybe I have a little bit more knowledge than the average bear because I spent a long time working in the music industry -- at the big boy level. Given that, I have to confess that I am less than impressed with the song that won the Oscar this year.
Let's do a brief compare & contrast of this year's winner with other Oscar winning songs:
From Breakfast at Tiffany's...
Wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style
Now, let's pick up the tempo a little:
From Butch Cassidy & The Sundance Kid...
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit ...
Let's see, what should we sing next? Gosh, there are so many great ones to choose from – "Three Coins in a Fountain," "Days of Wine and Roses," "The Way We Were," "Over the Rainbow."
And now for the contrast, let's sing this one – "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp."
You know it's hard out here for a pimp (you ain't knowin)
When you're tryin to get this money for the rent (you ain't knowin)
For the Cadillac and gas money spent (you ain't knowin)
We'll have a whole lotta bitches jumpin ship.
Brings a tear to the eye, doesn't it? Those poor, poor pimps.
Actually it brings a tear to the eye to see what passes for music. Excuse me, let's put "song" in quotes. Because call me crazy, but music usually involves melody.
And I didn't detect any in "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp." That was just bad poetry set to bad percussion. Honestly, Three 6 Mafia's performance Sunday night reminded me of kids banging pots and pans.
But maybe I'm not being fair. Let's sing a bit more:
Wait I got a snow bunny, and a black girl too
You pay the right price and they'll both do you
That the way the game goes, gotta keep it strictly pimpin
Gotta have my hustle tight, makin change off these women.
Gotta couple hoes workin on the changes for me
But I gotta keep my game tight like Kobe on game night
Like takin from a ho don't know no better, I know that ain't right.
It's bad enough that so much of hip-hop sounds like an old Ford about to throw a transmission. But then you add lyrics that sound straight off the bathroom wall in some skanky cathouse. The result is just magic.
Yeah, yeah. I know some rap is smart and insightful. And I've heard some infectious hooks. But let's be honest. This is not great music. This is a silly detour in the great progression of music. It's stuff soon to be forgotten.
On the other hand, it was 70 years ago that this one won an Oscar. And we'll still be singing it in another 70 years.
From Swing Time...
When I'm awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight....
Now that's music.