| I think I looked too hard for some deep meaning, something that could stir my coagulating soul. The group’s name was "Ying Yang Twins," so of course I thought their music would be a reference to Eastern philosophies, to Zen Buddhism, Taoist thought. I interpreted their irreverent babbling as code for spiritual musings. I wanted to find something moving and defining, so I forced it.
I took a line like“roll like a eighteen-wheeler” as
a message to relax, to put things into perspective, to
“roll” with the punches, with life. Alone this is a
very zen-like statement, but it was not alone. I had
ignored the rest of the lyrics which were, “That ho
fine, but this ho a killer. She leaking, she soaking
wet. Shake it like a salt shaker.” I don’t think
there is any plausible way to connect this, a woman on
dance floor, wetting her clothes with her vaginal
juices to anything spiritual.
In a state of ignorance I had no idea that Grey Goose
was not a divine symbol. The Twins seemed to praise
and revere it. I thought it must be a deity of some
kind. When I first heard the line, “Ain’t no Kool-Aid
in my cup, gimme that Grey Goose.” I thought these
two brothers were condemning the brand-name,
sugar-heavy culture that we live in. I guess I should
not have overlooked the lines than soon followed, “A
big, clear glass with a bird on the bottle, a nigga
want to get more drunker so he swallow.” It suddenly became
clear that Grey Goose was just an alcoholic beverage
that the Ying Yang Twins enjoy.
With the release of their single, “The Whisper Song,”
I was once again confused mightily. I saw the line,
“Wait till you see my ‘oh’!” as cryptic, the word ‘oh’
possibly meaning a third eye, an aura. "Wait till you
see the manifestation of my inner self, it will just
blow you away." Sounds good right? Unfortunately I
discovered ‘oh’ was used to censor a reference to a
‘penis.’ Not at all spiritual, just debase. This
feeling of appearing stupid and being dead wrong
became a trend. I find out that to “twerk” was most
certainly not to work really hard. It’s real meaning?
I don’t think I can bring myself to type that filth.
I once thought that ‘Hanh!’ was the new equivalent to
the holy word, “ohm.” They said it all their songs.
I was sure it was some common thread that tied all the
chi together. “Say "Hanh!" if you feel a
motherfucker ! Say "Hanh!" if you don’t give a fuck.” But apparently, "Hanh!" doesn’t mean a goddamned thing. Can you
believe that? It’s just some froggish noise they
make. "Crunk" and "Ay ya ya" are not new buzz words, either.
They are just nonsense.
The whole sham came to me in waves, the curtains
covering the truth were drawn and I was stunned.
These were not religious pioneers. They just made
loud, nonsensical songs about getting drunk, high,
crunk or laid. They sound like they’ve recorded the
whole thing intoxicated. They sound like they have a
lot of growing up to do, actually.
I’m sorry if you were as naïve as me. I apologize if
you thought this music would bring you to a higher
level. It won’t. None of it means anything and these
so-called “Ying Yang” Twins will just rub it in your
face if you let them. I’m sorry if you think that the
lyric, "They say I gave a wedding ring to a plastic
bag” has something to do with giving up material
possessions or devaluing earthly goods. He is giving
the bag the wedding ring because it has weed in it.
And he wants to marry the bag of wed, because he loves getting high. Damn! |
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