I love to share things that make me smile. As a positive byproduct of what can be depressing work, a personal and professional interest in the politics of race does encourage one to develop a keen appreciation for the bizarre and the absurd...
Thus, I can confidently proclaim that The Tea Party Anthem is the greatest thing on these INTERNETS! Freedom Ain't Free is so compelling that upon hearing it I got what black folks in the church call "the Spirit." In hysterical glee, I am dancing around my office as we speak!
Random question/thought: What the hell is going on with the racially ambiguous Salt-N-Pepa inspired, cheerleader hip hop wannabe dancer at minute 2:16?
Second random question/thought: Check out this footage of Lloyd live in concert at a Tea Party gathering. Does it not in fact look like he is performing the theme music at his own lynching?
Frankly, Freedom Ain't Free is ten thousand times better than the Pants on the Ground song. And this anthem is a million times better than the Hip Hop Republicans at the Tea Party gathering in DC:
Humor aside, Lloyd Marcus, singing slave catcher, is the totem negro fetish for the Tea Party crowd. As I always joke, is there a glass enclosure labeled "break in case of emergency" where these
This minstrelesque, zip coon performance of Americana really does soothe the White Soul, a good patriotic negro, singing those happy songs about life down in the South--or in this case--how the Tea Party are good white folks on the right side of history.
I have to ask, am I alone in hearing a similarity in melody and chorus between Lloyd's joint and the General's Fried Chicken song from the movie Undercover Brother? Wouldn't that be ironic, a black conservative borrowing from a song about white racists using fried chicken to subvert the black community? Fitting. No?