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Summary: MC Lars is a genious
Comment: I absolutely love this CD. I have played it for several of my close friends while in my car (all of whom like completely different types of music) and they all fell in love with him instantly as well. I think anyone would find it hard to not like this CD. Thanks for reading my review!
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Summary: AMAZING!!!
Comment: MC Lars does it again. This CD includes the great remake of the poem The Raven, his style of Hip-Hop and Rock will surely make him one of the bestselling artists out there. The CD also includes hits such as "iGeneration" and "Signing Emo".This CD will defenetly be worth the money.
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Summary: MC Lars is my new boyfriend.
Comment: I absolutely LOVE MC Lars. I had not heard of the guy until a few weeks ago (he opened for a band I went to see last night in concert). I went to the show imagining him to be a VERY bad white-boy rapper. But I was VERY wrong! He was SUPER talented, and VERY VERY VERY funny. Not to mention he's HOT! (Yes "Lars", you're hot....and well...endowed...)
I bought the EP at the show I went to and ended up talking with him for a while asking him random questions. This CD may seem bogus at first, but once you listen to it, you get RANDOM riffs and random words stuck in your head and you just have to listen over and over.
Like everyone else has said, this is like...today's culture in a can! Lucky for us, there are lyrics printed inside (which I thanked him for!) so you wont miss any of his tongue-in-cheek shtuff!
Buy this EP...you wont be sorry!
And hey...since Amazon won't let me take my name and location off of here, if ya'll were at the Eugene show, you may know me! woo!
Check him out on tour if you havent yet!
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Summary: I wont let you...DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Comment: Aww man, this song is absolutely hilarious!!! Here are the lyrics to signing emo. Enjoy!
Once upon a time, in the city of Los Angeles...
"Marty, Marty listen to me. Bring me something the kids will cry for.
Get out there, and get us stoked!"
Meet Marty, major label A&R scout, forty years old, gut hanging out.
Red Ferrari, Marty living in L.A. bumps another line to get through the day.
Dumped by his girl, he paid for her liposuction;
His friends call him "Money", in his introduction.
And Marty knows nothing but claims to know it all,
Lose the flat screen TV if he drops the ball.
You're as good as your last hit, find the next big thing.
If he doesn't bring the bling, his cell phone won't ring.
What's the trend, what's new? What's a label scout to do? Office life, Marty 11:32.
The label pres. calls and yells, "Sign more emo!"
How about screamo? "If it sells, sign Nemo,"
"We're down 2%, and BMG knows,
My Daughter likes Dashboard, so get me one of those!"
He checks AP.net, the Scout and more,
yelling band names to his assistant through the door.
The kids like this, who cares if it's great?
So he signs a band called Hearts that Hate.
"Marty... we've got a hit."
CHORUS by fictional band Hearts that hate :
Cry tonight. My hands around your hands.
I won't let you die tonight.
My heart's in your hands.
I won't let you...
Hearts that Hate, Marty goes to their show, up in the club and here we go.
Marty sees a girl in a Simple Plan shirt with a Senses Fail boy, Ha! that'll never work.
He finds his label friends in the corner they huddle,
an emo cattle auction, they penetrate the bubble.
They talk about Victory and signing TBS,
Dissing the same bands they just tried to impress.
So the lights go down, the crowd starts to scream,
Hearts that Hate have hit the scene.
Blake on vocals, and lead guitar,
He does a back flip, "Look how different we are!"
They show up at the studio to record it,
A TRL, Billboard Modern Rock hit.
They auto-tune Blake, but he can't tell.
He says, "I've got perfect pitch, damn I sing well."
ProTools, Logic, cut, copy, paste, quantized solos and quantized bass.
Signed, sealed, deliver and sent, across the U.S. and the single went...
CHORUS by the fictional band Hearts that Hate.
Cry tonight. My hands around your hands.
I won't let you die tonight.
My heart's in your hands.
I won't let you... DIE!!!!!!!!!!
Momentum builds, but it all caves in.
Industrial comes back, the pres. needs a NIN.
Marty finds a new band called "Foetal Coil"
And Hearts that Hate try to keep their fans loyal.
They re-work their sound for album number two,
As "Machines of Hate," but their career is through.
They break up and work pushing mops and brooms,
Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room.
Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room,
Blake gives guitar lessons in his living room.
"Can you teach me track five Mr. Blake?"
"Hey, I wrote that song and it goes like this!"
Cry tonight. My hands around your hands.
I won't let you die tonight.
My heart's in your hands.
I won't let you... DIE!!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My heart's in your hands.
I won't let you... DIE!!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My heart's in your hands.
I won't let you... DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Summary: Best Week Ever goes to college
Comment: MC Lars I find to be a bit of an enigma.
On this EP, he basically has a big laugh at what he sees around him, mostly pop culture, for example the hilarity of the music biz, with a faux (or is it?) criticism of the overpopularization of emo ("Singing Emo"), the difficulty of his statistics class on "Stat-60" ("Chi-squared values all the time.../Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated, Professor Thomas?"), US-UK relations on "UK Visa Versa," and the hypocrisy of nonconformists on "Hurricane Fresh."
But what is his purpose? These are all rightfully funny on their own, but there's no real theme to this EP. It ultimately reads like a C-grade senior thesis? Did he ever take Expository Writing 101? Ultimately, it may not matter, as the knowingly cheesy delivery from Lars skips convincingly over minimal beats. He's trying to convince us he's keeping it real - so if he is a college-degree earning toker, this CD will make a lot of sense to you.
The standout track must be "iGeneration," which triumphs the cultural shift (no longer Generation Y?) created by the DIY mentality of the use of iPods. The beats here are programmed guitars with a buzzy kazoo-ish noise. Good stuff.
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