"All of This and Nothing" is a series of weekly posts, each about one song I really love, by an artist I haven't featured in the previous This Year, Portions For Foxes, or Better Things series. It alternates between Obscure and Famous songs; feel free to argue either way if you're so inclined. See the introduction for more.
No one can be serious all of the time.
If you're my age, you know this song. I don't know if the younger folks have heard it - it's not a song that anyone is going to be claiming is a masterpiece of any genre, or that provides deep insights into the human condition, or any of that bullshit.
It is a song that is massively fun, that has more energy than any three songs usually get in their budget, that makes you want to yell along with it, despite what everyone else in the world would say and think and judge you for if you did.
It's The Bad Touch by Bloodhound Gang. It has no redeeming qualities whatsoever, I'm quite gleeful to say.
It is quite possibly the most explicit "you and I should totally fuck right now" song every to get major radio airplay, which is impressive, since that's been a central concern of rock music since Day One. (Though most singers had to disguise things substantially more than the Gang did.)
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
It is also so late-90s, full of those quick random references in the style of white-boy pop-rap of the day: Lyle Lovett, Siskel & Ebert, X-Files, and, of course, more than anything, the Discovery Channel.
This song, I have to admit, will never work. It was rapped by who-knows-how-many young men, earnest or not, to the objects of their affections - or maybe I should say "at" those people - when it was new in 1999 and maybe since then. And no one, ever, has been or will be convinced by this goofy song to "Do it now."
But that's OK. A man's reach should exceed his grasp, or else what's a glimpse of heaven for?
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