There is a lot of discussion about the state of pop music and the women who are in the mix. (GET IT, THE JOKE?) The indelible Sady Doyle discussed the issue at length, with her explanation about how Katy Perry is in fact, a false feminist prophet in fake eyelashes and polka-dots.
She touched on another current pop singer du jour, Ke$ha. Ke$ha of the awful outfits, drunken partying and auto-tuned rapping. Ke$ha has sort of positioned herself as a dirt under her nails, unwashed hair and glittered lips pop star opposite the cotton-candy and vanilla-frosting coated Katy Perry, and she relishes this role.
I would love to debate the merits of either woman’s music and image, but I actually have a more serious problem with Ke$ha. I hate that she is rip-off and unintelligent version of L’Trimm. In fact, she’s a crummy facsimile of many African American female, trail blazing hip hop artists.
Ke$ha has said she is inspired by Beck and the Beastie Boys. But weren’t both acts, at least at the beginning of their careers, riffing off hip hop and posturing and using it as a metaphor to comment on themselves? The problem with Ke$ha is that she appears to be 100% serious. I mean, I know she talks about waking up feeling like P. Diddy, but I don’t think she’s in on the bigger joke. I think she really thinks she’s a counter to cleaned up female artists and she’s doing something revolutionary by saying she likes to get drunk. Gurl”¦.NO.
It is annoying that Ke$ha, either willfully or through sheer ignorance, refuses to acknowledge the women in hip hop since its inception and that makes her the worst kind of imitator. Does she think we’re not informed of the musicology behind her? Salt n’ Pepa and L’Trimm and The Real Roxanne paved the path with their witty, perfect rhymes, which allowed for her and Jack Daniels breaf.
Now I know, I know, things evolve and obviously, Ke$ha was barely born during the Roxanne Wars, but puhleaze. I listen to the Beatles, all the time, and was not ALIVE in the 60’s. We all have our inspirations, our loves of music, and decades have little to do with that. But do not tell me that Dr. Luke or whoever didn’t give Ke$ha L’Trimm’s Grab It and she didn’t listen to it, obsessively. For that matter, who’s to say she hadn’t been listening to them and taking notes anyway, by the time she had to record her mediocre garbage.
Ke$ha isn’t original; she may be more marketed or have a better styling budget, but let’s stop pretending her stuff doesn’t have a history. Furthermore, black acts from back in the day continue to struggle with royalty payments and financial sustainability, while Ke$ha makes a mint in cash and Glad bag dresses, and it bugs the hell out of me.
Besides, Lady Tigra called and she says your flow is weak.