As I type this, “Black Skinhead” is no doubt stuck in the heads of millions. People walking to work, going to school, waiting for the train, worrying about their bills, figuring out which sushi to order, sneak-a-tokin’ at work; all of them are doing that “WAAH WAHH W-WAAH WAAH, WAAH WAAH WAAH WAAH” thing with their mouths right now. And who can blame ‘em? It’s instantly catchy, and ridiculously easy to hum. I’m just waiting for someone to sneak up behind me after they hear me doing it and add the toms break. And then a third person does the yell part from across the subway platform, and all is right with the world.
Based on the memoirs of Jordan Belfort, a convicted asshole who got rich running boiler rooms schemes, Martin Scorsese’ latest output, The Wolf of Wall Street, looks like an interesting mix of Oliver Stone’s Wall Street and Ted Demme’s hyperbolic, black comedy, drug romp, Blow.
Musically, “Black Skinhead” works pretty well to soundtrack the cokexploits of wall street robber barons. The track could be party music, could be action music, could be sex music, could be chillin’ with your homies makin’ millions music. Melodically, it works in so many contexts. As for the choice of “Black Skinhead” as the lyrically? I’m trying not to think too much about it; but if anyone could empathize with Kanye’s penchant for nouveau riche fashion and fetishistic sex, it’s definitely dudes who make millions trading stocks.
The Wolf of Wall Street coming soon.- CrimeZone20xx