Hott with two t’s, hell yeah!
This fine evening, let’s reflect upon the latest offering from Kid Rock, So Hott.
Normally, I am not a Kid Rock fan. I know his music when I hear it, and I don’t dislike it, but I’ve never been moved to buy anything of his. I don’t turn Kid Rock off when he comes on the radio, but I also don’t normally turn it up either.
Then along comes So Hott off his upcoming release Rock n Roll Jesus. Oh me oh my…some reviewers of this little ditty have called this song lyrically weak. I, however, deem it to be straight to the point and pretty darn great–I shan’t print the lyrics here, just know that the language has to be edited for radio play–and we all know that my opinion is the only one that matters in all things.
This song is nassssssssssssssty. Everything about it will inspire women from all walks of life to climb up on a table and twirl their undies over their heads. It makes me want to install a stripper pole in my house because I’m so hott. Actually, I’m hottt, with three t’s. The more t’s the better. The guitar riff absolutely grinds, backed by percussion that slams the message home: so hott.
The first time I heard the song I was driving down I-40. I had to pull over so I could roll around on the hood of my car like in a Whitesnake video with So Hott blaring out of my speakers. This week, I have to take my car into the body shop to remove the buttock-shaped dents in the hood.
While this song is not a masterpiece to go down forever as work of art, it certainly works its own brand of magic. Musical Viagra…what could be sweeter than that on a Friday night?
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