First Hit #1: July 11, 2009
I don’t hate part 2 of the summer of the Black Eyed Peas. I have plenty of reason to, it’s repetitive, the lyrics are pandering and lazy as hell, the vocals are over-processed to the point of making everyone sound like if someone broke Stephen Hawking, all valid reasons to hate this song. However, there is one good thing about this song, which I discovered at a fun run that very summer – it’s kind of the perfect tempo for jogging. Not so fast you wear yourself out quickly, fast enough that you still are getting exercise, with little pauses in there that help you pace yourself, it’s like it was made for jogging. Lyrically, of course, it’s made for partying – with the outright laziest lyrics ever written about partying, when you resort to listing the days of the week under gratuitous autotune you’re not hiding your lack of interest in actual words – and as a party song it’s worthless. But if you’re jogging you just want to set the pace, and this song actually does set a great pace.
There are also other good songs for jogging, of course, and I’d recommend them over this, but finding a purpose this song kind of justified its existence to me.