On New Year’s Eve, I was in bed. I’d spent the evening with Pame and the rest of my family on the Upper East Side, and slid easily into the role of the youngest; my first role, my greatest. The television glowed at the foot of our bed and a deeply orange Dave Clark soldiered on. Ryan Seacrest popped up, announcing a live performance from LMFAO. These idiots came on and that song started. Ha ha ha ha, that’s who LMFAO is! Are these guys in costume? Are they Latino? I need to know this, so I can gauge how embarrassed I should be. What is happening with those clothes? Where are the gerbils? OMG, they are dancing like the gerbils! J opines that it straight up sucks. I went yesssssssss but no, it’s got that part, that part that saves it. Then I made the sped up keyboard noises. It’s so stupid and simple and perfect for the dance floor. I danced to it again the next day on our way out the door doing a modified running man in my winter wear. That night, I played the video for my friend Jared and he got that special look on his face that he reserves for Coldplay and covers done in tasteful Bossa Nova style.

Daniella Joseph, of Tumblr treasure Soft Communication, has written the best piece on LMFAO’s “Party Rock Anthem” you’ll read and my favorite thing on the Internet today.



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