In my first music matters post last year, I pointed out the absurdity of the Miami Dolphins celebrating "Miami Music" made by poseurs who reside outside the 305. The lead offenders were Will Smith's "Welcome To Miami" and the goofy haired LA duo LMFAO's "I'm in Miami, B***"(clean version:I'm in Miami Trick)
While the throbbing synth hooks of "I'm In Miami, Trick" can't be denied, the one-dimensional, life behind the velvet rope tale it expresses is the definition of vapid. It's not hard to picture the uncle/nephew pair ( LMAFO are the son and grandson of Motown founder Berry Gordy) being born with silver, all-access VIP wristbands. Thus ensuring their birthright to "drink all day/play all night" in order to get it "poppin."
Tonight at LIV, LMFAO will put on water skis and jump over the shark tank with a gang of girls in polka dotted bikinis cheering them on. For a $30 entrance, you can join them.