Concept artist Kid Rock flies to Mars with a big middle finger – .

Concept artist Kid Rock flies to Mars with a big middle finger – .

Hmm.  Mr. Richie's latest article may be a little over our heads.

Last time we inquired about Kid Rock—The heir to a car dealership empire that reinvented itself two decades ago as a rocking child trailer park– he assured us his gay friends were totally cool with him casually throwing homophobic slurs. Five months later, in an apparent attempt to remind everyone of his purported solidarity with the queer community, the concept artist straddled a gigantic penis-shaped middle finger rocket and threw himself into the air so hard that he now resides on the planet Mars.

Or, at least, that seems to be the gist of Kid Rock’s new music video for a song called ” Don’t tell me how to liveWhich talks about people who don’t like others asking them to stop confusing ideas like “patriotism” and “independence” with blind contrarianism. So please stop using homophobic slurs.

Based around the tagline (and title) of a 2016 single from the southern rock band (via Canada), Monster Truck, which appears to be a ” Jet-meets-Lynyrd Skynyrd ”,“ Don’t Tell Me How To Live ”climbs to levels of self-parody never seen since « Miracles » de Insane Clown Posse. In fact, it is so willfully, absurdly ignorant that even Al strange stepped in to assure everyone that it was not their fault.

“Kiss my ass, then you can suck a cock,” Kid Rock grates before reminding us that “nothing has changed here, I still don’t care.” And yet, he then wonders “what’s going on with all this backlash?” Before we remind the ‘snowflakes’ that, as you may have already guessed, no one is going to tell him how to live.

The rest of the song, of course, is a predictable set of sound bites heard at the local Outback Steakhouse on a Wednesday night: “A nation of cats is our next generation,” “Every opinion has a millennial offended,” as repeated. extolling constitutional amendments one and, more ardently, two.

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Very timely and poignant.

Visually, there is the aforementioned image of a winged Kid Rock waving a weapon atop his giant phallic middle finger as he “Child rock-its’ in the upper atmosphere, alongside churches, pit bulls, bikers, an anonymous dive bar filled with all kinds of good old (white) boys. Rock does his typical hopping dance moves that make him look like he’s suffering from severe athlete’s foot seizures in both cowboy boots.

“Don’t Tell Me How To Live” looks set for some memorable infamy in the weeks to come, which, of course, only adds moonlight above Kid Rock’s strategically constructed garbage fire. of a career. And yet we can’t help but cover something so terribly bad – a song that’s destined to be yet another barn burner for Kid Rock’s main fan base on the Nazi face tattoo having men. thatDon’t hit cops in the face with colostomy bags at Le « Big Ass Honky-Tonk & Rock ‘n’ Roll Steakhouse » de M. Rock.

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