Crank That (Soulja Boy) [SINGLE] [IMPORT]

Soulja Boy Tell Em (Artist)

Product Details

• Audio CD (December 11, 2007)
• Original Release Date: December 10, 2007
• Number of Discs: 1
• Format: Single, Import
• ASIN: B000ZMZ19S
• Average Customer Review: 1.0 out of 5 stars See all reviews (10 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #190,473 in Music (See Bestsellers in Music)

Editorial Reviews

Product Description
UK four track CD pressing of the first single pulled from the young rapper's 2007 album Souljaboytellem.com. It's clear that 17-year-old Chicago MC Soulja Boy's objective is to put out as many dance-craze anthems as the clubs can handle. So to start things off is his infectious lead single, 'Crank That', stacked with neck-snapping drum-kicks, zooming synthesizers, and call-and-response hooks that has become his formula for success across America. Features four versions of 'Crank That' (Soulja Boy)': Clean, Travis Barker Remix, Lord Kossity Remix and Robots To Mars Remix. Polydor.

Customer Reviews

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18 of 21 people found the following review helpful:

1.0 out of 5 stars Music for the apocalypse., December 22, 2007

By	The Curmudgeon "Your life lacks purpose - my ... (Latveria) - See all my reviews

Really, how could you listen to this and NOT want the world to end? When you listen to it and you realise that this tuneless, charmless, brainless mess was not only a major hit, it was a number one smash in America for SEVEN WEEKS, you simply do not want to live on the planet that made this possible anymore.

To think that there are people who not only BOUGHT this, but consider it "music" is not only depressing, it's also deeply alarming. "Crunk", that most tedious of hip-hop genres, has been responsible for some dire music to reach the mainstream over the years. Well, there's Fatman Scoop for one. But even he looks good - hell - he looks like Dylan compared to this idiot; Soulja Boy - with a name like that, who could resist not hating him already?

Back to the song. So not only are the lyrics repetitive, mundane and meaningless, it also has a boring, flat, God-awful beat that makes anyone with more than five brain-cells want to kill every single person responsible for this garbage.

Really - is THIS music now? Does this represent ANY culture? Does this speak or mean anything to ANYONE? Of course it doesn't - but look - it has a little DANCE that people can do. Instant Kerchiiiing moment for the morons.

So yes, it's basically the 2007 equivalent of the Cha-Cha Slide - another number one song by a one-hit wonder that is now forever labelled under The Worst Songs Ever List.

Take note, Soulja Boy; that's your future right there.

5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:

1.0 out of 5 stars Weak hip-hop is weak, February 10, 2008

By	Cameron K. Titus - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

What the other two said pretty much sums it up, if you want to be detrimental to music, buy this CD and his othe album; but if you would like to buy a real album go check out some Dr.Octagon or MF DOOM.

4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:

1.0 out of 5 stars (1.5 stars) The Plan Nine from Outer Space of Hip-Hop, July 15, 2008

By	finulanu ""the mysterious"" (Here, there, and everywhere) - See all my reviews

Here it is. A song so awful, it's almost funny. I give the song a quarter-star for its unintentional hilarity value (I can't help but crack up when I hear that crowd of backup singers larger than the People's Army of Cambodia shout "Superman that YOOOOOOOOOOOU!" - and yes, the edited version's more funny than the almost offensively sexist unedited one), and another quarter-star because the cover to the CD-single is kinda cute. You've got this kid - what is he, sixteen? Seventeen? - decked out in the full pimp gear.

It's too bad the song itself is terrible.

Some things never get old in the world of music. Jangly guitars. Slow, lush, orchestrated ballads with introspective lyrics and huge chorus hooks. Butt-kickin', sleazy rock 'n' roll, along the lines of Aerosmith or the Stones. I quite enjoy those three things, providing the butt-kickin', sleazy rock 'n' roll has nothing to do with the '80s hair-metal scene, which is where I tune out. But there's another type of song that won't ever fail to score you a hit, and sadly it's of the really annoying kind. I speak of the Novelty Dance Craze song. From "Locomotion" to "The Macarena," these have a long history of being more torturous than Hell (which, incidentally, is a nonstop Bon Jovi concert), and this is no exception. The first time, it's almost funny to hear Soulja Boy ramble about how he "supermans," "supersoaks," "superflies" and "supersizes" h**s (or "yooooou's" in the edited version, which is hilarious because "Superman/soak/fly/size that yoooooooou!" is a lot funnier than the "bleep!" noise most bands use to edit out swears), but after a while, I simply got sick and tired of his incomprehensible mumblings about his supposed sexual prowess, which I find kind of hard to believe, because he's probably even younger than I am, and I'm not all that old. And the steel drum loop is dumb, incompetent, and makes no sense whatsoever in context.
So there you go. The song gets five-and-a-quarter stars for pure camp value, but as an actual song, it gets negative six and a half. That, I think, averages out to one and a half stars.