Man, fuck talking to scientists! They are always up in my shit, pissing me off, too. It's so nice to have someone finally articulate so passionately what I've been feeling!
Let's take a look at some of the more inspired lyrics, shall we?
"Water, fire, air and dirt / Fucking magnets, how do they work?"
Really, Shaggy? You really just sang that? That means you had to first think of the lyric, write it down, record the track in the studio and THEN lip-synch it while filming the video. Not once did it dawn on you to perhaps rethink that line? I mean, magnets are tricky as shit, but whenever they fluster me (which is all the time), I simply keep my worries to myself and move on.
"Hot lava, snow, rain and fog / Long neck giraffes, and pet cats and dogs"
No love for short-neck giraffes or feral cats?
"Fucking rainbows after it rains / There's enough miracles here to blow your brains"
This line perfectly illustrates how the ICP can write a sappy, toned down song and still find time to throw plenty of instances of "fucking," "motherfucker," and "shit."
"Miracles" is proof that the ICP isn't going anywhere soon. They could record a bluegrass album and their fans would eat that shit up. Hell, they could film a Western and probably sell tons of DVDs. What? You mean they already did that? Shit.
I have to admit: the video is entertaining as hell, even if it made me laugh a couple of times. It's nice to see Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope show their softer side, even if that side is a bit misguided and full of profanity. I'm not trying to take a crap on them by pointing out some of their more idiotic lyrics -- I am just hoping to show that maybe the fellas should stick to clowns and necrophilia or whatever it is they do best.
Do ICP fans really like this song or is it simply written off as a cornball attempt at something a bit too sentimental? Whatever the case is, "Miracles" is certainly the latest, most intriguing entry into the long and plentiful canon of Insane Clown Posse lore.
BONUS ART ALERT: This lovely drawing -- illustrating Violent J's troublesome trip to Frisco Bay -- comes to us by way of the fine folks at EPICponyz: