Hi, everyone. Tiredthony Ofthistano here, the internet's busiest music nerd. And yes, I am tired of this. I'm tired of the world. I'm tired of our political system. I'm tired of the current state of art and culture. I'm tired of the ruination of the internet, and I'm tired of the shit-caked feedback loop that all of these things are locked into.

The topic of today's video somehow encompasses all of those It is a brand new track, a cover of the Lil John Classic, "Get Low", performed and recorded by T-Pain and Mark Zuckerberg. Yes, we exist in a timeline where that is a fucking reality, and I honestly can't imagine a thing that everyone collectively wants less than that.

Before I get into the track and how terrible it is, let me give you guys a refresher on just how awful Mark Zuckerberg is. Unfortunately, I feel like all the weird, quirky things that he showcases himself being engaged in year to year, stuff that I'm sure Austen is putting up on the screen right now.

The fact that he posts himself doing this stuff and it doesn't really give the public a whole lot of insight to the stuff he's engaged in on a regular basis at Meta, which is obviously the parent company to very popular social media platforms like Facebook and Instagram.

All of that culminates into a public image that more or less is separate from the actual real-life damage these platforms do to society at large on a regular basis. Whether you're talking about Facebook siloing users off into a very fact-deficient political ideological bubbles, some of which are very much responsible for the rise of conspiratorial ideologies like QAnon. Instagram, year after year, study after study has proven to be very bad for the psyches of lots of teens, unhealthy body image stuff, anorexia and the like.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg, because beyond that, between these two platforms alone, we're talking about just tons and tons and tons of user data debauchery that Zuckerberg and his businesses engage in to increase profits as much as they possibly can. So to be honest, and I know this might sound mean, the last fucker I want to see having any fun or doing anything cool is this guy, because if he actually has any free time on his hands, he should be spending it fixing these things or doing better. Like, at the very least, can you fix Threads so it's not just a shittier version of Twitter?

But anyway, instead of doing all of that very necessary stuff, he is going on the internet to celebrate and promote a new musical collaboration with T-Pain. You can see this photo of them here in the studio together where Zuckerberg is standing there like a goddamn NPC, like as a frigging Sims character. Is this guy capable of existing in any space in a way to where he doesn't read as a computer avatar?

So yeah, Zuck and T-Pain, known under this collaboration as Z-Pain, which sounds like something a German person would be feeling in reaction to hearing song. Z-Pain are doing a cover of the incredible classic 2000s club smash, "Get Low", by Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz, because I guess that's just, I don't know, some artistic expression that Zuckerberg felt was necessary for some reason. Let us sample a little bit of this crime against humanity and see exactly how it sounds.

"Three, six, nine / Damn, you're fine / Hoping you can sock into me, baby /one more time."

Okay, before I even get into how shitty this sounds as an actual musical work, let me just go over how terrible and crappy of an idea this is, because there are potentially dozens of ways this track could have been covered, could have been retooled. But instead, Zuckerberg and T-Pain are going the obvious, lazy, uninspired route of doing a shitty, low-production, acoustic white guy cover of the song, essentially turning it from a club smash to some random dude from California strumming a guitar on the beach around a campfire.

That is disgusting. That is rancid. The cultural context in which that thing got any play that anybody might have accidentally thought was cool is long gone. It's over. These ironic dorky white dude covers of hip hop songs and club bangers are not only dumb, they're low effort, they're offensively ridiculous. This thing has not been genuinely funny or entertaining since when Ben Folds did a cover of "Bitches Ain't Shit" in 2006, and even that was just barely alright. Doing a track like this just showcases this man's state of arrested development because his sense of humor has not evolved since the mid-2000s.

And that's presuming he's doing this ironically on some level. He could be doing it really from his heart. He could be giving this performance a sincere effort. But if that's the case, that's even worse. T-Pain's vocal harmonies here, they sound good. The glistening keys in the background are pretty. But this tune and these lyrics have very little appeal with a more ballad-like delivery, and twinkly production. The point of the track is for it to be a visceral smash. That was its original intention, and you're removing most, if not all, of the appeal of the song by presenting it in this way.

"From the windows to the walls / Till the sweat drops down my balls / Till all these bitches crawl."

What the fuck? This is really weird because on one level, the vocal inflections and the delivery read as like something out of a Weird Al track. I genuinely do feel like I'm listening to the the son of Weird Al, give it a go here. But with that being said, there's not like a cheeky silly nudge-nudge tone to the singing and the vocals. I'm like waiting for that dollop of humorous intent to make itself clear, but at least in the first verse here, I'm not quite catching it.

"Oh, skeet skeet, motherfucker. / Oh, a skeet-skeet, goddamn."

I'm sorry. This is like something that would have never left the dorm room in the earlier mid-2000s. This is just bad dorm room shit from two decades ago, and there's no reason to do this. We don't need to do this. And again, why does his voice just continue to come across as so expressionless?

"Shorty crunk / So fresh, so clean / Can't she fuck? / That question's been harassing me?"

No, stop.

"This girl is so fine / I done come to this club about fifty-leven times."

Oh, God. Not the, not the fifty-leven times.

"Can I play with your panty line?"

No. Can I play with your panty line? Why is it almost like emo-pop? Why is it almost pop-punk? Just imagining Zuckerberg's 2000s iPod touch, just being a mix of Lil John and Simple Plan.

"Back, back, back it up"

I cannot anymore. This is just borderline Satanic. This is like the height of trash. This is the bottom, bottom, bottom, bottom, bottom of the barrel of culture. Obviously, there's no way you could seriously enjoy this or anything that's going on with it. But simultaneously, it doesn't really work as a joke either. Z-Pain. They brought Z Pain. They did it.

Let me know what you think of this track and how painful it was for you in the comments. I'm sure you will.

Anthony Fantano. Get Low. Forever.