I haven't been writing as much as I'd like, so consider this in the "better than nothing" file.

Allow me to preface this entry by saying that I do not consider myself a fan of professional, or "theatrical" wrestling, aside from using it as an exemplar analog to the political "debate" you see on 24-hour cable news networks. I don't follow the characters, or know all the history, but I have a cursory knowledge of some of the more popular characters, due in no small part to the fact that you couldn't throw a stone in my elementary school without hitting 3 kids wearing Hulkamania T-shirts. I know of the big people like Hogan and The Rock, and I will also admit to being a fan of the movie Suburban Commando.

Recently, the venerable Badservo foisted this upon me.

Yes, that's right, Randy "Macho Man" Savage made a rap album, and no, it's not just him commanding you to Snap into a Slim Jim over and over with a drum machine in the background.

No, that would be the easy way, the quick buck way, the way I am pretty sure Hulk went with his album, recommended on the same Amazon page as above.

I would like to say that this album was a quick money grab and not worth the melted sand it's burned onto.

Sadly, I cannot.

Yes, it reaches incredible heights of cheesiness and self-aggrandizement, but it also hits undeniable, crack-like levels of catchiness - which would be easily dismissable if the whole thing weren't so insanely well produced.

I've been listening to certain parts of it repeatedly for the past couple days, and I'm pretty sure that is more an indicator that something very bad is happening to the molecular cohesion of my brain than that this album is great.

But nonetheless, this album is great and you all should go out and buy and make the Macho Man rich and OOHHHHHH YEEEYUHHHHH.

Sorry, got away a bit there.

But man, that guy has a confusingly fantastic voice.

[you tell him, taddy]