Thursday, June 20th, 2019

Blanco Brown – The Git Up

If Blanco Brown really wanted this to be the new “Old Town Road,” he should have just called it “Town Road.”


Katherine St Asaph: At least the “Old Town Road” ripoffs are interestingly bad.

Alfred Soto: Okay, gang, here we go: a song to inspire three dozen second-rate pieces about black Americans and country. Unlike “Old Town Road,” Blanco Brown’s stresses are country, not hip-hop; only the drum machine would give it away, and Dolly Parton was using them in 1983. I’d rather line dance to “The Git Up” than “Boot Scootin’ Boogie,” especially if those backup vocals — there’s your hip-hop influence — keep chirruping. 

David Moore: This was the first obvious cash-in from “Old Town Road” I heard — there are others, like this one or this one or this one or even this “Git Up” follow-up — but it also feels a lot more like hip-hop engaging with country on its own terms: a straightforward line dance number that only really lets its guard down at the end, when Blanco Brown, either bored or amused or both, gives up on giving instructions altogether: “do whatever you like right here.” And he ends with a refrain that sounds almost apologetic: “That was not so bad, was it?” Fuck it, dude, let’s do-si-do. 

Will Adams: Ah, I should have known that “Old Town Road” was too good to be true, and we’d eventually have to pay for it in the form of brazen attempts at recreation. Less hooky, less tuneful, now twisted into a boring line dance exercise that’s nearly twice as long as the original, it’s an outright failure. I fear what is to come.

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Altogether wonderful hook saddled with an indifferent performer and verses that aren’t even there– the country-trap equivalent of ringtone rap.

Iris Xie: I sincerely really like the Cha Cha Slide and am always happy to do it whenever it pops up. This is not the Cha Cha Slide. This is capitalization on a trend slide, a slide into the recesses of your mind where one tries to distance oneself from “Old Town Road” but fails miserably and ends up making a weird post-modern purgatory without smart homage but still could be called “country” kinda slide, a slide into a weird unknown depths of a really bad group dance song kind of slide. I wasn’t aware you could make a silly line dancing song so…dry? But the overwhelming amount of “country” motifs and affectations are so try-hard that it distracts from the simple elegance of following the lyrics, which is what “Old Town Road” excelled at through its mixed genre understatement — at least it felt like you were putting your horses in the back. But I do give “The Git Up” points — for trying. But I have to admit, I eagerly hope there are more “Old Town Road”-inspired group dance songs, so I can hear what a good one sounds like.

Joshua Copperman: Like “Old Town Road,” but more fun to listen to on headphones. If “Road” was an accidental smash hit, this feels deliberate and intricate, down to the “to the left” and “to the right” ad-libs panned to the respective sides. Yet it doesn’t have the same earworminess as All Glory To The HypnoRoad, so I can’t give it the higher score. That song had the Easy A “Pocketful of Sunshine” effect on me (if it also functions like “Firework” did for Alex Clifton), but “The Git Up” is too slick and not quirky enough to leave the same impression.  

Jonathan Bradley: “The Git Up” exists in a post-“Old Town Road” world, but where that song was opportunism that forced its way into country music, Blanco Brown’s track just sounds country. A genre that has, over the past decade and change, found room for the JaneDear Girls, Cowboy Troy, and “Honkytonk Badonkadonk” — heck, even “Hoedown Throwdown,” which presages this remarkably — shouldn’t blink at “The Git Up” and its good ol’ boy dance-calling. The most charming part is Brown finding room in his steps for dancers to “do whatever you like right here,” and even if it’s a thin song made of a strip-mall beat and a Walmart slide guitar, that just highlights its connection to makeshift dance songs like “Chicken Noodle Soup” or “Teach Me How to Dougie.” Cornball novelty gimmickry is a treasured part of country history. As a quick cash-in, this is weirdly authentic.

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