27 Songs, 1 Hour

EDITORS’ NOTES

By the time Incredibad came out in February 2009, comedy troupe The Lonely Island (Andy Samberg, Jorma Taccone, Akiva Schaffer) were already famous: Their digital shorts on Saturday Night Live (“Lazy Sunday,” “D**k in a Box,” “I’m On a Boat,” “Like a Boss”) were among the first viral videos to be given the name and set standards for the bridging of old and new media—a template that feels familiar now but in 2005 was unprecedented.

In that sense, Incredibad could’ve easily been an afterthought or easy cash-in. Instead, it was arguably the definitive piece of musical comedy of its time, an album that didn’t just mock its source material but emulated it, delivering full-blooded send-ups of hip-hop that actually felt like hip-hop. That they collaborated with real musicians—Justin Timberlake, T-Pain, Norah Jones, E-40—didn’t hurt either, nor did the fact that they showed genuine deference toward the art of rapping. Here were three mild-mannered college-town white boys approaching rap not from a place of condescension or entitlement, but love. Put another way, Incredibad wasn’t just parody—it was tribute.

Part of the album’s grace was that the humor aimed beyond music. It’s hard to think of a more elegant lampoon of rap materialism than “I’m On a Boat” (“Take a good hard look at the motherf**king boat!”), or a slow jam clumsier than “D**k in a Box” (“Gonna give you something so you know what’s on my mind,” crooned over fake fireplace crackles). But more often than not, the group’s jokes were on themselves: how they’re awkward (“We Like Sportz”), nerdy (“Lazy Sunday”), fake (“Ras Trent”), or, in a subject they got considerably more mileage out of as time went on, really bad at sex (“J**z in My Pants”). As for the Natalie Portman-featuring “Natalie’s Rap”: Yes, the joke lies in the dissonance of hearing someone as wholesome as Natalie Portman rap about defecating on your face, but one, it’s based on an Eazy-E track, and two, it’s hard. “We want to be the greatest fake MCs on earth!” they rapped on the title track—a wish issued to an alien in exchange for sex. (It’s a long story.) When you put it that way, they’d won before the game even started.

Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics.

EDITORS’ NOTES

By the time Incredibad came out in February 2009, comedy troupe The Lonely Island (Andy Samberg, Jorma Taccone, Akiva Schaffer) were already famous: Their digital shorts on Saturday Night Live (“Lazy Sunday,” “D**k in a Box,” “I’m On a Boat,” “Like a Boss”) were among the first viral videos to be given the name and set standards for the bridging of old and new media—a template that feels familiar now but in 2005 was unprecedented.

In that sense, Incredibad could’ve easily been an afterthought or easy cash-in. Instead, it was arguably the definitive piece of musical comedy of its time, an album that didn’t just mock its source material but emulated it, delivering full-blooded send-ups of hip-hop that actually felt like hip-hop. That they collaborated with real musicians—Justin Timberlake, T-Pain, Norah Jones, E-40—didn’t hurt either, nor did the fact that they showed genuine deference toward the art of rapping. Here were three mild-mannered college-town white boys approaching rap not from a place of condescension or entitlement, but love. Put another way, Incredibad wasn’t just parody—it was tribute.

Part of the album’s grace was that the humor aimed beyond music. It’s hard to think of a more elegant lampoon of rap materialism than “I’m On a Boat” (“Take a good hard look at the motherf**king boat!”), or a slow jam clumsier than “D**k in a Box” (“Gonna give you something so you know what’s on my mind,” crooned over fake fireplace crackles). But more often than not, the group’s jokes were on themselves: how they’re awkward (“We Like Sportz”), nerdy (“Lazy Sunday”), fake (“Ras Trent”), or, in a subject they got considerably more mileage out of as time went on, really bad at sex (“J**z in My Pants”). As for the Natalie Portman-featuring “Natalie’s Rap”: Yes, the joke lies in the dissonance of hearing someone as wholesome as Natalie Portman rap about defecating on your face, but one, it’s based on an Eazy-E track, and two, it’s hard. “We want to be the greatest fake MCs on earth!” they rapped on the title track—a wish issued to an alien in exchange for sex. (It’s a long story.) When you put it that way, they’d won before the game even started.

Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics.
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Ratings and Reviews

4.7 out of 5
3.1K Ratings
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bflatt ,

Comedic Musical Genius

From the guys that brought us Lazy Sunday, Dick in a Box and other memorable SNL Digital Shorts, comes The Lonely Island's FIRST (and hopefully not last) full length album. Incredibad is, in the cheesiest form, Incredible! Though a couple of the songs have already been released either on their site or on SNL as Digital shorts, this does not take away from the comic hilarity and with the accompanied videos, you cannot go wrong. Some of their new material is absolutely musically amazing in their subtle mockery of the different aspects of the hip hop genre and their beats and lyrics are nothing short of brilliant. Look out for Boombox feat. Julian Casablancas would be my favorite song on the album that is totally new along with Sax Man feat. Jack Black. The cameo's are comedic and all around amazing and deserves my first review on iTunes. All i can say is GET THIS ALBUM you won't be sorry both in enjoyment and hilarity, the standards set for The Lonely Island were most defiantly met! ps: check out their website to see some of their early comedic work it's just as excellent (even though this album shows definite growth)

KriswitaK ,

where is "Iran so far" ?

that's my olny problem with this album.

mf doom ,

ohh miss portman.

natalie portman rapping. more of this please.

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