No joke, this shit is softer than soba noodles with both Jessie J and B.o.B even pipping Adele to the post as 2011’s most boring and limp dicked musical moment.
LMFAO have proven across the year just how despicably dreadful they are, yet it’s this single that sticks with us, lingering like a rotten fart and clogging up our nostrils with cheap synth squiggles, caveman raps and some bullshit about shuffling that’s already six years too late.
Bruno Mars and that fucking fedora hat. For all his saturation this year it’s Grenade that hurts the most. What a nightmare of a song this is with cloying, overwrought poncing about from the ever artificial Mars. Be prepared to hear this in every X-Factor audition for the next jillion years.
Seeing as though this is my last singles column forever I figure we should go out with a bang and revisit the very worst releases of 2011. That’s always been more fun anyway.
A master class in terrible music unto himself, BriFad reached new heights (depths?) of shitness here, bridging the gap between pro date rape anthems and hard floor banjo beats. Eugh.
