Let's get one thing perfectly clear: Blowfly is the original dirty rapper. Before anyone in 2 Live Crew was old enough to set foot into a peepshow stall or buy a pack of cigarettes, Clarence "Blowfly" Reid was spewing forth raucous raps like "Spermy Night In Georgia" and "What a Difference a Lay Makes" on the regular. If it wasn't for Reid's works over the past 45 years, the world would have been a less moist and crusty place.
Rocks Off last saw Blowfly live at the Proletariat in 2006 touring behind his just-released LP Blowfly's Punk Rock Party, which saw him profanely reworking classic punk and proto-punk songs from Turbonegro, The Stooges, The Clash ("Should I Fuck The Big Fat Ho?") and the Dead Kennedys ("R. Kelly In Cambodia"). Party was released on former DK frontman Jello Biafra's Alternative Tentacles label.
The 75-years-young rapper and Florida resident still tours the country unfurling his classic tawdry rhymes, filthifying Super Happy Fun Land Friday, and still records albums when he can. The last we heard on the recording front, he had laid down an album of heavy metal covers that has still not seen the light of lay, er, day.
We collected a few of the best and sleaziest songs we could find to get you in the mood for Mr. Fly's SHFL gig. These should be relatively safe for work, unless you work in the front office at Lakewood Church.
Sheena Easton, "Sugar Walls"
If you aren't familiar with the term, "sugar walls" is a euphemism for vagina. It's an incredibly confusing term, because all we think of is rock candy. There are other reasons we balk at the term, but we like having a job.
Vanity, "Pretty Mess"
No explanation needed. If you have to ask...
The Divinyls, "I Touch Myself"
This was one of the first songs to deal with female self-pleasurement in pop music in frank terms. Prince touched on it (hehe) on his own "Darling Nikki," but it was nice to finally get three minutes of an actual real woman talking about shaking her own foundations.