Enrique Inglesias’s song “Tonight I’m F----ing you.”  Some critics say that he blatantly ripped off the 1996 hit by Notorious BIG, titled “I’m F---ing You Tonight.”  I’d
  like to cone to Mr. Inglesias’s defense here, and point out while 
there  are a few similarities, the songs have very different meanings on
 a  deeper level.  Allow me to present a comparative analysis between the two musical compositions.*
   
  While both men make their evening plans known explicitly in the titles, the pronoun “tonight” is varied.  Both
  men use clear verbage to indicate what they will be doing and leave 
the  pronoun “you” vague, as it could refer to a number of lucky ladies.  I’m sure neither of these men are too discerning when it comes to a partner to share the evening’s activities.  
   
  Score: Tie
   
  However, there are some major differences.
   
  First off, “tonight” is at different places in the sentence.  It’s accentuated more in Enrique’s song.  Is this due to the fact that English is his second language?  Or maybe he’s accentuating the “tonight” in the beginning.  
   
  Also,  our Latino 
superstar states that he’s “been to every nation” and will  do it “from 
the window to the wall, will give you my all in the winter  or the 
summertime, when I get you in the springs ima make you fall.”   The late great Biggie Smalls doesn’t mention any sort of diversity.  Does he have a particular type?  (Inglesias doesn’t).  Is he down to f*** in any season, or just maybe when it’s chilly outside?  Hmmmm….
   
  Score: Inglesias 1, BIG 0
   
  However,  Notorious BIG
 mentions that his lady companion will be dining on what  appears to be a
 combination of spaghetti, six packs, and Bacardi Dark.  On
  yet another hit on the same CD (“Big Poppa”), he mentions that they’ll
  be having, “T-bone steaks, cheese, eggs, Welch’s grape.”  
   
  Will Mr. Inglesias be providing his hos snacks??? 
   
  Hmmmm…
   
  Score: Inglesias 1, BIG 1
   
  This  shall remain a 
tie for at least another decade, in which Will Smith’s  son will 
undoubtedly perform some variant of F***ing You Tonight in an  effort to
 shed his youthful image.
  Until then, grab some Welch’s grape, and find a window.  And a wall.
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