How Can We Learn From Flight of the Conchords?
I believe it all boils down to our willingness to settle for exceptional. Exceptional doesn’t mean that it is better than good. It is about playing by our own rules in creating a market which the cost of entry is very high, or even impossible. If you’re only the rare few, or even better, the only one, then you win; by default. I believe Flight of the Conchords is one of such example. Their work is at best audacious and at worst authentic. It is nothing short of being exceptional. I’ll link it down below. Have a listen, you’ll either like it a lot, or not at all. Presenting to you the Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros, featuring the Hiphopopotamus and the Rhymenoceros:
Flight of the Conchords — I’ve Got Hurt Feelings (Video)
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
A lot of people think that rappers don’t have feelings
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings.
But the Hiphopopotamus and the Rhymenoceros have feelings
It hurts our feelings when you suggest that
We don’t have feelings.
I make a meal for my friends,
Try to make it delicious,
Try to keep it nutritious,
Create wonderful dishes.
But not one of those motha — thinks about how I feel
Because not one motha — compliments my meal
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
I spent a long time on that casserole, asshole
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
Why don’t you take these profiteroles
and put them up your shitty holes, hey~
Here’s a little story to bring a tear to your eye,
I was shopping for a wetsuit to scuba dive,
But every suit I tried is too big around the thighs,
And the assistant suggested I try a ladies’ size, well
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
I’m not gonna wear a ladies’ wetsuit,
No! I’m a man!
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
Why don’t you get me a small man’s wetsuit, Mitch!?
We’re talkin’ bout my birthday, the year 2003
and I’m waitin’ for a phone call from my family
It is 12:23. They forgot about me.
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
The day after my birthday is not my birthday, Mum
Thanks for the message.
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
It is your birthday
We’re gonna party like your mum forgot your birthday
Well, I call my friends and say, “Let’s go into town”
But they’re all too busy to go into town
So I go by myself, I go into town
Then I see all my friends, they’re all in town
Yeah, they all drive past in Simon’s car
So I followed them down to the cinema
Yeah, well, seeing them without me
It breaks my heart
When they go to watch that movie “Dirty Grandpa”
’Cause they know I love the work of Robert DeNiro
They know Zac Efron is a personal hero
They know I suffer from chronic fomo
I told them about that movie, as I love the promo
I’ve got hurt feelings, I’ve got hurt feelings
[Nigel, you’re awesome]
Have you even been told that your ass is too big?
Have you ever been asked if your hair is a wig?
Have you ever been told you’re mediocre in bed?
Have you ever been described as having a weird-shaped head?
Has your family ever forgotten you and driven away?
Once again, they forgot about J
Were you ever called “homo” ’cause at school you took drama?
Have you ever been told that you look like a llama?
Tears of a rapper
(These are tears of a rapper falling down on you)
I’m cryin’ tears of a rapper
(These are tears of a rapper falling down on you)
These are diamond tears of a rapper
(These are tears of a rapper falling down on you)
Golden tears of a rapper
(These are tears of a rapper falling down on you)
Titanium tears of a rapper
(These are tears of a rapper falling down on you, motha — )
If you happen to be wondering why they are known as the Hiphopopotamus and the Rhymenoceros, here is the answer to your mystery:
