What if I had a blog back in 1999?  Might I have written a post like this?

Just when I thought March of ’98 couldn’t be far enough behind me, another shitty, catchy, cash grab, ego trip of a song (?) has appeared on the airwaves, like an audio boil on FM’s backside.  The prior culprit: Jimmy Ray’s Are You Jimmy  Ray?  This January’s cold sore with a backbeat: Eminem’s My Name Is.  See which one is more cloying and annoying:

Did we really need another self-referencing pop tune?  Is this Eminem guy spoofing Jimmy Ray or ripping him off?  Luckily, the Jimmy Ray hype machine didn’t last long, so here’s to an expedient Eminem melt-in-the-hand send off.

(SIDENOTE: In reality, I still don’t like My Name Is much… Guilty Conscience was the song that changed my mind about Mr. Marshall Mathers.  Conversely, I really liked Fred Durst starting with his Faith remake and then Nookie.  Funny how things work out, eh?)