Single Review: “Waitin’ On Obama” by Cledus T. Judd
I usually try to stray from reviewing parodies and other purposely comedic rants, but, aside from Rodney Carrington, Cledus has to be the most tasteful, yet hilarious comedic country singer on the scene today. Sporting a new, thinner look achieved from Celebrity Fit Club, the famed parody master takes on one of the biggest hits of 2008 and uses it to draw attention to the upcoming presidential inauguration of America’s first black president, Barack Obama.
Now this review is not meant to stir any presidential debates what so ever, in fact any such arguments will be censored. The same goes for this song. Although it is pro-Obama, it manages to stray away from cracking down on John McCain or his female running mate Sarah Palin and focuses more on the main issue at hand, Obama’s taking over for a man who has earned a reputation as one of the worst and most destructive presidents to ever hold office. In fact the only reference to Obama’s opponents is towards Palin and her seeming obsession with looking good and fashionable. The story basically revolves around a man waiting to vote and talking to the guy in front of him, parodying the older and younger men on the bench in Paisey’s hit. They ponder over Obama’s promises and their impatience to see a new president try to rebuild the country, leading to a few cracks towards the party during the George Bush years.
What makes this song tasteful from a comical point of view is that it doesn’t make empty promises. Although the main character finds himself and his new friend voting for Obama, they do not guarantee his promises will come to life. The song is mainly a major play on the one question on everyone’s mind, will Obama really make the difference he has promised? With the economy the way it is and the lower class feeling the heat, Cledus tries to cash in on some support from the little man through this patriotic story, making it unique, simple, and quite amusing while still preserving the most significant qualities of Brad Paisley’s original song. Of course Cledus is never meant to be a good vocalist, just an entertainer that adds some spice to the often serious world of country music, but this is the first time I can say that by taking a song and twisting it into a parody of his own doings he has managed to reach the same quality and significance of the original. It’s both tasteful and funny and has a strong point that, in this day in age, is surprisingly relevant to the listener rather than Judd’s traditional random subject of choice.