The Lonely Island isn’t really a hip-hop group that you would hear on the radio and bump to because their lyrics are dope. No, you listen to these guys because they’re hilarious. You could make the point that each member of the group, Andy Samberg, Akiva Schaffer and Jorma Taccone, has the lyrical ability to pull off a serious song but they use that talent to bring you a mix of Wu-Tang and Weird Al. Their first two albums were hilarious and there was high anticipation for the third, The Wack Album, which is anything but. It may not be great but it certainly isn’t terrible either.
The album begins with Dramatic Intro, a satirical and not-so-subtle joke about their career as a whole and what they think of themselves. Hip-hop is all about bragging rights and The Lonely Island make good use of that and set up the hilarity of the rest of the album. “The Lonely Island was beaten to death with their own dicks,” (a quote from the intro), should tell you absolutely everything you’re getting into. Most of the songs on the album are short and sweet; parody songs are best in small doses anyway.
The goal of The Lonely Island is to poke fun of the music industry, mainly hip-hop, with songs that hyperbolize recurring themes. Forget about one-night stands, Lonely Island is about hugs and hugging all night. Forget about going crunk, their going kindergarten. Forget getting about cursing excessively, they could give two honks about what you say. For the love of God, they even have a song where they spell out their lyrics; Macklemore is on his I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T hustle, Lonely Island are J-U-S-T-S-H-O-R-T-O-N-C-A-S-H.
I would say that some of the songs wear thin on funny. While some songs are downright funny, others feel forced like they were trying to push out a whole 20 track CD. If you don’t listen to comedy music, then stay away from this album; you will get irritated. If you like fart jokes, gay jokes, and other low brow humor, then you probably have this album already.