Poor Mojo's Newswire

Nothing about Die Antwoord ever really suggested that they WEREN'T art school drop-outs with a half-finished thesis paper on post-Weimar Republic performance art. Dude was wearing Dark Side of the Moon boxers for goodness' sake, and the girl had on a t-shirt that probably cost 599.419 South African Rand. If you looked at their website, which is beautiful and interesting, they give a shout out to their HAIR STYLIST. The "Ninja" video was a Keith Haring nightmare.

I am just saying: let us not turn our backs on Die Antwoord. Not now. I'm sure for some reason everyone would have liked it better if they were actually borderline mentally-retarded Poor Children from Ghettos covered in Generic Cheetoes Dust and Meth Crumbs or whatever, but none of these new revelations makes what they are doing any less great.

We all agreed that we should give them whatever they want, and I maintain that that is still the smart thing to do. It was always "give them whatever they want because what they are doing is great," not "give them whatever they want unless I find out that they are not actually addicted to Jenkem in attempt to escape from their abject misery." The joy that we felt at discovering them was unapproachable, and nothing can take that away from us.