
In honor of St. Patrick's Day, I present you with the Irish-American House of Pain and the only song you know of theirs, "Jump Around." Hailing from Boston, these funky white boys (why do all funky white boys come from Boston? A question for another day, perhaps), released their hit around the same time as Kris Kross's "Jump," resulting in a lot of hopping about from pop rap fans in 1992. Although you probably hear some variation of this song whenever you go to an organized sporting event, it's fun to listen to it as a way to commemorate a holiday that has nothing at all to do with us.
Speak for yourself. A holiday comprized of acting a fool and shitfaced pretty much has everything to do with me.
It isn't spelled with a z.