The debate began before Eric Frederic, aka rapper Ricky Reed or that guy who gets #STUPiDFACEDD, took the stage at the Hard Rock Hotel party. The question was, “Is Wallpaper a joke?” With the group’s budding single “F***ING BEST SONG EVERRR” you can’t help but smirk–or can you?

The Black Eyed Peas wouldn’t think twice when asked if “Let’s Get It Started” or “I Gotta Feeling” were artistic pop songs. They are. But can the same be said about “F***ING BEST SONG EVERRR” or “#STUPiDFACEDD?”  or “I Got Soul (I’m So Wasted).” Now while my friends argue Wallpaper is trash, I disagree. I see social critique. I mean, the guy made a song called “Booty Tweet” calling it the new booty call. It’s silly, but yes, kind of true. His appearance (with thick gold chains and stunner shades), over indulgence of auto-tune, and outlandish content is fun, silly—and yet, also suggestive of what pop culture likes, follows and hypes.

Wallpaper didn’t walk on stage, they charged it like the Jets in West Side Story. Ricky Reed and his posse that included pink-haired vocalist, Novena Carmel, brought more energy than the Energizer Bunny. They kept going, and going, batting back beach balls to the crowd with drumsticks, hopping around in Hammer pants, or choreographed dancing. The feeling spread onto the smiling crowd that danced in the afternoon sun like nothing mattered because it didn’t. We were all too stupid faced to care.