This song definitely needs a marimba or two to fill out the mid-range. A nice string section could really add a lot. Nothing says MY PAPA IS A SUPER GIANT like the London Philharmonic blazing away in the background. Throw in a tuba solo for some added suspense and sophistication. Record a theremin part to add some sex appeal. Nothing says sexy like indistinct monotonous wailing. And finally, it needs more cowbell.
Don’t get me wrong, I like the direction he’s taking; very edgy, very raw, very cool. It sounds like a sharp mound of uncooked hamburger in music form. Which is obviously a good thing. And it’s not like you can’t relate to the guy. We all have a papa of some sort. Most of them aren’t super giants, but basketball players have kids, too.