Archive of the former Yahoo!Groups mailing list: The Mellotron Group

Jesus. Christ. Almighty.

How can you make a song about deciding what seat of a car to sit in, and about how Saturday comes after Friday and how Sunday comes 'aft-urrrr-wurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrds'? It appears that Friday is spent singing about it being Friday. That is not fun at all.

This sort of infeasible dreck makes me want to rip off my balls and feed them to the zoo animals. Part of me - well okay...most of me - would really like to see that fixed smile taken off her face with battery acid and a bandsaw. If someone strolled in and smashed her in the teeth with a concrete bollard after she - or the autotuner - drones the line 'I see my frieeeehhhhhhhhnds' it might have been perfect. But it's not. And why the autotuner. The song has one note. Mostly. And she cannot even sing it!!!

I tried the second tune but it sounded exactly like the other one.

The world has just ended.

Kill her with fire. Kill. Kill. Kill.

On 17/03/2011 01:51, fdoddy@aol.com wrote:

 

You have to check out these songs by Rebecca Black.  It is a train wreck!  Autotuned to oblivian.  Banal doesn't even begin to describe this travesty.  I laughed so hard I almost cried and the sad thing is it's not meant to be funny.  My son turned me on to this.  It is the end of western civilization and the terrorists have won.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNmjqDGnQvI


fritz