Showing posts with label pop music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pop music. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

This song drives me nuts

Let me start off with this: I actually like Bruno Mars. I think he's got a good voice and like every other woman on Earth loved "Just The Way You Are" and would probably melt into a pile of goo if some idiot played it on a acoustic guitar for me or something cheesy and stupid like that.



That being said "The Lazy Song" is just stupid. I get it, he wants to do something that sounds like some Jack Johnson song or maybe Jason Mraz or whatever. One of those boring twits. Actually the song kinda does remind me of the Jack Johnson song from the Curious George soundtrack. And it's not bad if you don't really listen to the words, which I'm learning more and more these days, lyrics are such an afterthought in music and even for the listener. It's almost like artists have figured out that most people can't even remember the titles of songs so why bother giving them words that mean anything or make any sense?



Some of my favorite parts of this track:

"I'm gonna kick my feet up then stare at the fan
Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants
Nobody's gon' tell me I can't

I'll be lounging on the couch just chilling in my Snuggie
Click to MTV so they can teach me how to dougie
'Cause in my castle I'm the freaking man"

So wait is he sitting around Al Bundy style or wearing a stupid Snuggie? And why on Earth would you write a song about that? Either way? Stupid. And kinda gross.

"The Lazy Song"


Today I don't feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything

I'm gonna kick my feet up then stare at the fan
Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants
Nobody's gon' tell me I can't

I'll be lounging on the couch just chilling in my Snuggie
Click to MTV so they can teach me how to dougie
'Cause in my castle I'm the freaking man

Oh yes, I said it, I said it
I said it 'cause I can

Today I don't feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything
Nothing at all, nothing at all

Tomorrow I'll wake up, do some P90X
Find a really nice girl, have some really nice sex
And she's gonna scream out
This is great
(Oh my god, this is great)

Yeah, I might mess around
And get my college degree
I bet my old man will be so proud of me
But sorry pops, you'll just have to wait

Oh yes, I said it, I said it
I said it 'cause I can

Today I don't feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything

No, I ain't gonna comb my hair
'Cause I ain't going anywhere
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

I'll just strut in my birthday suit
And let everything hang loose
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, today I don't feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don't feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything

Nothing at all
Nothing at all
Nothing at all

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

technology sucks

Digital software is making it easier and easier for any dumbass with two arms and a Macbook Pro to do welll... whatever they want to rape our ears with the audio equal of dog shit. It's been happening in the DJ community for awhile now, as you know, everone's a DJ with a Mac Book Pro.



"My dog, he DJ's..."

It seems like this has blown up all over pop music lately. There's a lot of bad stuff out there but man if Ark Music Factory aren't the worst offenders. You know the people who brought us Rebecca Black's "Friday." It's like Ark Music Factory is this giant glaring example that god hates us and wants us to be unhappy. The dog balls that Ark puts out and actually makes money off of is a form of international terrorism. Seriously. How do I know?

BECAUSE THERE IS MORE OF IT. NO JOKE.



Oh god no please no

Look let me just put it down for you... if you're super rich and have 2-5k to throw down on doing something bad ass for your kid, awesome, but INVEST IT IN MUSIC LESSONS. Don't just drop them off at the "Shitty Music for Stupid People Factory," with that one guy who raps in ever video and think you got them started on a musical career. Ark Music Factory is like freakin' child abuse.

At very least its sonic adult abuse. Why does this shit even exist?

Friday, March 18, 2011

please god tell me what is going on here



I don't even know where to begin with Rebecca Black's "Friday." I mean I get it, she's a kid making irritating music for kids. But what kids "get down" and "party" on Fridays? I mean I can't imagine anyone over the age of 10 listening to this crap without gouging their ear drums out with a stick.

Please god tell me this is a joke. Like I've been Rick Rolled or something.... jeeze. I have to go vomit in my own face right now....

"Friday"

(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah


7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)

Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend


7:45, we’re drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it

Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

[Chorus]

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday

Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

[Bridge]

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today

Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after...wards
I don’t want this weekend to end

[Rap Verse]

R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin’ in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
I’m drivin’, cruisin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, switchin’ lanes
Wit’ a car up on my side (Woo!)
(C’mon) Passin’ by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it’s Friday, it’s a weekend
We gonna have fun, c’mon, c’mon, y’all

[Chorus]

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

Monday, December 20, 2010

what the hell is this band even called?

Okay before I start ripping this song, let me say that individually these two "artists" have done stuff I've really really liked, but these two together in one song? It's like a herpes bomb blew up in my ears.



I feel disgusting watching the video. These dudes are so greasy. Ke$ha most likely reeks of Jack Daniels from her purse. I'm also trying to figure out why the 3OH!3 dudes are YELLING this crap at my screen. Stop just stop.

I don't know what the sound they're going for here in this noisy collaboration but really all it's doing is making me nauseated and giving me a headache. Sorry guys. Individually I can handle your respective skankiness but when you combine them? No, it's too much sleeze and dumb for one song. Can't deal. Pass the ear plugs.

AND LEARN TO SPELL WITHOUT NUMBERS AND COMPUTER SYMBOLS, ALL OF YOU! GAHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Friday, December 17, 2010

file this under useless

Nicki Minaj is useless.



Look I've done my tours of duty in top 40. And I LOVED IT. Some of my best times were working for the top 40 in SLO but you have got to be kidding me with this heap of crap. And Will.I.Am, we're all aware you like money now.

I can't even find rude enough words to talk about how much I want to pull my ears off and jab my eyes with a stick whenever I hear this heap of crap (which I am listening to now just for you guys.)

I hope the Buggles are making big cash for this.

I know I know, she's a FEMALE RAPPER and she's all POWERFUL and I should support but no, this is just crap. Sorry Nicki...

THESE WORDS HURT MY FEELINGS

"Check it Out"

[Will.i.am]
Step up in the party like my name was Mr. T
All these hating naggers ain’t got nothing on me.
Honestly I gotta stay as fly as I can be
If you lick and roll it you get super OG
Mine is always ? cause I'm fly, fly, fly
Dummies they can’t touch me cause I'm floating sky high
I stay nigga-rific you don’t need to ask why
You can try and see with your eyes

[Bridge]
I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing.
This club is heating, this party’s blazing.
I can’t believe it, this beat is banging.
I can’t believe it, I can’t believe i-it.

[Chorus]
(Hey) Check It Out (x10)
(Yeah yeah, I’m feeling it now-ow)
Check It Out (x3)

[Nicki Minaj]
Stepped up in the party like my name was “that b***h”.
All these haters mad because I’m so established.
They know I’m a beast, yeah I’m a f**king savage
Haters you can kill yourself.
In my space shuttle and I’m not coming down
I’m a stereo and she’s just so monotone
Sometimes it’s just me and all my bottles all alone
I ain’t coming back this time.

[Chorus]
(Hey) Check It Out (x10)
(Yeah yeah, I’m feeling it now-ow)
Check It Out (x3)
Check this mother-f**ker OUT!
It got me in the club, in the club, just rocking like this…

The DunDun
The sun done
Yep, the sun done
Came up, but we still up in dungeon
The DunDun
Yep, in London
Competition, why yes I would love some
How the f**k they get mad cause they run done.
Mad cause I’m getting money in abundance
Man I can’t even count all of these hundreds
Duffle bag every time I go to SunTrust
I leave the rest just to collect interest
I mean interest
F**k my nemesis
Exclamation… just for emphasis
And I don’t sympathize, cause you a simple b***h
I just pop up on these hoes on some pimple sh*t
And put the iron to your face you old wrinkled b***h

We just had to kill it
We on the radio hotter than a skillet
We in the club making party people holla
Money in the bank we be getting top dollar
I’m a big baller,
You a little smaller
Step up to my level, you need to grow a little taller
I’m shot caller
Get up off my collar
You a Chihuahua
I’m a Rottweiler

[Bridge]
I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing.
I can’t believe it, this beat is banging.
I can’t believe it, it’s so amazing.
I can’t believe it, I can’t believe i-it.

[Chorus]
(Hey) Check It Out (x10)
Check It Out (x3)