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| Holy Sh*t, Saturday Comes After Friday!? |
First, there was the Jonas Brothers, then Bieber Fever and now - the Black Plague. Admittedly, this Black Plague won’t kill almost half the population of Europe, but I’m sure that percentage will be left dead on the inside by it.
So what day does come after Friday, which seat should we take if multiple options present themselves, and just how far can the utter stupidity of some people stretch itself? All of these are valid questions, and all are legitimately answered in thirteen year-old Rebecca Black’s debut single, Friday.
I literally can’t describe the song or the video, and I don’t particularly want to, at risk of being charged with assisted suicide. In fact, the only way I can put it is, imagine if Rainman had a pen, his own recording company and a calendar, then dumb it down a bit.
The main issue I take with the video stems down to three things. Firstly, where the fuck did the bus go? Secondly, how did a group of thirteen year-olds get access to a car? And Thirdly, surely there's something just a little bit amiss with a middle-aged stereotypical bloated version of Usher heading to the same party as said thirteen year-olds.
The YouTube phenomenon has sparked more criticism than praise and will definitely leave you in a state of confusion. Like Lost, Rebecca Black’s debut single will leave you with more questions than answers, but, sadly, unlike Lost, she isn’t trapped on an island for all eternity.
I think whether you like it or not, Rebecca Black is here to stay along with Justin Bieber, Willow Smith and all the other little antichrists. So, unless you can fart out Alphabetti Spaghetti to make better lyrics than Black’s (which you probably can), I'd get used to it.
Sorry it's such a short post this week guys! I've been seriously busy, and for that reason, there won't be a usual second post tomorrow, but normal service will resume next week! Keep up the views too, your support has been amazing, and the blog couldn't have progressed at all without you!
So what day does come after Friday, which seat should we take if multiple options present themselves, and just how far can the utter stupidity of some people stretch itself? All of these are valid questions, and all are legitimately answered in thirteen year-old Rebecca Black’s debut single, Friday.
I literally can’t describe the song or the video, and I don’t particularly want to, at risk of being charged with assisted suicide. In fact, the only way I can put it is, imagine if Rainman had a pen, his own recording company and a calendar, then dumb it down a bit.
The main issue I take with the video stems down to three things. Firstly, where the fuck did the bus go? Secondly, how did a group of thirteen year-olds get access to a car? And Thirdly, surely there's something just a little bit amiss with a middle-aged stereotypical bloated version of Usher heading to the same party as said thirteen year-olds.
The YouTube phenomenon has sparked more criticism than praise and will definitely leave you in a state of confusion. Like Lost, Rebecca Black’s debut single will leave you with more questions than answers, but, sadly, unlike Lost, she isn’t trapped on an island for all eternity.
I think whether you like it or not, Rebecca Black is here to stay along with Justin Bieber, Willow Smith and all the other little antichrists. So, unless you can fart out Alphabetti Spaghetti to make better lyrics than Black’s (which you probably can), I'd get used to it.
Sorry it's such a short post this week guys! I've been seriously busy, and for that reason, there won't be a usual second post tomorrow, but normal service will resume next week! Keep up the views too, your support has been amazing, and the blog couldn't have progressed at all without you!
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