Monday, March 17, 2008

Something to think about

Mood Tired
Music Let me kiss you- Morrissey

yesterday I read this guy's blog and it got me thinking,
it was about music,
about reality shows and although he is in the UK and the shows are different there
we have them here as well
American Idol
Canadian Idol
those shows I don't have a huge problem with because its basically a glorified talent show
and the talent obviously is there
there is another show however that makes my blood boil
'Pussy cat Dolls present: Girlicious'
I don't understand how one could just create a group like that
it pisses me off
i just can't comprehend how people do this!
its stupid!
and yet they will make money
and people will buy their pathetic attempts at making 'music'
how many proper bands have known each other for a few weeks before embarking on something of that caliber?
its not right.
and the worst part
the worst part is the fact that they are all basically
sluts
yes, I said it
if you were a true talented musician you should be able to wear a burka (i think thats what they are called. Those things th women wear in the middle east that you only see their eyes) and still make amazing music
not have to wear booty shorts and non existent shirts to get attention
your talent should do that
not your sex appeal
especially when their target market is young girls
I mean I'm not old in the least, hell I'm barley legal (4 more months)
but the younger generation is pathetic
they dress sluttier
act sluttier
everything
it truly disgusts me
it's the media I tell you
and they flock to it like moths to a flame
look like this,
act like this
you'll be cool
what ever happened to just being you
being who you want to be and not what others tell you to
I just noticed that my topic moved on from music to media, oh well
speaking of music
more specifically: Rap music
W T F
is all I have to say I mean really
a song about lip gloss?
a song about elevators?
very imaginative
and yet people like it
they're like mindless freaking drones
if they were going to listen to rap they might as well at least listen to Biggie or NWA at least they were people you could respect
and they had proper music
kinda
I'm not much of a fan
but it sure as hell is better than
'my lip gloss be poppin'
what does that even mean??
I'd like to know

What you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you know

They say my lip gloss is cool
My lip gloss be poppin
I'm standing at my locker
and all the boys keep stoppin

What you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you know

They say my lip gloss is poppin
My lip gloss is cool
All the boys be jockin
They chase me after school

Mac Mac, Loreal yep cause I'm worth it
Love the way I puts it on so perfect
Wipe the corners of my mouth so I work it
When I walk down the hallway they cant say nothin
Oh oh oh my lips so luscious
The way I spice it up with the Mac Mac brushes
Loreal got them most watermelon crushes
That's probably the reason all these boys got crushes

What you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you know

They say my lip gloss is poppin
My lip gloss is cool
All the boys keep jockin
They chase me after school

When its time for lunch my lips still rock
Lil mama melon with the hot pink top
Cherry, vanilla, flavors its a virtue
They, lovin, lip gloss universal
The boys really like it
The girls don't speak
They rolling they eyes
They lip gloss cheap
It ain't my fault
But I could upgrade you
Show you how to use nice things
with nice flavors

What you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you know

They say my lip gloss is cool
My lip gloss be poppin
I'm standing at my locker
and all the boys keep stoppin

What you know bout me
What you what you know bout me
What you know bout me
What you what you know

They say my lip gloss is poppin
My lip gloss is cool
[Lip Gloss lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

All the boys keep jockin
They chase me after school

Cause myyyyyy
Lip glosssss
Its poppin (x4)
Cause myyyyyy
Lip glosssss
Its poppin (x4)

No Music [Clap x4]

Oh, Who you know spit it hard to a hand clap
She ain't whack
So I tell a corny n***a hand dat
To a record label while I get my hair wrapped
Then I let it fall under my New York Yankee cap
Anybody that know better
That got chedda
Bet go getta
Cuz ya already know I'm where its at
And if Im rollin
Im ridin
I got my homies beside me
I tell Ben drop me off he like

Where its at
I gets it poppin
Im droppin
Ya'll know I dont play
And know my swag is official to what my flow say
And any club that's poppin my record gon play
Rest in peace to Haze and Lil Zay Zay

No Music [Clap x4]

Sittin in 8th period thought I was in trouble
Dean called me on the loud speaker on the double
I stepped in her office like yes, Ms McClarkson
She like girl ran out of my lip gloss and
write down where you get yours from
cause I must admit that bubblegum

its poppin
its poppin
its poppin
she ain't frontin

and uh

I be lovin it
I be I be lovin it
and uh
I be usin it
I be I be usin it
and uh
I be rubbin it
I be I be rubbin it
On my lips my lips, uh
my lip gloss


how is that considered music?
now compare that rubbish to...


All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are

Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby I'm your man...

Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity...
Romeo and Juliet

40,000 men and women everyday... Like Romeo and
Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine
happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like
they are

Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby I'm your man...

Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear we couldn't go on
The door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don't be afraid

Come on baby... And we had no fear
And we ran to him... Then we started to fly
We looked backward and said goodbye
We had become like they are
We had taken his hand
We had become like they are

Come on baby...don't fear the reaper


who would have thought it actually makes sense
it's a story
wow
it's seems to be a foreign concept to todays 'rappers'
just something to think about.

Music is the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.
-- Ludwig van Beethoven

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