All of us should really just step back, calm down, and read some Wittgenstein. Sorry, you lost me here.
hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss Really the reason I hate Sleigh Ride is because it's the fucking Stars and Stripes of Christmas concerts and the part for french horn is JUST AS BORING.
Jesus Christ, I'm sorry I posted it already. I'd like to clear something up here: I never ever said "Rap is the worst music ever". I, like Kreayshawn herself, am a generic white girl who fucking loves rap. But I don't look at it and go "Hey, I could do that!" and I think she did. I could go on and on about how I think she fits into this new sort of Lady-Gaga like artist who's all 'kooky' and does nothing more than wearing underwear on stage. And like Lady Gaga she traded in talent for fame. Not everybody has to agree with me but that's what I think. You like it and that's cool, but I hate it and that's also cool. And yes, I was using a hyperbole as a joke. I don't actually think Kreayshawn is the worst thing in the world (because clearly that's Justin Bieber amirite you guys). I have some decent arguments to make (or at least I think so) but I thought bringing them to a thread called "The music you like is dumb" would be useless. Also, I'm European and I like various kinds of music like rap, metal, pop, jazz, electronic, alternative rock etc. Just not Kreayshawn.
Man, I'm open-minded as hell about music. That doesn't change the fact that Kreayshawn is the literally the worst thing that has ever happened.
Novices? Tuvan throat-singing isn't that obscure these days. There's weirder, more faux elitist stuff out there (not that I listen to it).
I'm still stuck on that Gucci song. That song is hilarious when you actually sit down and repeatedly listen to it. Please let that be the new rickroll.
One time, when I was living with a bunch of my friends in a house of non-stop debauchery in the early 90s, we got super, super high* and sat around listening to Diamanda Galas. Halfway through, my one friend goes "Who's that playing guitar?" and my other friend and I look at each other and go "Uhhhhh, that's not a guitar. She's singing." Friend #1 quietly took that information in, and calmly walked up to the CD player, and ejected the CD. "Don't ever play that again." * It actually sort of wasn't our fault. We had some fairly poor-quality weed that we had gotten really cheap, so we thought we'd use it for baking. Which we totally did - whipped up a bunch of pot cookies. But then we realized we also wanted just regular cookies too, so we made some of those as well. But THEN, because we were geniuses, we ended up putting all the cookies we made into one Tupperware container, and only realized later that we had no idea which ones were the regular and which ones were, um, potted. So CLEARLY the answer was to EAT ALL OF THEM, JUST TO MAKE SURE. Simultaneously the best and worst idea I ever had.
I really hope someone is compiling madkevin's posts to make an unofficial biography. I would totally kickstart that.
I hate all music except Super Bon Bon. And I only like Super Bon Bon when I'm doing a home invasion or shooting up a warehouse of drug lords.
I've threatened to write an unauthorized one with embellishments if he doesn't promise to put together an auto-bio.