Same here.
As for me, I don't have any allegiance to keeping music "true" and I don't feel like I owe it to anyone to make "real" music. If this opportunity presented itself to me as it has Rebecca, I'd be all over it in a heartbeat.
-Mike
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R.I.P music
- Thread starter Mark Wilson
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Same here.
As for me, I don't have any allegiance to keeping music "true" and I don't feel like I owe it to anyone to make "real" music. If this opportunity presented itself to me as it has Rebecca, I'd be all over it in a heartbeat.
-Mike
It doesn't sound like it's aimed at pre-teens imo, and even if it was, I would still consider it very sketchy. I'm (hopefully) not the kind of person to 'jump on it' sort of thing, I just find that lyrical?diatribe indefensible really, whomever the company was aiming at. I sympathise with Ms Black though, she's going to be stuck with that millstone for a while.
+1 It's a business, they have to come up with a product, if the market is there it will be provided for, what they need is better quality control I think as far as the tracks etc are concerned.
You certainly could not argue that her lyrics are any worse than Eddie Murphy, "I Want to Party All The Time". It's almost the exact same message and that song was aimed at adults.
Don't go dragging Eddie Murphy into this. That song of his is one of the best ever from the 80's. I listen to it all the tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime, yeah-ah.
-Mike
-Mike
if you guys really want something to laugh about, check out the website of the "label"
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I like how the first thing you see is "is ark music factory a scam?"
also I like the alana lee blurb, who is billed as "introduced Rebecca Black to Ark Music"
I'd love to see some guy on another record label who is billing himself as "the guy who bought 50 cent a CD in 1994"
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I like how the first thing you see is "is ark music factory a scam?"
also I like the alana lee blurb, who is billed as "introduced Rebecca Black to Ark Music"
I'd love to see some guy on another record label who is billing himself as "the guy who bought 50 cent a CD in 1994"
Yes, but adults are supposed to know better
Heres the synopsis of the track from Wiki
The song tells a harrowing tale from the perspective of a heartbroken lover, portrayed in the first-person by Eddie Murphy. He begins by questioning, perhaps rhetorically, why the female he is currently participating in a relationship with would want to cause him emotional pain. The narrator goes on to list expensive and fancy items he's purchased for her, including, but not limited to: Champagne, Roses, and Diamond rings. Despite the items that the narrator has given, the female still insists on staying out all night (presumably in the company of other men). The narrator then poses perhaps another rhetorical question as to what he should do to remedy this depressing situation. The listener is then repeatedly informed that the narrator's "girl" wishes to attend nightclubs and house parties at all hours of the day and night. Later on, the narrator points out that he's acted as a voyeur and observed said female whilst she was present at an unknown nightclub. She was seen, presumably by the narrator, providing her telephone number to virtually every male patron of the club that she came in verbal contact with. We are then informed that the narrator's female companion never arrives at their place of residence in the evening. Her absence is believed to be caused by infidelity, presumably with one or many of the men she became acquainted with earlier that evening. The narrator then goes on to wish that his female companion would instead have sexual intercourse with him, instead of the many other men she has been copulating with.
meh, people are stupid and will buy and believe anything, if people want a song really badly, then this is a really bad song.
To be blunt though, I have to agree with all of those who really aren't surprised, or angry at the song(s). This stuff has been mass-manufactured for a really long time, it doesn't surprise me that there's more of it going on. I think it ties in with consumerist/capitalist western culture - we (I mean people) want something that's quick, easy to digest, and disposable. Real music isn't dead - you're just gonna have to look for it.
To be blunt though, I have to agree with all of those who really aren't surprised, or angry at the song(s). This stuff has been mass-manufactured for a really long time, it doesn't surprise me that there's more of it going on. I think it ties in with consumerist/capitalist western culture - we (I mean people) want something that's quick, easy to digest, and disposable. Real music isn't dead - you're just gonna have to look for it.
Wait, it's just dawned on me, what Ms Black was subliminally communicating was the underlining connotations of freedom of choice and the difficult decisions to be made therein, and also addresses the fact of the concept of time and it's constrictions, i.e Friday is still followed by Saturday in 2011, this points to the neglected research into the importance of time travel imo.
Wow, 8 pages and no one has mentioned how folks are up in arms because of the so-called cyber-bullying resulting from this video. Where is your sense of feel-goodery, TBOT?
Let's fast forward to when Ms. Black is in her late 30s, is fat and frumpy-looking, waiting in line at the Post Office with several ill-behaved children in tow. She steps up to the counter, and the clerk recognizes her name, and starts singing this monstrosity back at her.
"FRIDAY! FRIDAY! FRIDAY! FRIDAY!" like the klaxon alarm on a WWII submarine.
Imagine her shame then...
Let's fast forward to when Ms. Black is in her late 30s, is fat and frumpy-looking, waiting in line at the Post Office with several ill-behaved children in tow. She steps up to the counter, and the clerk recognizes her name, and starts singing this monstrosity back at her.
"FRIDAY! FRIDAY! FRIDAY! FRIDAY!" like the klaxon alarm on a WWII submarine.
Imagine her shame then...
You jest, yet this poetic interpretation is exactly what Ms. Black means and considers in day to day life.
I agree with your take on freedom of choice, at least we are still able to choose there. If you like the track, you like it, but in the case of the reaction to this particular track, I guess you could say it's hit a nerve with a majority of the audience it was aimed at, they don't seem to think the same as the songwriter? doing the thinking for them.
This is not the first song about the calendar, either:
(excerpt from Zappa's Greggery Peccary):
...
G.P. I must plummet boldly forward to my ultra-avant laminated simulated replica mahogany desk with the strategically placed, imported very hip water pipe, and the latest edition of the "Whole Earth catalog", and rack my agile mind for a spectacular new trend, thereby rejuvenating our limping economy and providing for bored miserable people everywhere, some great new thing to identify with.
Stenographers: We have got all the little answers to the things that might be bothering you.
G.P. We have got your little toys. (We're busy makin' 'em)
Stenographers: Busy makin' 'em. Where is he making them.
G.P. Busy making them, just for you. Highly efficient Mrs Snodgrass.
F.Z. And with that, Greggery turned & strode nonchalantly into his
dinky little office, with the desk, and the catalog, and the
very hip water pipe, and proceeded with a vigor and
determination know only to piglets of a similarly diminutive
proportion to single-handedly invent the calendar. With his
eyes rolled heavenward, and his little shiny pig hoofs on the
desk, Greggery ponders the question of eternity, and
fractional divisions thereof, as mysterious angelic voices,
sing to him from a great distance, providing the necessary
clues for the construction of his new thrilling new trend.
G.P. Sunday, Sunday, whow.
Sunday, Saturday, Tuesday through Monday, Monday.
Sunday, Saturday.
F.Z. And thus the calendar, in all of its colorful disguises, was
presented to the board and miserable people everywhere.
...
(excerpt from Zappa's Greggery Peccary):
...
G.P. I must plummet boldly forward to my ultra-avant laminated simulated replica mahogany desk with the strategically placed, imported very hip water pipe, and the latest edition of the "Whole Earth catalog", and rack my agile mind for a spectacular new trend, thereby rejuvenating our limping economy and providing for bored miserable people everywhere, some great new thing to identify with.
Stenographers: We have got all the little answers to the things that might be bothering you.
G.P. We have got your little toys. (We're busy makin' 'em)
Stenographers: Busy makin' 'em. Where is he making them.
G.P. Busy making them, just for you. Highly efficient Mrs Snodgrass.
F.Z. And with that, Greggery turned & strode nonchalantly into his
dinky little office, with the desk, and the catalog, and the
very hip water pipe, and proceeded with a vigor and
determination know only to piglets of a similarly diminutive
proportion to single-handedly invent the calendar. With his
eyes rolled heavenward, and his little shiny pig hoofs on the
desk, Greggery ponders the question of eternity, and
fractional divisions thereof, as mysterious angelic voices,
sing to him from a great distance, providing the necessary
clues for the construction of his new thrilling new trend.
G.P. Sunday, Sunday, whow.
Sunday, Saturday, Tuesday through Monday, Monday.
Sunday, Saturday.
F.Z. And thus the calendar, in all of its colorful disguises, was
presented to the board and miserable people everywhere.
...
Well at least there are still some bands making actual music. I think anyways. Are some bands still making music?
The bands I listen to are still making music..
I do feel bad for the family in a way... they are probably going to be laughed at for a while about this... and I think that they didn't want this...
This girl knows how to cash in. It's good to know that she is taking it all in stride.
Looks like she is going to be even richer... is that a flat screen TV I see in the back of her room?
