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“Someone spent 30 seconds writing a song and I spent half an hour recording it!“
While we’re waiting for 50 Cent’s new . . . “movie” . . . to come out (“Things Fall Apart.” Google it. Watch the trailer. Wince from the pain it inflicts upon your being), and given the state of the world right now, America is begging for something fabulously horrifying to make fun of. And I’ve totally got you covered. I am pleased to present to you Rebecca Black’s “Friday,” a song of such epically bad proportions that it should, nay, MUST, be seen. It’s not that Rebecca’s voice isn’t adequately passable (it is), although she doesn’t seem to quite grasp the flimsy concept of the “video.” No, it’s the song itself, a Ke$ha-for-the-tweens-esque meditation on that wonderful day that comes before Saturday. Filled with such meaningful lyrics as “Yesterday was Thursday/Today is Friday/Tomorrow is Saturday/And Sunday comes afterwards,” this song will change your life. Though definitely not in the way intended. A part of me is hoping this is an elaborate hoax, but most of me just wants this to be pure, simple, unadulterated crap that everyone involved took seriously. But enough talk — just watch. (I will warn you that once you have seen this video, you cannot unsee it. It will haunt you. You’re welcome.)