Guest blog by Erin Mitchell
Erin and I also worked together in Denver in film publicity. Erin actually started as our intern and quickly became an invaluable addition to the office. She then packed her bags and moved to Los Angeles where she currently works in television production. She has become a great friend, and she shares my love of pop culture. Enjoy her post on “Teen Mom” Farrah Abraham’s new single.
No. Just… NO!! This is wrong on so many levels. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a huge music snob and despise the “Top 40” but give me Katy Perry, Lady Gaga or (and I can’t believe I’m about to type this but…) Rebecca Black any day over this dreck (yeah, I said dreck).
This chick is “famous” because WHY? Oh yeah, she got knocked up at sixteen and went on some idiotic reality show to cry about it. Great, let’s celebrate that by plastering her face on the cover of every magazine, giving her a book deal and letting her record an album. And I use the word album loosely. Just have a listen to this track, “Finally Getting Up From Rock Bottom,” and see for yourself.
What do you even call this genre of music? It sounds like robots knockin’ boots (new genre of music perhaps?) Although, in reality, I think robots getting it on might actually sound better. It’s been reported that the U.S. government uses the “Sesame Street” theme song on repeat to torture prisoners but if I really wanted to torture someone I would play them this song. I don’t even think it would need to be put on a continuous loop…once oughtta do it before I cracked!
I’m not a mother, but I would never let my kids listen to this because I don’t believe in glamorizing these 15 minutes of fame reality “stars” and because this simply isn’t music. It’s crap like this that teaches kids that they can achieve easy fame by going on TV and airing their problems for everyone to see.
Don’t worry kids, you don’t even have to work because the book deals and record deals will be a plenty! I guess we can’t totally dictate what our kids listen to but I hope that one day my kids will have enough common sense to figure out that these “reality” stars aren’t worth their time.
Viva The Beatles, The Rolling Stones… hell, anything but Farrah whatshername.