The craziness of some unknown magnet within my spirit that attracts some of the damdest things to come flying at me!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
(F)Owl City, (I want to set them on) Fire flies
Do you ever hear a new song on the radio and instantly want to pull your spine out because it is the most intelligence sucking, eardrum raping thing you have ever heard? Well, I do. And Owl City "Fireflies" is the culprit. I heard it for the first time about a month ago. I gave it a chance and listened to it all the way through. I then shut the radio off and called Miss Sara and told her that the song was the dumbest fucking thing I had ever heard. She said, and I quote, "I have to say that at first I agreed with you, but it grows on you. I was singing it in the shower the other day." I told her then and I repeat it now, just because it has wormed it's way into your brain, doesn't mean it's good. Lots of things grow on you that suck balls. Syphillis for instance. It grows on you and eats similar holes in your tissue, turning it into swiss cheese, but that doesn't mean it's good. The drug ecstasy I'm told is lots of fun (came out after I got clean, so no first hand account), but also has the same burrowing effects. Flesh eating viruses. They grow and multiply, but, THEY EAT YOUR FLESH. So, my apologies to the apparent millions of people who have turned Owl City Fireflies into a chart busting hit, but you seriously need some musical medication before it's too late. Your Artistic IQ points have dipped to a dangerous level. Let me know if you need some help filling those holes in your lobes back in, and I'll give you some great suggestions for some REAL talent. Until then, I beg of you, do yourself a favor and turn the damn channel when that beat blasphemy comes across the airwaves. Put Fireflies in a jar and forget to poke holes in the top. Let it die. You'll thank me later. ;)
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