The CD from Hell...

Every morning I'm awakened by the blaring sound of a cheap clock radio cranked up to the point of distortion, tuned to a pop radio station that plays the same damned shit every single fucking morning. "Pumped Up Kicks", "I'll Drink To That" (or whatever it's called from Rihanna), that Stevie Wonder-sounding motherfucker with the trippy guitar groove ("I am in miserrryyyyyy"), and that same obnoxious Avril Levigne "short shorts" song they've been spinning relentlessly for two years now.
My little girl just came down and asked if I minded if she played her new CD in my sound system while she works out in the gym. Thought that was cute and gave her the go ahead. I don't know where she got this -- I think most of her CD's come included with McDonald's Happy Meals -- but this thing is a compilation of ALL those most hated, overplayed to the point of torture, current pop tunes. When I go to Hell, I fear Satan will have this disc waiting for me, ready to spin it non-stop... I could play TNT's "New Territory" and think I was in Heaven right about now.
Not sure what track it's on now, but I'm fully expecting to hear some Nickelback any moment now. Talk about a band who sold out quicker than a real GnR reunion would. They had one really worthy song ("I love your pants around your feet..."), then they jumped on the fast water slide into suckitude. This latest song that's being played is the final insult to injury... pure pop fluff, laced with Chad Kroeger's perfectly delivered gravely corporate growl. If I hear that song coming out of my jam box, I'm ripping the CD out and tossing it into the shredder. She'll get over it.

My little girl just came down and asked if I minded if she played her new CD in my sound system while she works out in the gym. Thought that was cute and gave her the go ahead. I don't know where she got this -- I think most of her CD's come included with McDonald's Happy Meals -- but this thing is a compilation of ALL those most hated, overplayed to the point of torture, current pop tunes. When I go to Hell, I fear Satan will have this disc waiting for me, ready to spin it non-stop... I could play TNT's "New Territory" and think I was in Heaven right about now.
Not sure what track it's on now, but I'm fully expecting to hear some Nickelback any moment now. Talk about a band who sold out quicker than a real GnR reunion would. They had one really worthy song ("I love your pants around your feet..."), then they jumped on the fast water slide into suckitude. This latest song that's being played is the final insult to injury... pure pop fluff, laced with Chad Kroeger's perfectly delivered gravely corporate growl. If I hear that song coming out of my jam box, I'm ripping the CD out and tossing it into the shredder. She'll get over it.
