Perhaps you’ve reached the point where you’re asking yourself, “How exactly do they pick the awesomely bad videos for Not Very Talented?” Well, I’ve gotta tell you – it’s not as easy as it looks. Here’s a little sampling of what it took for this post:
Colleague: Hey, aren’t you supposed to be looking for videos of bad singers and stuff?
Me: I am.
Colleague: That’s a dog.
Me: I know, right?! It’s like, learn how to sing, dog. AM I RIGHT?!
Colleague: I dunno. I think he sings pretty well for a dog.
Me: Uh, no. I mean, hello? B-flat? Come on! Just look at how embarrassed his dog friend looks.
Colleague: [blank stare]
…and the reason it suddenly stopped. And, no, I don’t think it looks real either. I really, really wish it was, though. Even more than I wish Madonna had never recorded “Ray of Light.” Well, almost as much.
Europe fans oddly OK with it. Me? Not so much. And it’s not just because of the bad singing. See, when I was a kid, we all wanted to be Michael Winslow from Police Academy (remember? the guy that did all the sound effects?). We all tried the beat boxing, the gun noises, the voices – it never panned out. We could never live up to our idol. So I can’t help but feel indignant toward this guy for thinking he can recreate the brilliance of Europe’s synthesizer. He should be ashamed. For lots of reasons. We’ll just deal with the one for now.
Crafters have a new anthem. And we have a new bad singer! Yay! Everybody wins. Um, did he just say, “the oats are really clear”? You know, I do find that it often helps a bad singer’s case when they act out the words that they’re singing – a little interpretive dance, if you will – like our pal Flynn here. Fling? Fleen.
When I was a kid, we attached a whole roll of aluminum foil to the rabbit ears on our TV, and it still didn’t do a damn thing for the reception. This woman appears to be using about a dozen rolls to no avail. Maybe if she just moved a little more to the right. Hold it! Hold it! Right there! Nope, wait. You lost it.
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