All week long debate raged in the Crikey bunker over whether we should make this a Video of the Day. On the one hand, it’s one of the most abominable songs we have ever heard and has unleashed a stream of hatred against its creator, Rebecca Black. Black is just 13-years-old and this music video was produced by Ark Music Factory, a company in the US that offers slick video production and pre-written songs for wannabe popstar teens. On the other hand, with 13 million views and counting, it’s become the latest viral hit and we feel Crikey readers need to keep up with the memes. Plus, it is Friday.
Note: Mick the Sub warns: “Being made to watch things like that is why some people eat their young.”
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I do question your judgement on this, as you have given me an almost uncontrollable urge to cook my young, and anyone else’s. I’m thinkin’ a roast, specifically, a rotisserie.
Too late, I didn’t get through the first minute before I started gnawing my own leg off (having no offspring to at hand to satisfy my sudden urge to see lots of blood). ‘Creator’ is certainly a better word to use than ‘singer’, since I doubt much (if any) of her real voice comes through in the final sound. I’d give the author of the computer software the ‘creator’ credit though.
Hey, I can still type even after I jammed a fork into my frontal lobe!
vomit
Sterilise them all now! please, please..
I made it through! Is there a medal? Some kind of massive compensation package?
I believe that her parents - or whoever created this situation - are culpable for infanticide by proxy.
I’m off to encase my kids in concrete where they will remain until there isn’t a trace of adolescence left in them. Whatever it takes to avert a similar crisis befalling them.
Now let us never speak of this again.
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sory, typin g this wit my elbo
Brains….I want to eat your BRAINS…..
I’ve got no kids.
But after 60 seconds of this, that primary school down the road is beginning to look like a dessert platter.
(BTW. I think Crikey needs a stronger warning on this video.)
At that first yowl of Frieeday…. The wombat who lives under the floor. (Normally, a perfectly charming animal) suddenly turned carnivorous and has devoured the neighbour’s pit bull.
Unsafe at any volume Crikey.
I usually refrain from commenting on Crikey stories. But I’d like to point out that I have wasted countless minutes of my life watching this video and my brilliant colleague Amber Jamieson is completely liable for any impact on my mental health courtesy of Rebecca Black.
Enjoy your Friday people, but not in this way.
Dear Crikey,
You owe me four minutes of my life back.
‘Music’ without the music. I can’t believe people get paid for this shite.
Have a great weekend.
Will.
Truly horrible, another auto-tune abomination…
What! Are you all haterz! I was sooo excited that I can buy the song AND the AWESOME ringtone NOW!
I made it to two minutes but only because I was laughing so much at all the comments I couldn’t close the browser window…
I thought the illness bestowed upon me by the folly of spending St Pat’s Day evening at the Gaelic Club in the close company of Mr Jameson and Mr Guinness was as bad as it could get today.
Alas, I was wrong. Rebecca Black trumps the after-effects of my Irish friends.
Can’t the UN establish a “No YouTube zone” over these people???????
It is not the Dropkick Murphys but it seems no worse to me and many of the plastic video clips I unfortunately stumble across.
I generally don’t believe in eating my young and this is not enough to make an exception.
Look I see it as a brand new RickRoll for people you REALLY hate. Its got it’s uses…
lol-puke-lol.
Who’s the “rapper” (apparently the only non whtie-bread teenager in the clip).
Nice how they surrounded the “artist” with v.plain looking “friends” and still couldn’t make her look good!
Sooooooo many reasons to hate this, I love it.
Thanks Crikey, I’ll never listen to it again.
This song-ish thingy absolutely sucks donkey balls
I couldn’t get past 48 seconds.
It used to be that if you were famous but without talent you murdered one or more people to get yourself known.
Since auto tune was matched with clear skinned tweens we have gone from the odd grisly death to the end times.
Damn capitalism, damn you to hell…
Fried eggs, fried eggs, I wanna get some fried eggs…
I think it’s an internet hit because it is so awful! Lyrics are - well - pretty bad in a train wreck kind of way. Can’t quite tear myself away from it. Also - is she only 13? Pedo-fodder anyone?
All I could think of was that bit in Jurassic Park at the start, where the game warden is screaming…
SHOOOT HER!!! SHOOOOOOT HER!!!!!
…That and Robin’s ‘Sparkles’ video from How I Met Your Mother.
I still have never heard this version, and I intend to try to maintain that rare condition, but I just heard a cover version by Brendan Maclean with the Triple J orchestra, and I quite liked it.
I don’t know what all the fuss is about. I guess everyone just wants to be with the pack in hating it.
Well it’s a damn nice car.
It’s a bit banal. I’d like to see the lyrics put up on a lyric website just for confirmation.
She’s got a bit of a Fran Drescher ‘Nanny’ accent.
And it’s auto-tuned and has no recognisable melody, but apart from that it hits all the right notes. Put it on the kids bubblegum pop show on Saturday and they’ll lap it up, they can’t tell the difference between that and a real song.
No sooner said than done:
http://www.directlyrics.com/rebecca-black-friday-lyrics.html
I suspect the song was generated by a computer program, and all blogosphere comments on it are generated by weaponised ID generating software complete with back stories.
Found them:
(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
7:45, we’re drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right
I got this, you got this
Now you know it
Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Rebecca Black Friday lyrics found on http://www.directlyrics.com/rebecca-black-friday-lyrics.html
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after…wards
I don’t want this weekend to end
R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin’ in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
I’m drivin’, cruisin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, switchin’ lanes
Wit’ a car up on my side (Woo!)
(C’mon) Passin’ by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it’s Friday, it’s a weekend
We gonna have fun, c’mon, c’mon, y’all
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend
Wow, check the lead levels in water bubblers at Crikey. Video is pathetic, obviously. Editorial choice must be induced by either brain damage or excessive drug use.
Judging by the teeny-pop crap my 8yr old cousin listens to here in Canada, this song is going to be huge… sadly.
You were debating about whether to post this? This made my weekend !!! The words, yes, are a little corny, but how she sings it just makes you want to sing-a-long . It’s cool! My kids, 13 & 15, are already spreading the virus! The rhythm and combination is just great! Try singing along to it…. ;’)
everybody in and involved in the making of this song and video should be shot from a cannon into fukushima reactor no 4.
That’s some reaction, you’ve got there, Scott
I made it to 2 minutes then I called to carry in the washing…. SAVED !
“All week long debate raged in the Crikey bunker over whether we should make this a Video of the Day. On the one hand, it’s one of the most abominable songs we have ever heard and has unleashed a stream of hatred against its creator,……”
A stream of hatred? WHY?
I picked up MIKES comment in Feeds. I read all comments before watching the video. God!, what was I in for thought I…
It was just the usual teen pop froth. That’s it.
Week long debate/raged/abominable. Strewth! This poor kid. You’d think she dismembered a puppy or something!
Pop froth. Not a federal offence. Christ! I hope that hatred thing isn’t true.
Cruelty/R.acism/Abuse/Intolerance……………..but hey! record an electronically enhanced song (quite unheard of), - and you? are an object of hatred??
………..who’s going to tell me to ‘lighten up’ ??? I laugh with. Not AT.
That poor bloody kid.
I just asked my 11 y.o. (who was listening to Kanye West in his room) what he thought of it. After an initial WTF!!??, he lost it laughing at “gotta make my mind up, which seat can I take”. By the time she arrived at the explanation of Friday being the day after Thursday, he could no longer stand up. He was also bemused by the obligatory African american hip-hop interlude, a la Bieber.
So she was considering sitting in the front seat - how? the bucket seats were both taken.
Then this 13 year old is out at night, looking totally jailbait? AND sitting - no safety belt possible - on the backrest of the rear sea of convertible. Suddenly, a black older bloke is singing, driving another car - hunh? How does he know her name - and what has he to do with her activities - is he the detective her trust-fund have paid to leep track of her at adult parties?
Given the mind sapping qualities of the song. I guess they didn’t have to pay the rentacrowd adoring as she sings half-elevated in their midst, in a park: after lines like
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after…wards
I don’t want this weekend to end
I bet they’d pay to quit the set.
This tune could rate with the Barney theme in the Guantanamo playlist.
Well finally I’m ‘up with it’. I have ‘got with the programme’.
Because the need to use another phrase is compelling:
Get a bloody life!!
(OK. So I added the bloody).
Mind you, tacky lyrics, poor video storyboard, and non-age apropriate behaviour model doesn’t say anything about the music. As would be expected given it’s a bought, commercial product, it is a competent piece of bubblegum pop composition. That’s why it is so perturbing to consider the piece as TV/ radio gaga fodder: it’s the musical MacDonalds, attracting the novice ear and teaching the novice to enjoy what is in fact bad for the body and brain.
Bad for the body as well as brain? - Yes, the model of going out on Friday to party through to Sunday night: when has she scheduled time for exercise, family and homework? Basic training for Laddette behaviour as a young adult, with associated damage to body.
Gawd! I should have stayed schtum!
I wasn’t referring to the girl …………