Showing posts with label Music Torture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music Torture. Show all posts

Friday, December 6, 2013

I Hate Christmas Music

  Ok I really don't hate Christmas music because I own Christina Perri's Christmas EP. However I do hate Christmas music because every store you go into, is playing Christmas music nonstop. The day after Thanksgiving the music becomes a staple in all stores music playlist. If you work in a store, you feel the pain and get sick and tired of the same Christmas songs being played nonstop.
  If there ever happened to be the best music to use for music torture at Guantanamo Bay, Christmas music is the best choice. Christmas music isn't even original anymore. Practically all Christmas songs performed by today's artists are 99.9% covers of classic Christmas songs. So basically the originality has lost his luster since every Christmas song has been covered a million times over by so many artists.
  I think that some Christmas songs are good, such as Something About December by Christina Perri, and Please Daddy Don't Get Drunk This Christmas by John Denver. Then there is the terrible stuff, such as The Christmas Shoes by Newsong, and Christmas Time by Paul McCartney, or any Christmas song recorded by Justin Bieber.
  Christmas Albums are the biggest direct to dumpster genre next to dog movies. Yeah I'd rather be tortured in a Turkish Prison than have to listen to Christmas Music. Another reason I hate Christmas Music is that there is a Salvation Army Bell Ringer who sings Christmas songs way out of tune. If you work outside of a major big box store and have to put up with him for a 6 1/2 hour day, you'll see my point.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

The Gitmo Playlist

Here's your Gitmo Playlist
 It has been a little while since I last wrote a blog post. Today I was on my lunch break and went to the nearby record store where I happened to come across a used copy of Inspiration by William Hung for $3.99. I like comedy music so I had to buy it. So I did and went home and had to take a shower and get changed so I could go to church and then go to a party for a 50th wedding anniversary. So I haven't had anytime until now to rip it to Windows Media Player on my laptop since I my entertainment complex needs new speakers. So I am currently listening to this album and laughing at it hysterically. It is so bad that it's good. So it hit me that this should have been the only thing needed for the Gitmo Playlist. If you haven't heard of the Gitmo Playlist, it was the controversial music torture playlist used to torture detainees at Guantanimo Bay in Cuba. Some of the playlist included the Sesame Street theme and music from Barney. So the US Military and the CIA should have thrown away the playlist and replaced it with William Hung albums. It would be perfect. Not many people can stand listening to William Hung for after one song. After that he gets annoying. But I like it. The prisoners at Gitmo would go nuts having to listen to this at high decibels

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

My Mom And Music Torture

Today I Officially went back to school for the Spring semester at Luzerne County Community College in Nanticoke PA. So instead of listening to the radio on the way up to school, I decided to put The Book Of Eli score by Atticus Ross in the CD player in the Subaru Outback. Now my mom likes some of the CDs I play in the car and some she doesn't like, such as Lady Gaga's EP The Fame Monster, which she says is crude, and that is the censored copy. I have the Australian import of The Fame Monster where the lyrics are uncensored. Anyway back to the Book of Eli score. Since this was an instrumental, I thought for sure my mom would like it since i put in The Social Network score by Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross, and she liked it. Well I was dead wrong today, my mother did not like The Book of Eli score because it was too noisy. Too noisy my ass. It was ambient/ industrial music. If you want to know what is effective music torture look up the Chicago soundtrack. I bought my mom the Chicago Soundtrack for Christmas because she absolutely loved the music from the musical Chicago. This is an effective form of torture by music because the songs lyrics are so catchy that they get stuck in your head all of the time. Last night at work I couldn't stop but sing in my head the song Razzle Dazzle from Chicago. My mom was having the same problem last night when she was trying to say her prayers, Razzle Dazzle was stuck in her head. One day I put in Animal by Ke$ha in the car and my mother liked it, but when We R Who We R comes on the radio my mother hates it. I guess my mother just can't get with the times.