Music is to be enjoyed, not endured.

This has been my philosophy for about as long as I’ve had a temporal lobe. There’s a huge categorical difference between music that I simply don’t enjoy, and that which is undeniably bad. Unlike the former, which requires a degree in semantics, bad music can be identified almost scientifically.

To do so, allow me to summon the worst example of unlistenable bunk to ever disgrace the Internet.  ‘Music’ so bad, that it could have only been produced by one man… Why?… Because no two people would allow it to come into existence.  It was, in fact, birthed by none other than West Virginia’s favorite telemarketer, Judge Judy plaintiff, and self-proclaimed “Blues Man”: Romeo Rose.
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That’s right. I sprang from those loins.

-Ol Swerdlow…

…And probably everyone else within earshot of a TV right about now.

Apparently, the Judge ordered Paris Hilton back to jail to serve her full 45 Day sentence. Oh, I can only imagine how the hard slap of reality to the face must have felt. Again, I’m not losing any sleep. Serve your time, and shut up!

This is future of rock and roll;

“Would the last person out of the music industry please turn the lights off on your way out” - John ‘OG’ Pickard

His name is Stew McKinsey. When you’re done laughing, his song “oyasuminasai” is actually quite good…

So I was on the phone with Audrey last night, and she felt it was hiiiiighly important that I see this website called “Cats That Look Like Hitler“. I checked it out, and contrary to her normal interweb-laffy-links, this one was actually pretty funny. It’s no icanhascheeze, but it’s worth a look.