The Spice Girls would always (and for reasons that perplex me to this day) represent 90’s pop music that I used to consider crap but would currently consider superior to the all-singing, all-shit spewing Girls Aloud and Jordin Sparkses of the world.
But getting back to The Spice Girls - did Geri Halliwell honestly think she’d make it big with her “big English trailer park mum” aura?
Back in the 90’s there were only 4 songs high-school bands knew how to play during Battle of the Bands contests: “Smells Like Teen Spirit”, Better Than Ezra’s “Good” and/or Green Day’s “Come Around” and this one.
Doesn’t the singer remind you of Billy from Power Rangers?
So retro! From way back in 1993, when comics cost RM1.80 per issue. Here are 3 things that make Elastica spiffy in my book:
What is it about Third Eye Blind that annoys me to no end - why are they even famous? Does no one else find Stephen Jenkins overly white-trashey? Does no one else think he sounds like a lazy-tongued Chinese immigrant trying to crossover from the Cantopop market? Does no one else find the American Indian/oily Latino-looking bassist a little creepy - like he’s the type to secret collecting strands of people’s hair to test out his voodoo incantations?
Catchy song, no doubt. I just really wish it had been sung by someone else - anyone who doesn’t incite anger in me the way 3EB does. What kind of an acronym is 3EB anyway - it’s so ugh. The kind of ugh you think about when you think of baby vomit or Jermaine Jackson.
Has anyone else parlayed such outstanding mediocrity into even more outstanding mediocrity? I think not.
Dido, thank you for your unspectacular tunes, droney voice and boring personality. If anything, I’ll always laugh when I think about how you’re just one L away from being named “Dildo”.
Since K-Fed’s been on a fat hiatus, there’s been a stark void in white trash douchebaggery since no one else has been dropping them popozao bombs. Time to remind ourselves where douche was born as this holy trinity gives us a lesson in lyrical flair:
“Shooby-doo-wop and Scooby snacks,
Met a fly girl and I can’t relax,
The only problem is she’s a movie star!
My friends they won’t believe me,
If they could only see me,
At the risk of sounding cheesy,
I think i fell for the girl on TV!”
Annoyingly successful dance/house track that got remixed into 49 different versions and got airplay so massive that you’d even hear it played at church during Sunday mass with all them grannies jiving along to it in the pews.
Then you find out that they’re Australians and you get even more annoyed. They’re the kind of people who name their kids Libertrang (true story, read it on their Wiki)
We take this retrospective waaay back to the days when music videos looked like home videos. Fran Peter drops the future bomb with this chip-tune ditty filled with Nostradamus-inspired prophesies of the future (ie: “Kini komputer menguasai dunia dari New York ke Petaling Jaya” - friggin whoa!).
From the close-ups of the computer monitor pimping out 8-bit arcade games to clips of her having an achingly awkward dance-off with a robot (a woman with a box on her head) attempting to do the “robot” (but very poorly), it’s 2:32 fun-filled minutes of 80’s awkwardness.
Seriously, check this shit out cos you won’t see anything more bizarre today.
From: [Junk]
At the tender age when I first saw this video, I thought it was the most sinful thing on Channel [V]. The kind of sinfulness that needed a few Hail Mary’s and some holy water sprinkling to wash off. Everything about it looked and sounded so dirty.
Watching at it again now, it just plays like an American Apparel commercial.
