So the buzz with the morons on the Internet last week centered around this incredible music video, "Friday." If you're not on the Internet (good for you!) I'll provide a quick summary here. The video features a young singer named Rebecca Black, singing about the various issues with Friday. Musically, the qualities which one normally calls musical are not specifically present. Miss Black's vocals have been autotuned about seven levels past the boundaries of good taste, resulting in a chorus -- "Friday, Friday, Friday" -- which provoke the same mix of emotions one feels while listening to someone break in to a car. Offsetting these downsides are the lyrics, which can be described as nothing less than extremely accurate: __
Yesterday was Thursday (Thursday). Today is Friday (Party)... Tomorrow is Saturday. And Sunday comes afterward.
__ The video also features a rap. In short, it's not great. Comments page across the Internet have since been carpet bombed with insults and bold claims; it's the worst music video ever, many claim, apparently because they've never heard of Eddie Murphy's "Party All the Time."
More distressing are the hurtful comments directed at the singer herself, whose, lest we forget, only crime was being a 13-year-old girl. Understand that in no way am I actually condoning the act of being a 13-year-old girl -- a regrettable and often high pitched offense. It's just not worthy of such vitriol. Rebecca Black is merely a girl who wanted to be a pop star. That's not an uncommon affliction amongst 13-year-old girls, and really the only difference between her and any other little doofus is that Rebecca had parents with $2,000 sitting around, waiting to be set on fire. It was only by giving their fire money to a company called Ark Music Factory that this train wreck of a pigpile of a song was made. So who are these people at Ark Music Factory? How is it they can take someone's money and give them bullshit in return, just like a common psychologist, and yet still walk the streets free? Do they simply not care about the damage their products do, like an arms manufacturer? Does it tear them up inside every day, like the guy who makes McNuggets?
This man has handled every McNugget you've ever eaten, and he's less happy about it than you are.
With a professional interest in how a company is capable of turning morons into money, I visited Ark Music Factory last week to do some research. There I met Daniel Peerman, account manager and dreamgineer, who explained to me a bit about how their process works. _________ Cracked: Can you tell me a bit about the services you provide? Ark Music Factory: I'd be glad to. Basically we provide professional song writing and production services to our clients. We're capable of creating songs and music videos from scratch, which many of our clients then use to help jump start their entertainment careers. Cracked: And you do this out of the good that is just constantly overflowing from your two-sizes-too-small hearts? AMF: Well no. We are a business, and these are for-fee services. Cracked: What kind of fees are we looking at exactly? What's your teen sensation package run? What is the market willing to bear for creating magic? AMF: Our basic full song creation and video production package is $2,000. Cracked: And people pay that? AMF: They do. Cracked: Is there, and I hope you don't mind me asking, any coercion involved in that transaction? Are you kidnapping anyone's pet to get them to pay that kind of highway robbery? Have you ever mailed the tip of a cat's tail to someone in the course of conducting your business? What would you say your annual costs are in pet limb postage? AMF: Our clients are more than willing to pay these amounts, and are highly satisfied with the end result. Cracked: Maybe it's just because I'm sane, but I'm finding that hard to believe. AMF: Well let me put it this way. You obviously get a lot of compliments on your looks, right? Cracked: Sure. Of course I do. AMF: I thought so. You have a very pretty smile. Cracked: Thank you. AMF: So you can see why music talent agents might be interested in you? Cracked: I've not considered it until now, but yes, that does jibe with several conclusions I've privately reached about how the world should work. AMF: And if one of these star-makers were to come knocking on your door, you'd want to have something to show them right? Something more than your pretty smile. Cracked: Thank you! AMF: I've been doing this for awhile, and I can't recall seeing someone with your natural effervescence. Cracked: I am sorry about that. I showered this morning, but the A/C in my rental car wasn't working, and I had my coat buttoned up.
AMF: No no. It's a good thing. It means you have a bubbly personality. Cracked: Oh ... and that's why I have those problems in the pool? AMF: What? No. OK forget what I said. I think that you could be the next big teen pop star. Cracked: You think the world is ready to hear what a 31-year-old white guy has to say on the subjects of dating and hanging out? AMF: No. I think they want to hear you