Monday, March 21, 2011

Fail to Fame

    There is something wrong with our society right now, Company.  We are all backwards.  Somewhere along the way we flipped over ourselves like some sort of perverted Möbius strip and now we have everything wrong becuase it seems to me that you should have to be good at something to become famous.
     That is right folks, you don't have to be good at anything to become famous anymore.  That is the honest and horrible truth.  We have become so consumed with something I can't even begin to describe that we really like to see people fail at life, almost even more than we like to see them succeed.
     How else do you explain the success of America's Funniest Home Videos (or America's Funniest Videos as they call it these days) which dedicates roughly 18 minutes of each 22 minute episode to people face planting on their dirtbikes or jumping off of the roof of the garage onto a giant trampoline and then missing the inflatable pool and landing on the gas grill or something.  I think that last one is actually the name of one of their segments.  If I throw out the names Fantasia or David Cook you aren't going to remember that I am talking about American Idol winners but if I say William Hung or "Pants on the Ground" you know what I am refering to, right?
     And so it goes.  The latest and greatest person in this line of "talents" seems to be a 13-year-old girl names Rebecca Black who looks mysteriously like Demi Lovato.  Ms. Black has released - on a self-described "independent record label" - a pop song called "Friday."  Now I like Friday, okay?  I like the day, and I really liked the movie.  But I have never heard the song, and I doubt I will, because it is widely being panned as the worst song in the history of ever.  Even worse than The Most Unwanted Song.   They are deadpanning the lyrics.  They are ragging on the horrible auto-tuning.  They are sneering at the laughable YouTube video.
     Yet people are tuning in.  YouTube is where it began, like so many other things.  Her video for the song has received like 29 million hits since it went up, and if officially classified as "viral" by whomever does the classifying.  Last Tuesday, March 15th, the song became available on iTunes, which is more than I can say for any song that you or I have written, unless you are a professional songwriter who happens to be reading this.  And even more puzzling is that it has reached the top 25 on the iTunes charts, which means that PEOPLE ARE PAYING to hear something absolutely terribly.  The mind reels.
     So aparently these days you don't need to be talented, or to do anything heroic or special, to become famous.  You don't have to go the Stephen Douglass route and be famous an an orator politician.  You don't have to be Joe Theisman and revolutionize what is now America's true game.  You don't have to be Usher whose music I don't care for but who can dance like it's going out of style.  Nope.  You just have to suck balls at something and do so publicly.  I mean, I give Rebecca Black a lot of credit for following her dream and putting herself out there, and good for her with all of her success.  But is she really any good at what she is doing?  And if she's not, should we really care?

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