1sxychica
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...these singers!
this site is owned by a very angry man that doesn't like any song, band, album or singer that YOU like... go check it out.. here are some examples:
http://www.chthonicionic.net/bile/
oh man this is too much... ;D
this site is owned by a very angry man that doesn't like any song, band, album or singer that YOU like... go check it out.. here are some examples:
http://www.chthonicionic.net/bile/
I've tried to wipe Intonation Feat. Joee's Feel It in the Air from my mind, but, for you, here's what I can remember...
Six people died whilst track 4, Club Edit was being created. I can only say that they are the lucky ones and missed out on what sounds like the stuff that the BBC Radiophonic Workshop rejected.
In fact, I feel violated from just having to discuss this stuff with you.
Hmm, you've got me there. I've never heard of "2AM" ...
... but I'm sure it's like aural herpes.
What do I think about I Wish? I'll tell you what I think...
In fact, I'm scared of this record. I'm going to track down and maim each and every one of its contributors.
What do I think about Sweet TB's Groove Me? I'll tell you what I think...
The opening track, Groove Me (Short Cut) sounds like a drunk, urine soaked, pus stained tramp's idea of a catchy tune that people will donate all their spare change to stop hearing. Track 2, the 'Club Mix' of Groove Me really should never be played in intelligent company if you want to retain your friends. Like something that has been banned under the Geneva Convention, but is still used by the US to break down interrogation subjects, the 'House Remix' of Groove Me is a perversion that may actually appeal to a small group of sick !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!s hiding in a basement somewhere in Illinois.
Track 4, Groove Me (Instrumental Mix) reminds me of a Eurovision reject. I wish it wouldn't.
In fact, I feel violated from just having to discuss this stuff with you.
N.V.'s Some Kind of Love, an object lesson in filth...
Girl You Hear Me Crying is simply terrible. That's it, no further explanation needed. What possesses people to make music that sounds like track 2, Just Like the Wind (94 Flava)? The bastard lovechild of Joe Dolce and Mariah Carey? I'm not offering further opinion because I'm not listening to it again. Ever. The lyrics of Crimes of Love would make better sense written on a urinal wall - at least you could piss on them.
Eleven years of therapy and still I'm reduced to a gibbering wreck by things like track ten, I Need You Here. Luckily my PC at work has no sound card. I've been happily playing track 11, Way She Looks at Me all afternoon with no ill effects to myself. The chorus of track 12, It Doesn't Have to Be This Way will haunt me for years to come, sounding as it does like a dawn chorus of cows slowly being ground into mince for the cheap meat market.
In fact, I'm unable to understand how people can pay money to be tortured in this way.
What do I think about Johnny O's Megamix? I don't think you are going to like this...
To be honest, it's been a long time since I've heard an album quite this bad. I do this for a living, and you won't believe the shit you get sent as the 'Next Big Thing'. Take the opening track, the 'Megamix Sho' of Fantasy Girl for example - if I'd wanted a recording of a boil on backside of the Muzak back catalogue I'd have asked for it. Take it away and put it out of it's misery. Please. I had to abandon listening to Runaway Love after my nose and ears began to bleed. You've probably guessed that I don't like Johnny O very much. It's due to being assaulted by things like a coked-up Andrew Lloyd-Webber writing a never-ending stream of musical obscenities dribbling through my ears and out onto the carpet, or Memories as it is known on the back of CD.
Sticking my fingers in my ears made We Can't Go On This Way sound a whole lot better, but not as much as putting an axe through my CD player. Don't Go Away is like the sort of hold music that loses customers not to your competitors but to the undertakers, and I'm being generous there. Dreamboy / Dream Girl is simply terrible. That's it, no further explanation needed.
In fact, I'm scared Johnny O will reproduce and foist a new generation of crud on us.
You like Stevie B? Oh dear. You're not going to like what I thought of Megamix...
Short Groove Edit isn't that bad. Ha ha. Got you. It's just a tiny bit worse than, say, the sound of a sharp nail being driven into your ear, but less fun.
In fact, I'm unable to understand how people can pay money to be tortured in this way.
You like TKA? Oh dear. You're not going to like what I thought of One Way Love...
You've probably guessed that I don't like TKA very much. It's due to being assaulted by things like a sharp nail being driven into your ear, but less fun, or Vocal as it is known on the back of CD. Luckily my PC at work has no sound card. I've been happily playing Dub all afternoon with no ill effects to myself. It is difficult to stop yourself from throwing a brick at your CD player when tosh like "The Nest" Mix comes out of it on a regular basis.
In fact, there's no excuse for people buying this and taking it into their homes to tortute their innocent children.
What do I think about Nyasia's Nyasia? I'll tell you what I think...
The opening track, Now and Forever is simply terrible. That's it, no further explanation needed. Track 3, I'm the One reminds me of my dentist's favourite drill bits being plunged into the living tooth-pulp over and over again while he hums "Shaddapaya face" gently to himself. I wish it wouldn't. Track 4, Don't Waste My Time is beyond belief. It sounds like something that has been banned under the Geneva Convention, but is still used by the US to break down interrogation subjects.
Nyasia sound like aural herpes throughout the apocalyptic mess that is Midnight Passion.
In fact, I'm scared Nyasia will reproduce and foist a new generation of crud on us.
You like George Lamond? Oh dear. You're not going to like what I thought of Entrega...
The opening track, Que Te Vas is beyond belief. It sounds like the crap usually hosted on geocities by colour blind web idiots. Nineteen years of therapy and still I'm reduced to a gibbering wreck by things like track 2, Cuando Se Ama. It is difficult to stop yourself from throwing a brick at your CD player when tosh like Solo Palabras comes out of it on a regular basis.
If you've just bought , take my advice and get a big black marker and scrawl all over Te Amo *before* you play it. If you've already played it, you no doubt know all about the gentle sound of a drunk, urine soaked, pus stained tramp's idea of a catchy tune that people will donate all their spare change to stop hearing it produces from your speakers. Why I bothered with the rest of No Viviré after listening to the first nineteen seconds of George Lamond's own internal organs attempting to end it all towards the end of the track I don't know.
In fact, there's no excuse for people buying this and taking it into their homes to tortute their innocent children.
oh man this is too much... ;D