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Imagine you're a teenage girl with dreams of a pop career. You've watched Justin Bieber's rise and rise in awe, so you record an upbeat song about every teen's favourite time of the week (erm, the weekend?) and shoot your debut music video with some friends, including scenes of night cruising followed by tame partying.
This is precisely what 13-year-old Rebecca Black did. After posting the video for her song Friday on YouTube, Rebecca was probably happy to find that she had quickly attracted 10 000 views. Twenty-four hours later she had gone viral, racked up 2 million hits on YouTube, become a trending topic on Twitter and the butt of many, many jokes.
Watch the video for yourself and revel in its riot of bad taste and even worse 'artistic' decisions. Rebecca's little-girl vocals are lost in a whirl of auto-tuned silliness, the budget was mostly spent on hiring a convertible sports car driven by one of Rebecca's pre-pubescent friends, and then there are the disastrous lyrics which deal with such hot topic issues as which seat (front or back?) to choose on her ride to school, what day comes after Saturday (Sunday!) and an exploration of what happens at parties ("Fun, fun, fun!").
And then there's the nameless black rapper who spits even more ludicrous 'rhymes' ("I'm driving, cruising, switching lanes. Passing me is a school bus!") and appears to have nothing else to do with the song whatsoever. Has he even met Rebecca at all?
As train-wreck awesome as Rebecca's sensational pop debut may be, it still manages to be way less gormless and opportunistic than Kim Kardashian's ear-bleeding assault on the charts, Jam (Turn It Up), released earlier this month.
At the time of writing, Rebecca Black's Friday had been viewed (and ridiculed) 4.5 million times. After her infamous first shot at a music career, things could only get better for Rebecca.
Get down on Friday here:
This is precisely what 13-year-old Rebecca Black did. After posting the video for her song Friday on YouTube, Rebecca was probably happy to find that she had quickly attracted 10 000 views. Twenty-four hours later she had gone viral, racked up 2 million hits on YouTube, become a trending topic on Twitter and the butt of many, many jokes.
Watch the video for yourself and revel in its riot of bad taste and even worse 'artistic' decisions. Rebecca's little-girl vocals are lost in a whirl of auto-tuned silliness, the budget was mostly spent on hiring a convertible sports car driven by one of Rebecca's pre-pubescent friends, and then there are the disastrous lyrics which deal with such hot topic issues as which seat (front or back?) to choose on her ride to school, what day comes after Saturday (Sunday!) and an exploration of what happens at parties ("Fun, fun, fun!").
And then there's the nameless black rapper who spits even more ludicrous 'rhymes' ("I'm driving, cruising, switching lanes. Passing me is a school bus!") and appears to have nothing else to do with the song whatsoever. Has he even met Rebecca at all?
As train-wreck awesome as Rebecca's sensational pop debut may be, it still manages to be way less gormless and opportunistic than Kim Kardashian's ear-bleeding assault on the charts, Jam (Turn It Up), released earlier this month.
At the time of writing, Rebecca Black's Friday had been viewed (and ridiculed) 4.5 million times. After her infamous first shot at a music career, things could only get better for Rebecca.
Get down on Friday here:
