meh... they switched from (imo) bad music to better bad music (imo).

They should have used some good old punk song (imo).

not bad *music

Musical parodies don't need to go on so long. The concept "this is bad music and incredibly inappropriate for the client" does not sustain me through the entire horrible number. I guess they probably don't even care if you watch the whole thing.. but man could this use some trimming from a comedy POV.

Damn, too bad music like this doesn't really sell in nowadays world, well not as well as that crap she pushes out anyhow.

This would be a great fix but embedding disabled, too bad music company's smell of the bum! Seriously how many people get on youtube and say damn what I really want to see is a Rentals video? Well you know besides me and twenty two other people on here. I bet half of the sift never herd of them. to corporate stupidness.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wi-H6ohY37k

>> ^rebuilder:
...but WHY?


The inventor previously worked as a successful stylist for 80's hair bands. Unfortunately when the taste for bad music dried up, so did his business. He was stuck with a warehouse full of hydrogen peroxide.

"F@$*K it! Let's build a helicopter!"

Apparently no one.

Looks like a cross between C&C Music Factory and the Police Chief from the Wire. And bad music. Sorry BoneRemake, I can't in good conscience upvote this...

1. I had an ex-boyfriend violently try to kill himself in front of me. It fucked me up and I dropped out of life for about four years. All my friends gave up on trying to get me out of my shell. As of right now, I have no physical friends aside from my family. I beat myself up about shutting everyone out so completely.

2. I also have an ex-boyfriend who is on death row and he's been there for 8 years. He killed some police officers and when they were fleeing, my friend Allen was gunned down.

3. I had a boyfriend who drowned in a lake. I don't like to call him an ex because we never broke up. He died. It's been almost ten years and I still go to his old LiveJournal and read all the entries and cry.

4. I had a terrifying experience in New Orleans when I was 16. It never showed itself to me, but made awful tapping noises all over my hotel room. Whenever I tried to wake up my parents, it would stop. I was so very very scared.. Even typing this now, I have to repress the urge to cry and turn on all my lights. I'm sweating. When I went to sleep that night, I curled against the headboard, with my back out towards the room. I woke up in the morning and took a hot shower and when I turned around, the hot water stung on my back. I looked at my back in the mirror and there were three long scratches spanning diagonally from the tops of my shoulders to my waist. Even though they had obviously bled and scabbed, there was no blood on my shirt or on the bra I had been wearing. That experience really fucked up my religious beliefs. I like to say that I'm a complete atheist, but whenever I say that, I think back to that night and I'm afraid of what an afterlife is and who or what exists in it.

5. I'm leaking breast milk all over my legs right now, but I'm ignoring the mess.

6. Mensa tried to recruit me as a little girl and it freaked me out. They sent so many letters and called to speak to me all the time. They tried to talk to me at school but I was convinced they were some kind of cult. Plus, they wanted me to spend my summer taking classes and doing homework. Crazy fuckers.

7. I had some rare kind of nerve cancer as a teenager and they cut the tumor from my chin when I was 16. The tumor and the consequent surgery left the lower part of my face numb and my lower lip a bit unresponsive. I drool on myself sometimes and when it's pointed out, I vehemently tell them I had cancer. It makes me laugh at how they scramble to apologize.

8. I used to be really into music and I've played with several bands, ranging from rock to jazz to blues to just jamming. I was really into it and I loved performing at dives and all the free beer. No one cards you when you're the band. But after my ex tried to kill himself, I fell out of that world, too. I regret that more than anything. I love music.. Now I just play for me and somehow it's not the same.

9. I play piano, clarinet, alto and soprano recorders[Hey, those are real instruments, too!], cello, violin, guitar, bass, any stringed instrument really, drum kit, hand drums, etc etc. I haven't really found an instrument I couldn't play. I like to sing a lot. My baby loves it when I sing. That pleases me greatly!! He's my number on fan.

10. I was expelled the last semester of my senior year from high school for doodling in my notebook a stick figure with a crude gun pointed at its head. It was accompanied by the sentence "I hate chemistry." The teacher walked by and saw it, seized it and dragged me to the principal. I was arrested for threatening students with a handgun. [My drawing wasn't specific, I mean, it could have been a sawed-off shotgun?? It was more of a sideways L..] I got 9 months of probation and had to get my diploma by correspondence. It was hilarious and fucked up all at the same time.

11. I had a neighbor freak out on cocaine and whatever else that guy was on. He came over and kept my roommates and I hostage and screamed at us about "sounding out" at night. He also put my roommate's Diamonda Galas CD on and played it full volume. That's what got the police there. Thank God for Diamonda's screeching voice or my other neighbor's wouldn't have called the cops. He also tried to strangle our cat. When the police finally busted down the back door, he was screaming about how he would kill us all. The cops took him to the ground and he told them he was the mayor and they would be fired. Heh.

12. I've been the victim of rape many times. I wonder sometimes if I have an aura that tells people it's ok to hurt me like that..

13. When my baby cried for almost 7 hours straight, I honestly contemplated smothering him. I feel evil because of that.

14. I had a college reading level by fourth grade and teachers would get upset that I wanted to read during recess. I read the same books as my mother and father and of course, some had "questionable" content. Whenever they confiscated one of my books, my dad would get royally pissed and scream at them over the phone. I still love to read. I read compulsively. I read all the labels of everything I buy just because. When I take a shit, if there's nothing to read, I read the back of the shampoo or whatever is close by. To my utter shame, I have read harlequin romance novels. I'll read anything within arms reach, even if it's utter shite. I really love a good book, though. Don't get me wrong!

15. I won a national short story contest for children when I was 12. The story was about a demon who disemboweled hapless victims during one cold winter night. I only really remember one part where the entrails steamed in the snow. What the fuck was wrong with those judges??

16. I talk way, way too much.

17. I have CPS involved in my life because I tested positive in my urine for marijuana when I went to the hospital to deliver my son. I hadn't smoked pot in almost six months. The CPS people call me a liar, but I'm not fucking lying. I read that pot can sometimes be detected up to 90 days after, but it had been twice that. Now I have to go to counseling twice a week for 6 months and they randomly drop by and drug test. They assess my whole house each time and write it up when I don't do the goddamn dishes. I hate CPS. Where were they when I was being abused as a child? Why didn't they care about rape and physical abuse? They ignored me when I begged for help..

18. I'm often way too candid.

19. I hold a grudge like a mother fucker. I try very very hard not to hate certain people. But I often fail.

20. I really love VideoSift. I used to be really into IRC. I have a long history of communicating and making friends over the internet. But the Sift is my favorite. I stopped for a long time and it was really hard not to come here and browse. I would find myself absent-mindedly typing the url. Oi.

21. I'm really into Facebook. It's the only way I talk to my estranged family and friends.

22. I love music, if you can't tell by the stuff I sift. Any and all types of music, except for bad music. Har har. Farhad's queue is one of my favorite places to peruse.

23. When I bare my soul to people, it never ever turns out right.

24. I tend to over-punctuate!!@!!!@1!!11!1!@!111one

25. I love to smile and be cheerful. I find humor in even the most dire of tragedies and I often get flack from that. People don't understand it, I guess.

I really can't stand people who hate on people who hate on bad music. All it does is give them more airplay.

relay bad music

You really won't win any supporters by saying 'Here is a 41 page (!) document which says it all... go and spend ages reading that and then come back to me'.

I don't have the time, I really don't. I post these posts while I wait the 30 seconds to a minute it takes for my application to recompile each time I make a change (I'm a programmer). The length of time it would take me to read a 41 page document this way would be insane.

These videos are just emotive rubbish.

If you have a nicely condensed video that includes the salient points in a non emotive, factual sense that's hard to argue with, then you have a video worth watching, but terrible music videos... sorry, don't do anything for me.

And if you think I'm being a heartless, uncaring bastard, sorry but that's the way of the world, we can't care about everything bad that happens in the world, there's not enough hours in the day, we have to pick our battles.

You've picked yours, but don't get annoyed that bad music videos don't convince people of your stance.

bad *music

>> ^HadouKen24:
>> ^kceaton1:
I think I have this one down, from that college class I was at. If I remember correctly she was a Ignarus Secuutus Sarcalogos Non Morbus. Typical response from that species.
This type has a regularity of singing really bad music so consider yourself warned.


I suspect you meant ignara secuuta sarcalogou inmortui.
cough
retreats to his dusty piles of books


Naw, I'm just being sarcastic.

>> ^kceaton1:
I think I have this one down, from that college class I was at. If I remember correctly she was a Ignarus Secuutus Sarcalogos Non Morbus. Typical response from that species.
This type has a regularity of singing really bad music so consider yourself warned.



I suspect you meant ignara secuuta sarcalogou inmortui.

* cough *

* retreats to his dusty piles of books *

These guys are morons plain and simple.

To somehow say bad music videos = rape at the end? That's retarded.

Stupid people who watch TV and believe they should do everything the people they idolize do are to blame. Kill stupid people and we'd have less problems.