Sunday, 10 December 2017
I'll let these Reddit reviews speak for themselves:
"Some say that that saxophone solo at 1:15 is the closest thing there is to hell for any living being." - Connaugh
"That's, wow, I mean, just, wow. I don't even know what to say." - netmier
Posted by azc at 20:25
Sunday, 3 December 2017
Sunday, 26 November 2017
Sunday, 19 November 2017
Corey has released several horrific albums, but I picked this one for the blog because of the title. He doesn't want you to forget he's a former child actor. Almost like he's defining his entire identity around that fact. Star of this album is a butchering of John Lennon's "Imagine". Awful.
Sunday, 12 November 2017
Sunday, 5 November 2017
Sunday, 29 October 2017
Sunday, 22 October 2017
Sunday, 15 October 2017
Wilbur Sargunaraj presents his debut album, "Wilbur Sargunaraj", with music and lyrics by Wilbur Sargunaraj. Starring Wilbur Sargunaraj as himself, produced by Wilbur Sargunaraj, directed by Wilbur Sargunaraj. A Wilbur Sargunaraj production.
Thanks to submitter Wilbur Sargu-... no not really.
Sunday, 8 October 2017
Apparently it's cold in the D. Not sure what the D is, exactly, but if you plan on travelling to the D yourself, I would advise you wear warm clothing. Best YouTube comment goes to Joel, with "She was so off beat, that she managed to get back ON beat."
Sunday, 1 October 2017
22,910,246. As I write this, that's how many views the video for this song has had on YouTube. By the time you read it, it will probably be over 23 million. I can only assume it's being used by a government agency in some sort of psychological torture, played on repeat.
Don't forget to check out her other releases, they're just as bad.
Sunday, 24 September 2017
"Dude has the rhythm of Michael J Fox fucking a paint mixer on public transportation." - Fiagro
"This is outstandingly bad. This makes me sad." - bonnieprincekillme
Sunday, 17 September 2017
Too much talent, claims Princess Vitarah. I somehow doubt her royal lineage, but she's already set herself up as a liar by claiming she has talent (let alone too much of it). Definitely not safe for work. Or home. Or travelling.
Don't forget to check out her other releases, too!
Sunday, 10 September 2017
The stars and stripes! An eagle! A big truck! This album must be some sort of patriotic American tribute, right? Wrong. It's a French guy. Bamboozled again!
Amazingly, the title translates to "love and midi music". Thanks to submitter Marc, who apologises to you all.
Posted by azc at 21:37
Sunday, 3 September 2017
Sunday, 27 August 2017
They say the best songs are ones where you can really relate to the lyrics. Many songs have been written about love, sex, death, and cheap fish from the market, but this catchy tune tackles perhaps the most tricky subject of all: not knowing where your keys and phone are.
Posted by azc at 21:24
Sunday, 20 August 2017
This singing superstar was "discovered" at his market stall, selling his wares by using his vocal talents and singing about his cheap fish. His voice isn't actually that bad, but it earns its place on this blog because of the lyrics, and the DJ remixes on this release.
This actually reached number 28 in the UK Singles Chart, number 4 in the UK Dance Chart, and number 1 in the UK Asian Chart.
Posted by azc at 21:18
Sunday, 13 August 2017
Sunday, 6 August 2017
This submission to the blog came with a follow-up email regretting their submission because they found out the singer has autism, and felt bad their inclusion. Well, in the interest of equal opportunities, I'm including it anyway. Bad singing is bad singing, after all.
Sorry Jac, it was just too
Posted by azc at 20:53
Sunday, 30 July 2017
How did you sleep last night? I hope it was good, because after listening to this you might not sleep again for a while. This is a horrid collection of noise from what I can only assume is someone possessed by evil spirits. Enjoy.
Thanks to submitter Dominic, who claims this is "cracking stuff". His words, not mine.
Posted by azc at 20:47
Sunday, 23 July 2017
Roobie Breastnut's first album, "Porn Flush," set the stage for her musical career of combining 90s-era dance sounds with low-grade talk-singing about boobs, balls, and butts. You'd think that a musical career with songs such as "Scrotum Sack", "Fuck Me Fuck Me", and "Ooh Baby Naked Dance" would be impeccable, but, you wouldn’t really think that, actually. Nope.
Posted by azc at 20:29