Friday, August 28, 2009

Nope. No. Huh-uh. NO.

If there's ever been a more cynically-crafted and calculating song written under the contemporary country banner (I'm looking at YOU, Rascall Flatts), I've yet to hear it. Although I admit, my visceral reaction to this song wasn't as bad as the first time I heard My Humps and I was incensed that they were obviously using a developmentally disabled girl to sing the chorus (ahem):

PS: Does this make them hipsters?


  1. I started squirming and quietly crying to myself at about the 0:58 mark. Then I had to push "stop." yeesh.

    yeesh. Why, Sam? Why?

  2. I know! It's brutal. I had some misgivings about posting this, but I think people need to know. It's just so.....UGH.