You might’ve in the last week witnessed the worst thing in recorded music. Or you might’ve been lucky and avoided the internet completely. Which is nearly impossible.
Rebecca Black has stormed the internet, transforming herself from a vanity project released by the most enterprising of parent-robbing music producers into a legitimate nationwide phenomenon. And it’s not because she’s good, so let’s not start that angle. Let’s not start dissecting or analyzing her like she’s a serious musician with her own aesthetic or sound. She’s just doing music the way she knows how to do music – incredibly auto-tuned and cheap. But she’s making money
Forbes magazine estimated that Black managed to rake in more than a million dollars from the song’s sales. More than a million. From the sales of Friday. For the love of God, stop promoting this song, stop promoting Rebecca Black as a legitimate talent, stop blurring the lines of everything ironically, just because you can. It’s not worth it. Then she’ll never fade out of the public eye simply because everyone loves looking at terrible things.
Black’s making money, but nowhere to the tune of a million dollars. Instead, she broke 30k. Amazing. If you can make money off the worst song in the world, you have talent.
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