|02-01-2021, 10:44 PM||#1 (permalink)|
Join Date: May 2020
D.R.E.A.M. as performed by Miley Cyrus
Proles! We’ve got much bigger problems now. We’ve gone 180 with this one (but it really is just more of the same). They want Miley (poor soul) to become like Thom Yorke now. I can see them now, licking their lizard lips (or whatever) wearing clothes that look like they are compensating for fifty things all at once (as well as the sub classifications of those things). This is what they are saying: look at this (says one lizard holding up a copy of Kid A). This “experimental” goop with obtuse lyrics about the lead singer’s reluctant-fame-complaints is being pedestalized to the max. Let us follow suit with Miley. She’s not a little girl anymore. She needs to resemble some uber-pervs masturbation toy (or a William Burroughs concoction, whichever it most resembles in the end). She will sing like she’s the little zombie girl from Night of the Living Dead out for a swim (or a drown). Then we will be clever and the title will reference Wu Tang and the first Hannah Montana movie. The dream is now not love and fame, but the drugs that make the nightmare less overtly distressing and psychologically damaging (I wonder if she’s had enough feeling yet?). We can no longer torture her for being a talentless shmo in the same way. She can still barely sing but we can’t do country no more. There aren’t any guitarists bad enough to copy the awful piece of **** that was on the first one. Trust me.
I know, computer noises will do, and then it won’t seem so obvious that we are trying to drown out her singing too. She can (almost) wear a SEX Pistols shirt to seem slutty (but with an edge) and she will be black and white. It will be a new thing: ant-anti-anti fame fame (fame). The tragedy of the song will be unnoticed by everyone (as is tradition) and it will be impossible to tell which version of Miley came first (like magic), most of all to Miley. We will discuss the possibility of Wu-Tang’s inclusion in the project. I’m sure they can comply to our terms. We have our ways.