BACKSTREET BOYS - This is us
Friday, October 16, 2009
1950s Girdle Garter Belts
did not want to end this season of The Worst Albums without first approached by one of the greatest abuses (if not the largest) who conceived the most hackneyed genre of mass entertainment: the teen-pop.
I am quite sure that the Geneva Convention should have disapproved the use of this work on prisoners of war.
This set of crooks was formed in 1993, thanks to the "visionary mogul Lou Pearlman, who from his Florida home conceived this joke. He wanted to form a group of five young men they knew singing and dancing, and it placed advertisements in newspapers local, being selected AJ McLean and Howie Dorough, they were known for coming to the same auditions in search of work. The third component was a 13-year-old child singer and actor named Nick Carter, who had to decide between the group and a very tempting offer from the famous Mickey Mouse Club program, more artsy type quarry Justin Timberlake, Christina Aguilera or Britney Spears. The fourth member was found to be Kevin Scott Richardson, who worked at Disney World amusement park, dressed Aladin! The last robot on entering was Brian Littrell, cousin of Carter, who stood out from small in the choir of his church. Go selected pure stamina!
Few things exist that are further away from rock and pop, and even the style 'boy band' (whose real pioneers were the New Kids On The Block and not these jerks), and to get so horny bodybuilders , stylists, interior designers and princesses pubescent middle-class homes, not forgetting the ladies who compete in Major League basket ball game. In all, it takes all the prizes. Let us now
top-10 of the perfect specimen who may be interested in this debacle:
# 10: The atrophied genital crying with excitement every time a new version is released the saga of "Fast and Furious."
I am quite sure that the Geneva Convention should have disapproved the use of this work on prisoners of war.
This set of crooks was formed in 1993, thanks to the "visionary mogul Lou Pearlman, who from his Florida home conceived this joke. He wanted to form a group of five young men they knew singing and dancing, and it placed advertisements in newspapers local, being selected AJ McLean and Howie Dorough, they were known for coming to the same auditions in search of work. The third component was a 13-year-old child singer and actor named Nick Carter, who had to decide between the group and a very tempting offer from the famous Mickey Mouse Club program, more artsy type quarry Justin Timberlake, Christina Aguilera or Britney Spears. The fourth member was found to be Kevin Scott Richardson, who worked at Disney World amusement park, dressed Aladin! The last robot on entering was Brian Littrell, cousin of Carter, who stood out from small in the choir of his church. Go selected pure stamina!
Few things exist that are further away from rock and pop, and even the style 'boy band' (whose real pioneers were the New Kids On The Block and not these jerks), and to get so horny bodybuilders , stylists, interior designers and princesses pubescent middle-class homes, not forgetting the ladies who compete in Major League basket ball game. In all, it takes all the prizes. Let us now
top-10 of the perfect specimen who may be interested in this debacle:
# 10: The atrophied genital crying with excitement every time a new version is released the saga of "Fast and Furious."
# 9: Choosing chirusa "Celebrate life" by Axel, as the main ringtone on your mobile phone.
# 8: The elephant that tests your car DVD system with a performance of The Three Tenors.
# 7: The low-fat theme "Back in Black" on your i-phone for use as the background of a streap-tease.
# 6: The ineffable collector full seasons of "Beverly Hills 90210" or "Friends."
# 5: The pale clerk who holds only 5 tracks (in 128 kps) Sonohra in your i-pod of 20 Gb
# 4: The poor humming issues while smelling Maná deodorant from a supermarket floor.
# 3: The perversito sending an SMS to 90100 to learn the Kama Sutra poses and then despair at not knowing how to cancel the service.
# 7: The low-fat theme "Back in Black" on your i-phone for use as the background of a streap-tease.
# 6: The ineffable collector full seasons of "Beverly Hills 90210" or "Friends."
# 5: The pale clerk who holds only 5 tracks (in 128 kps) Sonohra in your i-pod of 20 Gb
# 4: The poor humming issues while smelling Maná deodorant from a supermarket floor.
# 3: The perversito sending an SMS to 90100 to learn the Kama Sutra poses and then despair at not knowing how to cancel the service.
# 2: The disabled who spends his bonus on a ticket to see Arjona from a location not less than 400 meters.
And the # 1: The salami that gets into a 10-year loan just to make the quince to the baby, who probably will not choose any topic of these drones, but "Angels" by Robbie Williams, for entrance.
This defecation, the newest of all the disgusting man who recorded this true "Ladykillers" is the final paradigm that pop music is in serious danger of extinction. Is that this is music for people who can not understand what it's about music. Kevin
No longer in their ranks, the "Backshit" Boys? published "This Is Us" (Is this are you?) in October 2009, only to return to firmly establish the highest podium record of the shortness. The last throw of the best selling vocal band of the planet was produced by Max Martin, Redon and Jim Jonsin, and contains exactly what you seek any avid fan of the Disney Channel: hysteria in syrup. However, I am sure that both Pluto and the Little Mermaid, detest the album, while the boys from I-Carly grab them in fits of laughter that would lead to tachycardia.
The only noteworthy song is "Straight Through My Heart", nothing more than to be cutting media. In it, the BSB are like a Duran Duran without eggs, after 18 months in Termas de Rio Hondo.
Everything else that populates this pernicious compact (especially "Bigger", "Masquerade," "She's a dream" and "Undone") is full of gasps and whispers seductive illusion, clichés recycled over and over again in their hateful former production, very little added to his unfortunate career.
And it appears that I did not use the word "gay" in no time!
And the # 1: The salami that gets into a 10-year loan just to make the quince to the baby, who probably will not choose any topic of these drones, but "Angels" by Robbie Williams, for entrance.
This defecation, the newest of all the disgusting man who recorded this true "Ladykillers" is the final paradigm that pop music is in serious danger of extinction. Is that this is music for people who can not understand what it's about music. Kevin
No longer in their ranks, the "Backshit" Boys? published "This Is Us" (Is this are you?) in October 2009, only to return to firmly establish the highest podium record of the shortness. The last throw of the best selling vocal band of the planet was produced by Max Martin, Redon and Jim Jonsin, and contains exactly what you seek any avid fan of the Disney Channel: hysteria in syrup. However, I am sure that both Pluto and the Little Mermaid, detest the album, while the boys from I-Carly grab them in fits of laughter that would lead to tachycardia.
The only noteworthy song is "Straight Through My Heart", nothing more than to be cutting media. In it, the BSB are like a Duran Duran without eggs, after 18 months in Termas de Rio Hondo.
Everything else that populates this pernicious compact (especially "Bigger", "Masquerade," "She's a dream" and "Undone") is full of gasps and whispers seductive illusion, clichés recycled over and over again in their hateful former production, very little added to his unfortunate career.
And it appears that I did not use the word "gay" in no time!
n Epilogue: The only way that I have to see these useless is through the sights of a rifle. And instead of having wasted my time to choose for my last column for the year by "Backstreet's Back" (their worst record once) and this brand new slip, should have invested the effort to choose between the precision of an Armalite AR-30 and the fire power of an AI Arctic Warfare 50.
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The clip of "Straight Through My Heart." Judging by the clumsiness of their movements, I have the impression that, instead of doing a dance, these mature youth icons are suffering a rehabilitation session kinesiology.
OTHER identical copies: all their albums.
ANTIDOTE: mate and cakes fried in a march picketing.
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