Worst. Song. Ever: My Analysis

Hey everyone,

If you notice the reference in the title, 10 internet points to you. If not, then nevermind.

So, a flurry of assignments from a variety of classes. 18 geographers to memorize, and a c***load of Key Issues Worksheets, plus the dreaded SPRING BREAK MATH ASSIGNMENT (if you ask, I can tell you the story, otherwise just know that it contains rain, internet access, and Puerto Rico). Finally, we have this blog post and an independent reading project, in which I'm going to be making a full-sized House Stark banner and carrying it around school all day (okay Sydney, I'm a nerd. I admit it). If anyone knows what House Stark is, and can tell me that in a comment, again, another 10 points. Plus 90. So, without further ado, let me introduce you to the worst song ever, and its many complexities (ha). Of course, I'll use a favored medium of the blogger, the rant.

So, by now most people here must have heard about "Friday" by Rebecca Black, quite possibly the worst song ever (hence the title). Also, you might have heard about my penchant for using it to annoy people *COUGH*Mr. McCarthy*COUGH*. However, I have to say that it makes for a good laugh, especially when you watch someone absolutely destroy it.

BTW, here's a link to an extremely funny video analysis of the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y53om423Rj0

And so it begins. (my comments are in red)

(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)  This entire part really talks about the tortured soul of the artist, because it resembles tortured screams.
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Seven a.m., waking up in the morning - Amazing that's she's getting up that early...
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs -This part is talking about the media's corrupting influence on teens
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal - WTF? if you're having cereal, I'm pretty sure it's in a bowl
Seein' everything, the time is goin' -Amazing, Rebecca! you have an awareness of time! you have the I.Q. of the average kindergartener!
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)
I think this part's really weird. I mean, she goes to the bus stop, and gets to the bus, and suddenly her 9 year-old friends show up in a convertible, and she gets in it instead of getting on the bus like she's supposed too. OOOH, she's a rugged individualist, just like everyone else in the world. I personally think that she's talking about the allure of crime to the modern teenager, and how it's glamorized in the media (BTW, take these comments/analyses with a heavy dose of sarcasm)

Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
DEFINITELY talking about restrictive socioeconomic cliques in modern-day America. Definitely.

It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Okay Rebecca, I think your idea of Fridays is a little bit overblown. They're not really that great. The only thing they're really good for is waiting for the weekend, and watching Fringe, not "partying", because there's this thing called "SCHOOL", Rebecca. She's not being a very good student, is she? I mean think about what she's doing: driving in a car, skipping school, etc.

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
It's lyrics like these that make me lose faith in humanity. I mean come on. "fun fun fun fun"? Really? is that really the best we can do? to think her parents paid money to have her sing this crap is just saddening.
7:45, we're drivin' on the highway
Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right, ay
I got this, you got this
Now you know it
I have more than a few complaints about this. One, she never specifies A.M. or P.M, so she could basically be driving on a highway, at night, at 7:45 in the morning, somehow being in a black dress-thingy almost 45 minutes after she got up. Also, the people next to her (who by the way, can't dance) are creepy, and the way she talks about them is very interesting. "My friend is on my right" appeals to the popular fairy tale that a little angel goes on your right shoulder and tells you good things, so a devil goes on your left shoulder and whisper the bad action. So, from that lyric, I can reasonably extrapolate the fact that she's implying that her friend on the left is the devil incarnate, or participating in a satanic cult, or attempting to get Rebecca engaged in an illegal action.
Kickin' in the front seat
Sittin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?
Already talked about this one
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend
Same
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend
Again, same
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin')
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today

Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after ... wards
I don't want this weekend to end
This lyric makes me want to cry. In a bad way.
R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin' in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
I'm drivin', cruisin' (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, switchin' lanes
Wit' a car up on my side (Woo!)
(C'mon) Passin' by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it's Friday, it's a weekend
We gonna have fun, c'mon, c'mon, y'all
Okay, I've highlighted lines that indicate that at this point should have had people scrambling to call the police about this weird guy following a school bus.
It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend

It's Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin' down on Friday
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin' forward to the weekend

And that's a basic analysis of this song. Just to sum it up, I'll state the interpretation below.


"Friday" is a piece of crap.

The lyrics don't rhyme, the rythm's off, there's a creepy rapper guy talking about how he's going to have fun on friday while tailing a school bus, and singing so autotuned that they could have replaced them with computer-generated voices and nobody would have noticed the difference.

Which is why it's so funny.

NOTE: if it seems like I'm being extremely uncharitable in this analysis, I am. Though it's not meant to offend someone in particular, someone should really be ashamed for coming up with this song. Seriously.

--Noah

Word of the Week:
hadeharia
n. - constant use of the word 'hell'