I've been so busy, I can't recognize myself. Earlier this week, we had the two nights of my school's Christmas concert, which like the play, f*cked up my sleeping pattern. I am still trying to fix this, and I will attempt to sleep early tonight so I could catch "The Whitest Kids U'Know" tomorrow at 7. But I hardly believe that will follow through.
Despite my circadian rhythm being disturbed, I must admit, I enjoyed a couple of the songs. I loved Hallelujah Chorus from the Messiah (Mainly due to the fact that it's the only song I know how to sing properly for the alto voice part). I also liked Gloria in Excelsis Deo, and even the cheesy drivel that is I'll Be Home For Christmas grew on me.
However, there is one song that I hated. I hated it so much, I wish it were a concrete object so I could proceed to smash it against a wall and feed it to a rabid tiger named Daisy.
If anyone's seen the Polar Express, you may have heard of a jingle called "Believe". If you are a person who enjoys cheesy drivel cheesier than I'll Be Home For Christmas, you may be fond of this song.
Well I'm not fond of it. I'm barely fond of it. I don't even like it. I HATE it.
I'm one to give almost every type of music a chance, because at least some effor is put into it (Though I'm not quite sure if Justin Bieber counts for this chance). There are very few songs I truly and deeply hate. The majority of them are Taylor Swift songs and some other random variety. "Believe" makes it in this category, which basically means, I hate it. A lot.
I don't necessarily hate the way it sounds. If anything, the instrumentals are pretty. It sounds like little fairies are jumping on your head and sprinkling confectioner's sugar on your eyes. However, as important the sound of the song is, it can only go so far until I actually realize what the lyrics are. For example, Shots is a pretty catchy song. Then you hear the lyrics. If you know the lyrics, 'nuff said.
My main irk with the song is the stupid lesson it teaches. Underneath the Christmas spirit-laced cover lies the horrible lesson it teaches. For your dreams to come true, you must believe. You must have Christmas spirit. And you will have everything you need! Your dreams will FLYYY!!!!
Look, past all the "people need to be happier on Christmas", and "let peopleb e happy and all that junk", if you're one to take songs like this to heart, it's a horrible lesson.
Believing is 1/4 or the work you need to do to make dreams come true. For you dreams to come true, you need to work for it. If you sit on your fat ass "believing", nothing's going to happen except that you will grow a beer gut. It's important to believe, but if you don't do anything, you will find that your shirts can no longer cover your belly.
The second irk is the fact that I believe the lyrics are badly written. "Children, sleeping. Snow is softly falling." Come on, man. How many times have we used that imagery? "Give your dreams to fly." Talking about believing in your heart. Say your heart said you should go kill that annoying 12-year old boy who peed in your mailbox, would you? And last but not least the whole "hear the melody" business. OVERF*CKINGUSED. The melody, hear it, have heart next to it, then throw in a phrase about believing. It equals = unoriginal bull shit song.
The worst part has to be having to sing this again and again in rehearsal and to sing it onstage with annoying 12-year olds who probably pees on mailboxes and trying to look serious. F*ck the real voice part, I sung it flat.
You may absolutely love this song. Great. None of these is a fact, it's an opinion. You have yours and so do I. You may not agree with me. That tends to happen in the world.
Have a cookie.
Okay, I'm done ranting.
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