Oh boy. This guy. His name is tonetta777, and he plays guitar. He has lots of songs, like "Drugs Drugs Drugs," and "Sweet 16." He kind of seems like someone's dad who reached a point in his life where he realized that he was gay, and that he did not want to die without ever pursuing his music. At first, his children supported him because they loved him and wanted him to be happy, and at first it seemed like taping himself in the basement using an old high school A/V mixing board with over 10 different "special efx" was fun. You do, dad! He would send the links around to some of his friends and family being like "Check out my new vid, you cats. Lots Of Love," and his friends and family would write back like "You rock, Dave!" and "I'm loving this new you!"
But then at a certain point he decided that if he was going to the trouble of expressing himself, he might as well REALLY EXPRESS HIMSELF, and that is when things got weird. Really, really weird. After the jump, so much weird. All of the weird, basically. You been had warned.
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Cool rock, Dave. You should put together a demo and start playing gigs around town!
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Admittedly, your songs sort of sound the same, but I like that you are getting out there and showing people what you're all about.
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OK! Nice vest! I dig it! Let your freak flag fly! What's that around your neck? Who cares! You're doin' your thang!*
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Huh. OK...A song about Saddam. Sure, man. Political! Sometimes I disagree with American foreign policy, and there are plenty of discriminatory issues at home that concern me, but this is still a wonderful country!
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Um...OK, actually the Saddam thing kind of creeped me out, but I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to get in the way of your creative process. But this song REALLY creeps me out, so I kind of figure there's no reason to hold back on the constructive criticism at this point.
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Wait, no. Hey! Let's go back to the cool jamz. Why is this door locked?
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DAVE, I DON'T LIKE THIS. YOU ARE SCARING ME. PLEASE STOP SCARING ME!
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Look, I think I'm just going to take off. If you'd just open the door, like, just unlock the door and I'll just go. Cool? I think I just want to go home now. Please? Dave, why won't you let me go home?
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HELLO? CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? I AM IN DAVE'S BASEMENT AND I NEED AN ADULT! I DO NOT WANT TO DIE!
(Via StreetCarnage.)
*"You're doin' your thang" is such a gross sentence! Befitting!
