The Worst Music Videos Ever Created

I was surfing YouTube and one thing led to another. Please...um...enjoy these mind-numbing, headache-inducing music videos from the 80's and 90's (oh, the 20th century). In my opinion, these are a few of the worst music videos ever made in the history of mankind.

First, a strange Finnish song and dance. I don't know the name or the group, and frankly, I don't ever want to. (Why are they all eating snacks at the end?)



Second, the song "Breakin' the Chains" by Dokken. I cannot even begin to comprehend why this video exists, or why they were filming in a haunted mansion. Some things will never be known...



Thirdly, the song "Losing You" by Jan Terri. Just look at her in her fancy limo (it may be noted that she herself was a limo driver... hm...). And the first shot of her boyfriend is priceless (parked in a no-parking zone! You sexy rebel!)



Last and least, the song "Baby Blues" by (yet again) Jan Terri. His eyes are blue enough to fill a swimming pool... with ducks. Plus, look at all those hot chicks! I want to go to that bar...



I apologize for any hurt feelings of fans ofJan Terri, Dokken, or the strange Finnish band. This is purely my opinion.

Amherst Geeks

By Spencer Tweedy, curator of spencertweedy.com and macatron.com

Amherst College Survey: Students are wired Mac addicts

"This is not your father's college class. Hell, it isn't even mine, and I've only been out of the system for five years. What I'm talking about is this new survey from Amherst College. Long story short is they're armed to the teeth with tech, Apple products and web apps, and their classrooms are too." - Gizmodo

So, according to an Amherst College survey, most of their students are "wired, Facebook-loving Mac addicts." Here are some statistics.

• 432 members of the incoming class of 438 had Facebook accounts, and accounted for 3,225 posts.
• By the end of the first day of class, 370 students had registered 443 devices.
• Those devices? Probably laptops, as only 14 freshmen lugged desktop computers to school this year.
• As for the Apple effect, the probability of a student having an iPhone/iTouch in the class of 2012 is approximately 1 in 2.
• Total landline phones in service? Five.

Pretty crazy, huh?

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This Boy's Life

THIS BOY'S LIFE

He's a very sensitive boy
standing next to Jesus
"Have a cigarette" Jesus says
A poisonwood bible in his right hand
Delivering lunches
to the Navy man
"Have a cigarette" the Navy man says
He's a very sensitive boy
who watched a monster on the Phillies
It's crunch time
his father said
But he was a long way gone
And the monster says,
"Have a cigarette"
But he's a very sensitive boy
and he doesn't smoke

That was a found poem that I made in class an hour ago. We were supposed to find things (e.g book titles, phrases you overhear, phrases from a book) and compile them into a poem. We did a similar thing last year. That poem was about a casino and a guy with a gambling problem. I wish I could find it...

The Birth of a Superhero

Hey everyone,

I was bored today, so I decided to make a stop motion movie on the chalk board. I never really have the patience to make a full length one, so by the time I was done with the opening sequence I threw in the towel and called it a day. This was an impromptu decision, hence the shaky tripod and white towel jumping around on the bottom of the frame. That said, enjoy!

Alternate Universe (WARNING: Contains Harsh Language and Thematic Elements XD)

After saying goodbye to my friend Kate and boarding the bus at about 9:00, I realized something. I hadn't checked whether the bus in which I was riding was the 22 Clark-- the one I was supposed to be riding-- or the 36 Broadway. I asked the woman next to me.
With a slightly patronizing tone, she said, "Honey, this bus is the 36."
"Okay," I responded. "That's what I thought." 'Damn,' I thought to myself.
I kept my composure, however. I remembered that Broadway goes Northeast, so I would reach Irving Park eventually. I passed the time listening to two girls behind me talk about tequila.
I did, in fact, reach Irving Park. I got off and looked at my surroundings. A gas station here, a restaurant there. I walked with a confident demeanor, but let's face it, I had no idea where the hell I was. I wasn't completely hopeless, though.
I knew that if I were to get on the Irving Park bus, I would be going west. So I decided to go west. The first bus stop I came across was not in fact an Irving Park stop but an Ashland Express stop. Disheartened, I turned around and started walking the opposite direction, east. The next stop I came to was even more confusing; the sign said Clarendon Express... three times. While I was inspecting the sign, I heard a voice from behind me.
"Hey buddy." I turned around. The voice was that of a 30-some year old man sitting on the bench.
"Hi..." I said.
"Why don'tcha sit down" He gestured to the empty spot next to him.
"Um, no thanks." There was an awkward silence.
He broke it, but to a negative effect, "I don't smoke weed. Do you smoke weed?"
"Hm, can't say I do." There was another silence.
"Alright, don't worry about it." He said as I walked away. As I was walking, I pondered upon this man's motives. I boiled it down to three. 1)He wanted me to give him some weed, 2) He wanted to rape me, or 3) He wanted to rape me while we were both high on weed that I gave him. Whatever it was, it didn't help me out of my bad mood.
I walked west again. This time I walked past the Ashland stop, and whaddya know, not even a block away there was the Irving Park stop. However, once I DID get onto the bus, I had to wait another half hour or so, because the bus driver didn't really feel like driving the bus just yet. Once the guy behind me started saying things like "fucking bitch ain't got no cock," I decided it was about time to call someone.
When I finally got home, I was greeted by my father, who was wearing a hawaiian shirt under a blue pinstripe suit jacket, with tennis shoes, ripped jeans, and a straw hat.
Yikes.

Nada Surf: Lucky Review

Play this album loud. Really loud. And sing along. The album, released this year, is undoubtedly one of the most catchy, uplifting albums I have heard in a while. The album, Nada Surf's fifth full-length installment, features irresistibly catchy verses and choruses, beautiful yet subtle harmonies, and often whimsical and funny lyrics. Matthew Caws, lead singer and guitarist, brings the house down with a great voice. Daniel Lorca and Ira Elliot are great with pounding bass lines and drums. Each song is unique, bringing its own harmonies and/or counter melodies to the table (.e. "Beautiful Beat" and "See These Bones").
This is one of those few albums that can be listened to over and over and over. My only problem with the album is the song "The Fox", which seems slightly out of place with the rest of the album. It actually kind of scared me the first time I heard it--it's just that weird. But I'm starting to warm up to it.
"Lucky" by Nada Surf will go down as one of my favorite albums ever. I look forward to their next album!

9.8/10

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Jeans Boond: From Europe With Hate

Yet another HILARIOUS video I made with a different friend and my brother a looong time ago. This one is spoofing James Bond: From Russia With Love (HAWHAWHAW). We were exploring the concept of cutting to a different camera angle mid-action. Again, we thought we were so cool.

The Ultimate Montage!!!

I was surfing YouTube and recalled a video I had made with a friend and my brother two years ago. I looked it up, and to my surprise, it was still there. While watching, I was overcome with mixed feelings of nostalgia and disgust. Nostalgia because it was a long time ago. Disgust because when we made it, we thought it was incredibly deep and witty. How sad is that.
I then found a few other videos that we had made. They shall follow.
Meanwhile, enjoy this video.