This was a La Bouche song? Consider your mind blown for today. Edit: I suppose the Yankees are asking themselves this very same question. There’s only one answer. TO THE FUCKING LOCKER ROOM.
I don’t like it when people put years in songs. It just makes me realize just how old I actually am. Also, VEVO. WHY DO YOU GOTTA CENSOR THE WORD ASS BUT THERE’S PLENTY OF ASS IN THE VIDEO!? WHY?!
Okay, if KARA was in Pandora’s box, I’D OPEN IT WITHOUT HESITATION! So KARA’s back with their mini-album, titled “Pandora”. All I can say is….. OH GOD YES YES YES YES YES YES YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES.
I never knew that they made more Disney Eurobeat songs. So Disney, any chance for a downhill battle between the magic carpet and Takumi’s Hachi-Roku? Wow. An Italian dude pretending to be Sebastian. Um…
I saw this video on Jalopnik a while back, and it still sticks out as one of the strangest bigrig commercials I’ve ever seen. I’ll be the first to admit that I wanted one of those trucks. I blame the euro-techno music and all the lights.
Versus! We’re going to pit two things together and we’re going to decide who comes out on top! Let’s see who we’ve got in our corners. Fighting out of the red corner, from Tokyo, Japan in the year 2000, we have a Renai Revolution 21-era MORNING MUSUME! And in the blue corner, we have fighting…
It’s time for a new segment on SSB. “Whatever happened to…?” One of us will be talkin’ about a group, a fad, something, anything that was big back in the day…that just sort of disappeared. Like this group. It’s 1999 and I’m in my sophomore year of high school. I’m catching some MTV before I…
Seriously Hyuna, what the hell?! YOUR VOICE SOUNDS REALLY WEIRD AND CREEPY. And there’s a major lack of a toilet scene.
K-pop’s come a long way. Why, back in my day, I had to download videos and music off IRC and AOL chatrooms. Nowadays, you can find the songs pretty easily, and the videos…well, let’s just say that they’ve gone viral. With the advent of the internet, Korean Pop Music has taken the world by storm….
You know that type of morning where you wake up wrapped around your Japanese Dakimakura Love Pillow, bathed in pools of rave lights and then wander out into an anonymous metropolis while incorporeal hands claw at your face and reality is repeatedly punctured by incursions of flashing psychedelia and translucent avatars of video game characters?…
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