Make Your Own Fun, Because Accordion Solo Has Nothing To Do With Star Wars

I’m beginning to think that the only immutable law of my universe is: The bigger the budget, the worse the outcome.

Let’s test our hypothesis:

CBSNBCFOXABC / Any Internet news aggregator
American Idol / Any bar band
Lehman Brothers / Grameen Bank
$750k snouthouse / My house

Yeah, it’s looking pretty grim for the Daddy Warbucks production effect. Let’s try a doubleblind/Folger’s Crystal/Pavlov’s Dog/Rorschach Blot test on you, now.

Here. Watch as much of this as you can stand. Don’t worry, I’m standing by with a supply of the antivenin for pitch-shifting vocals at the end of this entry.

I have no idea if you’d subject yourself to a Katy Perry music video. I know pop music isn’t supposed to be Stravinsky. But come on; there’s got to be a million bucks tied up in the concatenation of visual cliche tripe that accompanies a singsong ditty. But there isn’t enough money to hire a drummer. I still have to listen to a wan mechanical buhm, chick, buhm, chick for percussion, like any act in a Chinese restaurant lounge.

I like these guys so much better. Los Colorados!

You can’t argue with that. It’s science. Don’t be a denier.