My fastidious mutant mangoat field reporter brought this crime against humankind to my attention earlier today, and I haven't been able to stop crying for hours. My eardrums have since ruptured and my eyes still display phantoms where there should be nothing. It is my theory that one of the seven Ogdru Jahad have finally managed to escape from their cosmic prisons. It's all I can think of.
The dilly: Microsoft made this sweet infomercial thing for this casio-tastic program called Songsmith. You sing at your computer and then it slaps a sweet midi-rific shit beat to your face words and presto - you are a top shelf singstar pro extraordinare. You can tweak it with sliders and dials and what have you to make it even betterest.
The commercial is of amazingly low standards and a fucking musical ta boot, which equals awesome. Plus, the blatant use of a Macbook Pro is nice. And the photo of the dude above is actually from this piece of nightmareterrorcommericalizationhellathon. Check it below.
Since the actual commercial isn't funny enough on its own (Glow in the dark towel song? That fucking Asian lady boss?), someone made a parody of what I have already come to view (for sanity's sake) to be a parody in the first place. This one is pretty heavy on the abuse of gays, but it's funny stuff without being too offensive. Quality kicks in when "Punjabi" get thrown around..
Finally, this guy showcases how superrrrrrrific this shit can be if only there were a little more cowbell. I mean, how doesn't the cowbell make ANY song better? I'm looking at you Mr. Canty.
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