Today’s Viral Video Endurance Test comes via the “Albucrazy”-based band Brokencyde, whose video for “FreaXXX” has been causing many an out-of-the-demo Internet surfer to grasp their cheeks, Home Alone-style, in horror at what the mashup era hath wrought. Brokencyde is the sort of band that thinks referring to itself as “crunk” is still funny, that supports MySpace “celebrity”/professional Internet beefer Jeffree Star on tour, that has guys showing off their abs in their top-friends slots, and that credits one of its band members with providing “cheeseburger” in its own MySpace bio. Jessica Hopper probably described the track–which, you probably noticed, has the “XXX” in its title in all-caps, because then it’s like a porno DO YOU GET IT–best:
“the best worst best worst no way this is real but oh my god how could it not be bizarro-world where a band has formed with a get rich quick scheme/unholy trinity combining nu-rave with screamo and qua rapping with vocoder into a single song that is like a deadly vortex of everything that has existed in non-country pop music in the last 18 months and then mixed in some heinous sub-Cobrasnake-skank vibes and filmed it.”
Seriously, it’s like a Hipster Runoff tribute video made by people who don’t really get that blog’s jokes. Or maybe who get them too well? Anyway, I made it through to about the 1:45 mark, and I dare you to beat my record. personally. Also, according to the video’s production company:
6. There was no drinking of alcohol on set. The bottle you see seven drinking from….that’s apple juice believe it or not!
See? Some types of stupid can’t be brought on by inebriation. (Also, I give it three months before this song somehow legit makes it big after being used in an ad for, like, Skins or something.)
brokenCYDE [MySpace]
IT LIVES [tinyluckygenius via americaneyes]
Whoa!! We Have A Tumblr Now!! [eatcakefilms; HT Nick Minichino]
I think I’m watching a different video from you guys. That was the greatest thing I’ve ever seen. Like ‘Ye with the vocoder, Brokencyde is way ahead of their time, son. I am copping this immediately when it drops to blast in my whip. That’s what’s up!
As mind-blowingly awful as this is, I can’t say I’m shocked or surprised. Look at those guys. I see kids who look like that often enough, isn’t this the type of music they should be making/listening to?
I think the most interesting thing about this type of music (by which I mean music created by this these kinds of kids, scene kids) is that it appears to be the first wide-ranging musical/subcultural style born and bred on the Web 2.0 internet. Some of it may sound different, or belong to different genres (the “hip-hop” of 3oh!3, the screamo of The Devil Wears Prada, or the cross-genre clusterfuck of the band in question) but the uniting factor is that the kids all LOOK the same, have the same post-post-ironic sense of humor, come from the same kinds of boring suburban towns, and have access to the means to create and promote their music (affluent parents and Myspace, respectively). I call it Myspacecore, because I have no idea how else to describe it.
@AL: I guess I’m not alone: [www.urbandictionary.com]
I’m just bemused by the fact that the video features non-stop dancing, but the song features a terrible beat that is gone for like 30 second stretches …
I don’t even know where to begin. My mind is racing with comments.
* If you can, try to stick it out till at least the 2:00 mark where they introduce 90s metal-era screaming and choking.
* Somewhere, Hype Williams is throwing up.
* This is a “mashup” the way the dumpster outside a restaurant is a “salad”
* Someone needs to take these guys and rub their face on a synthesizer and say “no” like they’re scolding a puppy.
* Real (asian) gangsters keep their bitches in the back of their SUVs like groceries
* This is what Tim Gunn has nightmares about
@Audif Jackson Winters III: There’s so much to love about this video. I’ve watched it like 10 times now for real. The confused embrace of ghetto signifiers, the “LIAR” break that has nothing to do with the previous lyrics, the fact that the shorties in the club pull their panties down and THEN take their pants off, everything about the scream guy (or hypeman, as my girlfriend called him), the choking during the “LIAR” section, as if without it the undercurrent of misogyny was a little too subtle.
If you attached the video you should really check out their other craptastic songs on myspace, like “Get Crunk”. It is some of the most ridiculous music ever.
@Nutzrpoppin: replace attached with watched, the old brain went on auto pilot
Every scene must have its Insane Clown Posse.
This was so aggressively shitty that I couldn’t stop laughing.
The Catch-22 here is that for every viewer that this post sends to YouTube to watch this video, this band inches that much closer to signing with a major.
Oh yeah: Dad said to have his late-model Jag back home by 11 or your ass is grounded.
@AL: “the fact that the shorties in the club pull their panties down and THEN take their pants off”
HA! i was so traumatized by the video as a whole that i didn’t even catch that!
The best part is the comment section. I haven’t seen such conflict between love (screamo) and hate (rap) among fans since Rob Halford came out.
i made it through the whole thing.
holy shit.
holy shit
holy shit
holy shit.
i…did i just…what the hell just happened? that was the worst thing i’ve seen in god knows how long.
what was that?
It’s the Icy Hot Stuntaz for today’s multi-cultural America.
Wow.
Made it to the end as well.
And I’m not sure how I feel about it. As I was watching, I thought “this can’t be for real. Has to be a joke, their idea of an SNL skit or something,” which made it easier to enjoy in a sick way.
But now that it’s over, I wonder if that was just a wishful-thinking defense mechanism. A survival instinct my brain kicked into gear to keep me from running off to the empty wilderness to live the rest of my days like the Unabomber at the thought that humans could actually create an abomination like that and think it’s anything other than an artistic abortion.
Either way, it’s not everyday that a music video results in the need for deep psychic self-examination…
I bet this song winds up in an episode of Nip/Tuck.
I only got through about a minute of it, and couldn’t stop laughing at the “YEEEEEOW” bits.
I thought they said “i don’t date mexicans” but it turned out to be “i don’t date lesbians.” I was a little disappointed.
I like dancing pork.
okay, first of all;
you guys are probably a bunch of 30 year olds
who listen to country and stupid shit like that.
and second, i dont see what the point of making
fun of bands that millions of people love. bc13
puts on one hell of a concert and they are all
awesome guys, ive met them. teenagers such as myself
enjoy this music. another thing you people like to
talk about is how teenagers “hate everyone.” all of
this criticizing of things we love is what pisses us
off so much. you mock our clothes, friends, and
our music (which is what we basically live off of)
get a life,
kthanks:]
So many seconds of goodness in the Brokencyde video. 56 seconds in the guy who screams screams and then has no idea as to what he should be doing with himself, so he sort of scratches his head and looks confused. At 1:17 a third member of the band is introduced and he looks like a young Stephen Baldwin. And for some reason everyone is lip syncing in this song. At 1:55 we’re introduced to another member of the band. This band has 4 people. What does it need four people for? To scream “liar” into the faces of the dancing women. And these women could not look less enthused or interested in this video. At 2:01 one of the dancers makes a quick face of disgust. You gotta pay attention if you wanna catch it, but it seems like she thinks as little of the band as I do. At 3:20, the screamer screams and he looks like John McCain in the famous post-3rd debate photo of him clutching his heart with his tongue sticking out as though he’s a dead dog.
It also seems to be a trend in terms of lyrical content:
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