It wasn't so much sad as it was inapropriately epic for a child's toy. We're talking progressive rock meets Yani type epic.
And then there's her jungle mat. It's all a big rip of Dora the Explorer - there's even a monkey with boots - not red ones - but big Uggy looking ones 5 sizes too big for a monkey. When you play the music on this mat you're thrust into a foreign nightmare where hip congos and maracas furiously shake out french classics. 5 seconds in you want to suffocate yourself with a Beret full of refried beans - it's awful!
So it comes down to two questions for me:
1. Who reviews/approves this crap? Honestly? Is there no quality control between the drawing board and the distributor?
2. What kind of strange horrible people create this music for a living? I'm reminded of that great SNL sketch that captures 5 minutes in the creation of a meditation cd. I imagine it would be a guy alone in his home studio who's balding on top but letting it all grow out down the back with a willowy white silk shirt on just jamming out passionately to his newest twist on The Itsy Bitsy Spider. What I wouldn't give to NOT be a fly on his wall (and I'm sure he has many).
I'm going to leave you all with a Good Buy. Best mobile ever with best songs ever - and I don't mean creepy good, I mean you can have it on loop all day and you it won't leave you trying to cut your ears off with a dull knife:
Tiny Love Soothe N' Groove Mobile from Amazon.
http://www.amazon.com/Tiny-Love-Soothe-Groove-Mobile/dp/B005VDX2RO/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1351897203&sr=8-1&keywords=tiny+love+soothe+n+groove+mobile
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