what new prodigy have we here? are we to be blown away by dexterous little musicians or another charismatic crooner discovered on youtube? nope, none of that shit. instead the internet has upchucked young rebecca black in her glory. there are really no words to describe the depth, complexity and new standards this song reaches, so we think it best you witness the horror yourself.
we have to hand it to the “record label” ark music factory for their scam business model. starstruck little kiddies get to sample a taste of fame – a choice from two pre-written songs and some world-class autotuning – for a low low $2,000.
of course this snotty video has gone viral (not surprised are you) and won dubious awards like “worst song in the universe”, “best nasal rendition of a song” and of course “good job for knowing the days of the week”.
should these “producers” be shot, drawn and quartered for introducing to the world mind-numbing nothingness?
We-we-we so excited / we so excited
Tomorrow is Saturday / And Sunday comes after…wards
or should they be commended for a brilliant business plan?
the Landschütz brothers are designers. fine, designers are a cool bunch. but they’re also smart enough to question how the f**k else can they redesign the ubiquitous plastic stool? and here’s the killer… they’re even smarter than smart enough to know that a stool for sitting is a stool for sitting is a stool for sitting. so they came up with, er, extreme sitting. yeah, the sport of sitting, we kid you not. and suddenly their plastic stools have become the next best thing to have on the german sidewalk other than a mighty pint or bier. perhaps we should introduce this to our mindless youths. have a look, won’t this beat the eyesore of their purposefully aimless lepaking?
being forced to produce fugly work for ungrateful parties seems to have driven design mafias zhong and cheehao up the wall, so they decided to channel some good art sense elsewhere instead. aren’t these tee designs great? orders, anyone?
so we hear there’s some tussle about where company B’s picnic will be. well, assuming the pleas aren’t falling on deaf ears, what do you say? btw, don’t think we didn’t anticipate some of you trying to click more than once for *your* preferred choice… GROW UP lah
(note: this is an independent poll, it doesn’t do the bibgang any favors… we’re just curious like that)
the boys at if/ interactive pulled off another nice one again! What Berry Are You became an overnight hit and got everyone spamming everyone’s fb walls. who could say no to a chance of labeling your friends, with patapon-esque characters to boot? and of course there’re phones to win too. all you brand custodians who still think having a facebook fanpage makes you “digital”, sigh…
we’ve seen our share of questionable evangelists, fanatic worshipers and the works. yet we find this clip of baby ava somewhat more disturbing. yeah, some may find it cute. we think not. just saying.
hell yeah, deva the IT guy creamed the rest and won the Thursday Tie-Up! never having worn a tie for more than 20 mins his whole life (he probably choked himself for 19 minutes and a half for his wedding pics), he was the poster boy for the ultimate “it” crowd. or 5-star bartender, as ker puts it. the bofos (that’s what they call themselves, those outlaws) got legs (aka teresa) and kellie and pauline to do a stripshow for deva – yeah, go ahead and ignore the emails lah next time, why don’t you - and brought him downstairs for a tipple.
so what was in his prize pack? a few cans of beer, an umbrella, a swarovski-embedded t-shirt and a, wait for this… rubber chicken. don’t ask. and a few jugs of beer which he didn’t stay long enough to finish. here’s to mister dashing.
well well well, isn’t it nice when agency people dress up, instead of looking as drabby as their mood that the boss client spoiled first thing in the morning? here’s a quick peek around bates141 where the-day-before-friday is now themed Thursday Tie-Up…
chris shows how to do the salsa with his fingers.
cindy goes wall street chic. and then she had to throw in the pink plastic tumbler.
french cuff kelly feeling stripey
dashing deva redefines the IT look
kara(oke) adds a dash of "ong" color
allan prepares for a wedding dinner
teresa's got leeeeeeeeegs
this should give some "appearance" points in justin's internship review
yong's 2-inch tie and silver kicks just made cool even cooler
mei glamming it up with some frills
camin perked up when he heard "tiger time!"
tracy insisted on wearing her funky-smelling tie
fred practising new pick up lines to go with this supposedly less horny look
when it starts pouring in the evening everyone will wish s/he took alvin's wardrobe advice
ker talking to his remisier about the gogo bar, we mean, stockmarket
kamal hoping to get paid by blackberry for product placement
the planner didn't follow the brief... perhaps adi should be penalized?
and apparently the “best dressed” bugger who gets voted most will win something…
lace up yer doc marts for the moshing mayhem! and palate palette is the new stomping ground… nice, following their recently launched ink night. hey ho, let’s go!
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