To start your week off awfully, I’d like to share something that helped affirm to me in my younger days that redemption cannot be afforded to us all.
Black Out was sort of a band that sort of made waves on the Internet around 10 years ago for being unreptentantly terrible. Even the fact that they were preteen kids didn’t let them get off easy, as they were mocked mercilessly for this song (in retrospect, maybe it was largely because they were all 12.)
It’s sort of impressive that they were able to create an actual song as a bunch of dumb kids, because at that age I could barely work a faucet, but it’s pretty clear why these kids became a target. Kids with rich parents getting them into the recording industry is nothing new (Taylor Swift is one example) but you usually have at least the appearance of talent working in your favor. From the opening moments of the music video, set at a concert for other sixth-graders who are apeshit for glowsticks, and the young drummer’s disturbingly laborious grunt/kick-off, this is kitschy at best. It gets worse as the lead singer lazily drawls lines Dylanesque lines like “Gamecube, Xbox, Playstation 2 / Know all about them as soon as they’re new” and then one of them pretends they can play the guitar behind their head. They honestly should get points for effort, but it’s probably their parents’ more than anything.
(On that note, there probably was a class dynamic going on in the response to this, too: sharp historians will recognize that the music video is seemingly filled in a mansion and the kids wear what looks like prep-school uniforms throughout. Maybe if they had been homeless or seen playing “Halo 2” underneath an overpass, they would have fared better.)
Like I said, “Video Games” is the kind of thing that approximates earning respect but doesn’t quite get there. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are obscure folk-punk covers of it floating around somewhere, performed by the same bored teenagers who saw this in 2008 and can’t help but be steeped in irony because of it.