I love Alicia Keys and her voice (even her high-powered vocal fry), but our admiration of hollow commercial non-culture saddens me. This is like a requiem for music.
Joy just always turns to ashes in your mouth, doesn't it, dumpster?
No no, EvilHomer said it in right context, I'm a killjoy. No need to go throwing out some kind of weird teleological snarkument to explain it. I'm mostly disappointed because I have no gummi bears.
Honestly, I just give her credit for getting through the entire thing without cracking up. And also for appreciating good cartoons.
GUMMY BERRY JUUUUUUUUICE, AWWW BABY!
Alicia could start an all fried puppy and kitten only diet and I still could not hate her.
She's alright... for a homewrecker.
Also, she named her kid Egypt Daoud Ibarr Dean.
The Gummi Bears deserve this.
Oh come on, don't tell me you guys don't appreciate Gummi Bears. They bounce here and there and everywhere!
Yeah, I don't know what all the complaints are about. This is the musical equivalent of Andy Warhol's Campbell's Soup Cans.
The best part about it, for me at least, is that I've never seen a Gummi Bears hermaphrodite cockvore fic. The series is still untouched, still sitting just outside my recollection in this hazy, summerwarm mist of childhood bliss. Alicia sounds like she's coming from the same experience- her delivery is simple, beautiful, and honest; like a wide-eyed young child on a Saturday morning, experiencing a marvelous new world with her Gummi friends, untouched by the cynicism and perversity of our jaded adult life.
Plus I totally want to fuck her.
I am a sucker for alicia keys always.
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I will give five stars to a clip of her singing the American theme to Digimon like this.
That was fantastic.
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