“All Music, All the Time” Used to be the tag line of what was at the time the most influential television station to ever grace cable television.
It was a simple formula. Just play music videos 24 hours a day, and occasionally show a shaky camera on someone with overdone hair who told you a little info on the song and artist. The bullshit title of V-J was an attempt to lend credibility, but it wasn’t necessary at the time. As a station called Music Television, the only credible thing you had to do was play music on your television station. The on air “talent” consisted of mostly people without the voice for radio or the face for television, but it didn’t matter since you only saw them for about 30 secs before the next video started.
The formula for the video’s were genius in their simplicity. Kickass songs and hot chicks. How can that not work? Baywatch became the most watched show on the planet with only half that formula.
You ould look forward to coming home and rocking out to badass music that encouraged you to do drugs, hate your parents, and smoke behind school. But MTV’s music has been replaced with steaming piles of ‘turd shows that are too numerous to name. And have all the subtly and cleverness of that same steaming turd being delivered on your chest.
If our daily lives were actually like the “Real World” reflected, we’d all live in better apartments with clever but shitty furnishings by IKEA . We’d be constantly stumbling stupid drunk into the easiest pussy ever, and work would consist of easy hours, easy pay, and not one single accomplishment. But we’d bitch endlessly about ourselves and how tough our lives had become.
Oh. And at the end, we’d all bawl and and proclaim about how much we learned and appreaciated each other. That is until the reunion show. What a sad sack a shit you must be to participate in that live audience. That’s for another time.
MTV is preaching style without substance and wrapping it in shit stained tiolet paper only a 14 yr. old could appreciated.
There isn’t a social movement that MTV hasn’t tried to somehow co-opt and take credit for starting. When MTV got on board Puff Daddy/Diddy’s shat-tastic “Vote or Die” campaign, I nearly shit my pants.
Only a network who have a resident “journalist” Kurt Loder or that self righteous prick Giedon Yago could believe for a second that the same retarded audience that watch shows like “Room Raiders” could comprehend much less give a fuck about politics.
It’s like boozing during a pregnancy and expecting your shit spawn low IQ ass kid to do higher fuctions in math.
I long for the day when you could sit on the couch and watch a video like “Rock The Cradle of Love” and
crank one off in peace without some assbag teenager talking about themselves on the screen verbally fellating the artist while the video plays in the backround.
Leave it to MTV to ruin music videos, reality television (previoulsy called “documentaries), rock, and hot chicks.
Fuckers.
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