1 definition by sickwonderland
A lyrical genius of our generation.
She is clearly talking about the struggle for identity which all teenagers go through, when they don't really know their place in the world, or their 'seat' if you will. Seriously, this girl is a fucking genius.
I thought it was more about the socioeconomic role of those in the front seat taking the lead in propelling industry and fiscal disparity between social classes, and those in the backseats being beholden to their whims. She's in the backseat, and clearly at the behest of the monetary elite who are driving her about, but she's also achieved a zen-like calm about her plight and has learned to enjoy the backseat, which she shares with her friends in a similar plight. The awkward smiles on their brace-laden mouths expresses a subtlety of both pain, at what they can never have, and an almost joy at their acquiescence to capitalism's class divergence. She's at peace with the back seat, and I think we can all take comfort in that lesson.
But lest we forget, she is sitting in the middle of the three back seats. She can still perfectly see straight ahead at the wide open roads aka opportunities to move up in the world. Clearly she still feels some longing and jealousy towards the monetary elite. The repetition of "fun fun fun fun" seems as if she is trying to drum it into her head that she is content with her social standing, but she is not truly believing it. I hope we get a sequel to the video.
She is clearly talking about the struggle for identity which all teenagers go through, when they don't really know their place in the world, or their 'seat' if you will. Seriously, this girl is a fucking genius.
I thought it was more about the socioeconomic role of those in the front seat taking the lead in propelling industry and fiscal disparity between social classes, and those in the backseats being beholden to their whims. She's in the backseat, and clearly at the behest of the monetary elite who are driving her about, but she's also achieved a zen-like calm about her plight and has learned to enjoy the backseat, which she shares with her friends in a similar plight. The awkward smiles on their brace-laden mouths expresses a subtlety of both pain, at what they can never have, and an almost joy at their acquiescence to capitalism's class divergence. She's at peace with the back seat, and I think we can all take comfort in that lesson.
But lest we forget, she is sitting in the middle of the three back seats. She can still perfectly see straight ahead at the wide open roads aka opportunities to move up in the world. Clearly she still feels some longing and jealousy towards the monetary elite. The repetition of "fun fun fun fun" seems as if she is trying to drum it into her head that she is content with her social standing, but she is not truly believing it. I hope we get a sequel to the video.
Rebecca Black is an auto-tuned Fran Drescher.
Her lyrics:
"Yesterday was Thursday,
Today is Friday,
Tomorrow is Satuday,
And Sunday comes afterwards."
Her lyrics:
"Yesterday was Thursday,
Today is Friday,
Tomorrow is Satuday,
And Sunday comes afterwards."
by sickwonderland March 13, 2011