While making these mash ups, I often wonder, who benefits? Does it give Mariah Carey hippy cred? Do The Doors merely become the back up band for a singer who allegedly has the singing range of eight octaves? If they ever met, would they be friends, enemies, or frenemies? Would this relationship have room for Kanye?
And now, a mash up.
Writing about how stupid Trump is; it’s like shooting fish in a barrel. It makes a big needless mess, it stinks, and you get wet in all the inappropriate places where you should not smell like fish. At the end of the day, nothing has changed. This is what it must have felt like weeks before the end of World War II.
And now, a mash up.
Christmas is one week away. Have you been naughty? Have you been nice? Are you already tired of Christmas music? Would you like to talk to your peers about how overrated turkey is? Are you going to be merry?
This mash up should answer all those questions.
Some days more than others, I want to share my pain, in order to see if others can relate. On the other days, I imagine there’s no Kevin.
The following mash up represents a little of both.
The sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
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