Remember how Shirley Temple used to trot around dancing “On The Good Ship Lollipop?” You probably don’t. But the point is – our planet’s slow descent into cultural purgatory means that today’s child star has turned in their hair ribbons and ring curls for a blowout and traded their tap-dance choreography for dancing in cha-cha shorty shorts with moves that seem to cry out for a stripper pole.
Don’t let her dance moves fool you. Jenna Rose is 12 years old. Just weeks ago she was a wholesome young whippersnapper with a wildly succesful video-gone-viral tune called “My Jeans.” But unbeknownst to us, she and some producer were already plotting her turn towards the tawdry… her new song O.M.G. will probably get lots of traffic… not just because it’s uncomfortable, and riding the recent wave of ‘is this really happening’ music videos that have made her and Rebecca Black (in)famous. I’m sure she’s a very nice young girl with a very big dream. I’m not trying to be a hater, but this whole thing freaks me out.
Yeah, she still can’t sing. She carries this attitude about her that’s way too over confident in herself. Yes, good self-esteem and confidence is good to have, but not to the point that your trashing people who happen to not like your singing. It’s this, “Yeah, I know I’m the best and look better than you! Don’t like it? Well, you’re a loser so you don’t matter.”
This just makes kids who like her think it’s okay to act that way, when it’s not. That “I’m the best basketball player” not only needs to pay more attention in school and learn grammar, but also needs to learn that not everyone is going to like someone and not everyone is going to quietly dislike someone. Other famous singers get hate from people all the time, but they don’t constantly bitch about it. People have the right to their opinion, and if they feel speaking out against this crap will hopefully change future music, then let them. By God I hope it does change future music, because crappy kids singing about being better than everyone and how hot they know they are isn’t my idea of beautiful music. It’s just a complain and self compliment noise fest.