Paul McCartney and Wings cover Mary Had a Little Lamb. This song was so inexplicable that most critics at the time of its release thought it was either deliberately ironic or a protest against Paul's previous single "Give Ireland Back to the Irish" being banned by the BBC for its political content. Turns out, it was an entirely serious effort.
Abstinence rules! Playin' is for fools!! Possibly the most heavy-handed Christian rock song ever. Whenever people think of the shallow stereotype of Christian Rock, something like this song comes to mind. Michael Sweet, the performer of this song, was the lead guitarist for Boston, so he's got legitimate skill. It's just that the song is so over-the-top it almost seems like a parody.
This hilariously bad cover of Alejandro by Lady Gaga. The most unsubtle Ho Yay one could see yet, ill placed harmonies, lispy singing voices, and an unenthusiastic female singer, complete with cheesy slowed camera frame rates in an attempt to look sexy (except failing rather hilariously so). It should be So Bad, It's Horrible, but it's so bad it's actually impossible to hate.
Iron Maiden's B-side to "Rainmaker" is an intentionally bad song called "More Tea Vicar?" The song is a satire on mainstream music (noticedthe initials?), and it's done so in the most tongue-in-cheek way possible. Bruce sings about leather underwear and a dog named Reginald, he raps half the song and shouts out things like "YO BITCH!!!!" and "LICK MY BONE!!!". Then to top it all off, Bruce can be heard singing "Jive Talkin'" by The Bee Gees in a hilarious sounding falsetto.
Before William Hung, a nice middle-aged lady named Elva Miller parlayed her off-key warble and whistling (!) of pop hits like Downtown into four albums during the middle 1960s. The Other Wiki discusses her here.
This song was used to try and teach kids how to speak French "La Le". It fails badly as it just made them fall over laughing from the awful lyrics, the bad animation and the sexual overtones.
Also before William Hung, there was Wild Man Fischer, who sang (bad) songs to passers-by on the Sunset Strip in L.A. for a few years. (That was his source of income since due to his mental illness(es) he couldn't maintain a job.) He was finally given a chance to record an album when discovered by Frank Zappa in 1968.
"Always" by Erasure is a total Ear Worm, so corny that it shows up in stool, and the music is full of electronic beeps and boops that sound like R2-D2 scatting, but there's an earnest quality to its unabashed cheesiness that makes it impossible to hate. Lead singer Andy Bell's fantastic pipes are a big check in the song's "plus" column, but please remember that [adult swim] picked it for Robot Unicorn Attack for a reason, and not simply "because it's awesome."
Yasha Swag's "Go Go Go". It takes autotuning and ridiculous lyrics to far beyond even Jenna Rose's levels. The video's horrible too, but that's another story.
Ja Rule's rapping is pretty good. His singing on the other hand... not so much. Not that his horrid singing is a bad thing though, as it provides great unintentional comedy in gems such as "Mesmerize" and "I'm Real."
In case you don't have a musicologist or classical musician available, here's Lucia Popp's rendition for comparison.
Some of the karaoke ending songs in Lucky Star, as expected from traditional karaoke, are hilariously awful. The most popular of these include Konata screaming through Dragon Ball Z's theme and Konata trying to sing the English Monkey Magictheme despite not knowing English.
What makes the DBZ one, at least, is how much Konata is clearly enjoying herself.
Also: Everything Shiraishi has ever sung on that show. Particularly that one time in the end credits when he tried to sing "Mottoke! Sailor Fuku" without knowing the words.
Remember Fist of the North Star? And its opening, the manliest song ever Ai wo Torimodose (You Wa Shock!)? Then please listen to this cover made by Shiraishi and Akira. Also, notice how near the end of the first song they give up any pretension of singing and just start screaming into the mic.
If you were to take every stereotypical problem associated with amateur, self-made musicians, mix them all together, and crank the mix Up to Eleven, the result would be Jan Terri, an aged, overweight, and often downright mean-looking (although, in her defense, looks are deceiving, as interviews show that she's very friendly) woman, singing in a chain-smoker-esque voice to background music that often sounds like a badly synthesized midi, and then making ridiculously amateur music videos to them. Try this! Watch her most famous video with the sound muted, and see how hard it is to remember such an unremarkable home-movie was supposed to be the music video to a love song! The worst part is that she's good enough at songwriting that her music will never leave your head.
The Shaggs were four sisters from Fremont, New Hampshire, who were forced to become a band by their father, who was told by his mother that his children would form a popular music group. He forced them to practice every day, perform at local events, and record an album, despite the girls not even having rudimentary knowledge of music theory or how to play their instruments. The result is odd, hackneyed melodies, uneven time signatures, and instruments/vocals that are blatantly out of tune. Despite all of this, as their obscure LP "Philosophy of the World" achieved recognition among collectors, the band was praised for their raw, intuitive composition style and lyrical honesty. "Philosophy of the World" was lauded as a work of art brut, and was later reissued, followed by a compilation album, Shaggs' Own Thing, in 1982. RCA Victor released Philosophy of the World (with the original cover art and track sequence) on CD in 1999, whereupon it was hailed as something of an avant-garde cult classic. The Wall Street Journal reviewed the CD on the day it was released, and The New Yorker subsequently ran a lengthy profile of the Shaggs, authored by Susan Orlean. The Shaggs are now seen as a groundbreaking outsider music group, receiving praise from mainstream artists such as Kurt Cobain and Frank Zappa. You can read more at That Other Wikihere, and hear their music, such as it is, here.
2008's Irish entry was a turkey puppet called Dustin, who was a mainstay of Irish children's TV for 20 years at that point (originally a vulture, but it got retconned shortly after his introduction) singing a So Bad, It's Good song about how the Eurovision has become So Bad, It's Good (or possibly horrible). This is a few post-modernisms too many for a lot of people, who think the song is simply and shallowly crap. Thus, it didn't get past the semi-finals.
The 2009 contest actually suffered because of this: most of the acts were too good to be so bad they were good but not good enough to be actually good.
The original Belarusian entry for 2011, containing such gems as "Byelorussia, USSR time... you're my passion, do it old-fashioned", was so hilariously terrible that the Belarusian broadcaster felt the need to change the lyrics... which made it go from so-bad-it's-good to plain bad.
This was also many people's view of the Eurovision Song Contest for decades before the introduction of the phone-in system.
This version of "Oh Holy Night". For some people, it might fall into So Bad, It's Horrible; but anyone with a robust sense of humour split their sides laughing while listening to it.
No Use For a Name's asinine and earnest anti-war ballad "In Fields of Agony (Everybody Dies!)" You can find this gem on Rock Against Bush Vol 2. It is complete with bongos and oh so clever sound clips of Rumsfeld and George W. Bush.
Sondra Prill's music. A notable example of one of her cover songs is of Janet Jackson's "Nasty". Unlike the original, Sondra's version is more off-key, and she seems to yell most of the time.
P. D. Q. Bach, people, P. D. Q. Bach! Echo Sonata for Two Unfriendly Groups of Instruments! Grand Serenade For an Awful Lot of Winds and Percussion! March of the Cute Little Wood Sprites!
Extra credit to Peter Schickele for promoting appreciation of legitimate classical music through PDQ Bach. Tens of thousands of classical music lovers had their first exposure to classical music through PDQ Bach. And let's remember Oedipus Tex. All of his music is intentionally that bad, and is always hilarious.
"MacArthur Park." As performed both as a 60s pop ballad by Richard Harris and as a disco dance remix by Donna Summer. The chorus is meant to be symbolic of a lost love; that only cements it more firmly in this category:
Humourist Dave Barry - whose Bad Song Survey had ranked this song No.1 - commented that a lot of fans had since written to inform him that he didn't get it; that "the cake was a metaphor. To which I reply, OK, but it's a really stupid metaphor."
Insipid lyrics notwithstanding, the Richard Harris version has good instrumental backing, and his voice sounds pleasing enough. The Donna Summer version, however, butchers the original song in every single area but the lyrics. It doesn't help that her arrhythmic singing brings William Shatner to mind.
The narminess of this song was lampshaded on The Simpsons. At the Little Miss Springfield Pageant, Apu's niece announces that she will be performing it and playing the tabla (an Indian drum). Cue the audience bursting into hysterical laughter.
The (in)famous Bowie / Jagger cover of "Dancing in the Street". Especially with the video, which debuted at Live Aid (1985).
The video is even morehilarious with the sound off.
"The Laughing Gnome" predated Space Oddity and even his first full album. It's... odd. (It's a child-oriented novelty song — there was a market for such songs in The Sixties.) After Bowie became famous in the early 1970s, on another record label, Decca rereleased it as a single to cash in on his fame and it quickly became notorious.
From that first full album (1967's David Bowie), "Rubber Band" and "We Are Hungry Men".
In early 2014, Billy Ray Cyrus remade the already disrespected "Achy Breaky Heart" into an incoherent mess involving rapping, twerking, dubstep drops, and Larry King. Needless to say, it has not gone over well.
Former Ramones bassist Dee Dee Ramone's out-of-print solo debut (under the name Dee Dee King) Standing In The Spotlight. While there are songs that are more typically Ramones-esque, most tracks prominently feature him rapping in a tone of voice that has been memorably compared to "a cartoon moose" and making memorable boasts like "I'm the cut-creator, the master of rap\ when I walk down the street, homeboys tip their hat". What might be the weirdest moment on a fairly bizarre album is a hip-hop update of 60's dance craze "Mashed Potato Time" featuring back-up vocals from Debbie Harrynote The cover seems to have been done entirely for the sake of a Stealth Pun - the original version is by Dee Dee Sharp. The Ramones themselves did evidently like one song enough to remake it, though - they recorded a version of "The Crusher" that altered the lyrics, removed the Rap Rock elements, and featured Dee Dee's replacement CJ Ramone on vocals.
Most of Chicago's earliest music is truly good on its own; but Terry Kath's "An Hour in the Shower" suite, in which he laments not having the right kind of Spam with him while he's travelling, qualifies.
"Hey baby wake up from your asleep. We have arrived onto the future and the whole world has become... ELECTRONIK. SUPERSONIK."
As the "I hope you enjoyed this flight as much as you enjoyed our accent" line implies, it's a Stealth Parody. It was made to promote the book Molvania: A Land Untouched By Modern Dentistry, which is a mock travel guide for a Ruritania-style fictional country. So it's still so bad it's good, just intentionally so.
If you want to get to a magical land without your limbs being ripped off and eaten, for the love of Peach, NEVER FOLLOW THE BASSIST!
"NO WAY" by Raed Melki. Imagine a man singing lame, barely-rhyming lyrics that don't match the music or even the beat, music that just seems to make itself up as it goes, extreme overuse of the auto-tuner, instrumentals that barely sound like actual music... and you will get something a fraction as bad as this mess of a song.
The true highlight of the ad is the guy using it because his band's been telling him that his songs have been getting stale. He then proceeds to sing the most boring and cliche love song about how he doesn't want to write another boring and cliche love song.
The inimitable "Shine On Me". Ordinarily, it would simply be an outrageously 80's love song that just happened to be released in 2008. But the music video, which steals scenes from every fantasy movie, video game, and book cover ever made, is truly a beautiful travesty which must be seen to be believed. Unfortunately, the two sequel videos promised have failed to materialize.
Mc Miker G and DJ Sven's Holiday Rap, a cheesy but incredibly catchy European 80's pop-rap hit. What really brings it into so-bad-it's-good territory is the lyrics: "I'm the number one rapper, yo my name is Sven/ I can rap more raps than a superman can". And next time you hear Madonna's "Holiday" (which it prominently samples), expect to end up with both songs in your head simultaneously. Also hilarious is the the fact that the artist's names are displayed onscreen at the two minute mark, and then promptly contradicted when "MC Miker G" immediately calls himself both "Sven" and "Miker G" within the next fifteen seconds.
The music video for Korpiklaani's "Wooden Pints." To explain, the very first thing in it is the fiddle player kicking open the door of an outhouse and stepping out of it to play with no emotion what-so-ever; there is one member of the band who hits his single drum with a ridiculous amount of intensity, despite being completely inaudible, a scene with the band sitting at a table eating chicken and beer, followed by them jumping over the table and wrestling, among other ridiculousness. Given that it's Korkiplaani, it's likely that it was supposed to be ridiculous; it's not like any of their stuff is particularly serious. But judge for yourself.
MarkGormley. The glasses, the moustache, the bad green screen and the random posture changes are so hilariously jarring that everything he does becomes a surreal masterpiece.
The cancelled Rhythm GameNeon FM was going to have a song called "Girlz Buttz". It is about exactly what you think it's about.
That's not even getting into the appearance of the guy singing it. 80s sunglasses, porn mustache, mullet, skin greasier than you'd find on the average pizza kid, combine with creepy mannerisms to make the guy look like a rapist.
I-Mockery named Gunther Levi to this category when they reviewed his album, Pleasureman. The reviewer said the album was "so incredibly bad that it actually comes back around to being good, and may in fact be one of the best ever."
Plethitude's New York Surprise, which managed to get a slight bit of memetic mutation going on, at least in the Boston area. It's on the borderline of being just plain bad, but the angst ridden lyrics that have no particular meter or rhyme scheme, the "harmonies" in the chorus, and the fact that the drummer is lagging behind everyone else throughout the entire song make it at least hilariously awful.
Judas Priest's "Breaking the Law" is a rock classic, due to actually being considered a good song by a great many people. The video, however? You'll be laughing at how cheesy and ridiculous it is, even for the 80s, in less than a minute.
He's released serious songs that sound nothing like his other output. He's got big name fans such as Lupe Fiasco and Wiz Khalifa. Some people even call him hip hop's Andy Kaufman. Lil B makes So Bad, It's Good an art form. And it is indeed deliberate.
El Chombo's song, "Chacarron Macarron", barely deserves to be called a song because it has very few real notes; it is mostly just bizarre chanting to a drumbeat, especially its ridiculous sounding "ualuealuealeuale" chorus. It has become infamous on the Internet for being such terrible music, largely thanks to YTMND.
Keith Moon, the drummer for The Who, released exactly one album, called Two Sides of the Moon, and it consisted largely of crooning covers of Beach Boys and Beatles songs, and one song where Keith Moon and Ringo Starr were just telling corny old vaudeville jokes back and forth over some music. Bless his heart, he wasn't any good at singing, but he was just so enthusiastic and just so obviously enjoying himself that it's infectious.
Initial D includes a song called "Speed Car," the cheesiest ode to Initial D around:
Speed Car, Speed Car It's a team of Project D they're winning Speed Car, Speed Car And Takumi is the king of racing Speed Car, Speed Car AE86 is coming Speed Car, Speed Car And he's gonna be the oooooonnnnnnnneeeee... SPEED CAR!
Most Eurobeat falls into this. The combination of cheesy broken English lyrics and hyperactive electronica makes it all the more endearing.
Not actually an example, but, this trope is the entire subject of the Frank Zappa song "Cheepnis".
This I-Mockery.com page is devoted to this trope. It even lets you listen to some of them.
The Barenaked Ladies' song "Shopping" is meant to be a bland, insipid paean to consumerism; it was inspired by then-President George Bush's advice to Americans worried about the economy, war etc. 'When the going gets rough/Just shop with somebody tough...'. Given the number of fans who missed that point, however, the band has since conceded they probably took the gag too far.
Which may explain why their live performances of the song involved a shopping-cart ballet on the 'La-la-la-la-la-la-la' bridge... yes, using actual shopping carts. Probably stolen from Wal-Mart.
The entire Disco Polo genre falls into this. In case you've never heard of: it's a Polish mix of Italo Disco and drinking-folk music.
Steve Miller's 1984 album Italian X-Rays - it sounds like Miller discovered keyboards and mountains of high quality cocaine, right around the same time. Quality.
Battalion 88 is an extremely obscure band featuring Belarusian neo-Nazis making black metal/techno songs about the Space Marines. If that weren't odd enough, there's also completely jarring viking metal vocals with the otherwise normal black metal vocals, sci-fi sound effects, and broken English lyrics about ancient battle spirits and racial hoo-ha. It goes together about as well as you think it would. But the concept is just so strange that one can't help but love it.
The official music videos of the Italian metal band Rhapsody of Fire (former Rhapsody) definitely count, at least the older ones. They are usually made of 20% shots of the band playing their instruments and 80% liquid Special Effects Failure. See for yourselves.
You'd think after getting signed to a major metal label, their videos would look a bit more professional. Nope. Their latest video, "Sea Of Fate", somehow manages to make a simple performance video absolutely ridiculous, with piles of unnecessary zooming. They still can't seem to afford (or just find) a cameraman who didn't just discover zoom.
Heck, even some of their more professionally made ones like 'Unholy Warcry' and 'Magic of the Wizards Dream' are ridiculously melodramatic and feature some rather cheap looking greenscreen shots (Though none as bad as the aforementioned 'Rain of a Thousand Flames'). But their latest music video, 'Dark Wings of Steel' is fine, which arguably makes it more forgettable than the bad ones!
Hardcore punk band Discharge had been experimenting with heavy metal elements in the releases leading to their 1987 album Grave New World, and on that album, they went all-out Glam Metal, leaving behind all their punk elements, even leading singer Kelvin Morris to take a vocal style so whiny and high-pitched that it's impossible to listen to without giggling like a ninny. It's been listed on this site under So Bad, It's Horrible, but no, a more suitable description would be so bloody horrible it's FANTASTIC. Trylisteningwithoutlaughing.
Even if it borders on So Bad it's Horrible, this should qualify. Open with caution: there is some serious musical rape, in there.
What happens when you combine the worst elements of Crunk Core and Screamo, add lyrics involving Ikea Erotica and falling in love with girls you met on MySpace, and top it all off with a dress code that puts one in mind of Metrosexual hipsters? BrokeNCYDE!
The Screamo genre as a whole is rife with this, to the point that it's now common to satirize popular songs with a screamo cover.
Canadian rapper Chuggo released an album that was actually reviewed positively—but most people know of him from his camp single, "Aw, C'Mon"—Commonly known as "AAAAAAAAAHHHHH! COME ON, FUCK A GUY!" (Actually it's "fucking guy")—along with its suitably outrageous music video. The sheer mix of rather simplistic rhymes (Ladies come to see me, because they can't fuck! You'll never sell a record, because your rap sucks!), gratuitous use of any and all debauched tropes relating to rap music (It seems like it might be a diss track, only Chuggo seemingly forgot to explain whom he's dissing at any point the whole song), the video's low-budget quality and sometimes questionable choices of its visuals (a skull? You sure you weren't trying for a heavy metal band, Chuggo?) and its occasional use of elements that don't seem to belong anywhere in rap music (I put mayonnaise on all my food!), earns it this trope so hard, it's nearly impossible to believe it wasn't an intentional joke.
It helps that the instrumentals behind the goofy rapping is actually pretty good. Especially Dive into the Mellow.
Reggae+Ragtime=... awesome, apparently. Just watch this and tell me you got the song out of your head in under twenty-four hours. We have: a rapper who can't rap, a reggae man who can't be understood, a Gladys Knight wannabe who repeats two words incessantly, and, to top it off, RAGTIME! The result still might not be believed when seen, but come together to form something magical.
Wesley Willis. His music consists of ramblings spoken over the basic rhythms of his keyboard, the song name shout-sung about eight times in the "chorus", random fill-ins standing in for solos, and the classic ending "Rock over London, rock on Chicago" and a tag line coming from a commercial ad. This is all awesome.
The song Girlfriend by Kabbage Boy, the Nu Metal band that Eddie Riggs initially roadies for in Brütal Legend, was synthesized specifically to exemplify all the worst things that have ever happened to Heavy Metal. The result was a success but the tune itself is sorta catchy, for all the wrong reasons.
I smoke good weed bitch! I'm from Mutha Fuckin Canada Shit!
In case you where wondering why he keeps repeating 613 over and over agian, 613 is the Ottawa region's Area code. So he put his friken area code in his song!?
When you realise he's not actually wearing a top hat, it's even funnier.
Austrian Death Machine is a side project of As I Lay Dying vocalist Tim Lambesis. It consists of a lot of Bay-area thrash metal which essentially all sounds identical, and Lambesis doing a lot of indecipherable metal growling. What makes it good is 2 things: all their songs are based on Arnold Schwarzenegger movies, and "Ahhnold" is the second vocalist. This results in some completely ridiculous tracks with hilarious lyrics commentating the movie in question, and the "Ahhnold" vocalist being a massively overblown caricature of the actor himself.
The work of Normand L'Amour certainly qualifies, with the "lyrics" being apparently random syllables or a single word being repeated over and over, and the background "music" being melody-less midi noise. One of his album was nominated for the "Best Humoristic album" category at one of the ADISQ Gala.
Die Antwoord is a South African hip-hop group who may be deliberately bad, but a lot of people seem to enjoy them unironically. See this and this for example of their creative output.
A certain video game track qualifies here. It doesn't fit on the Video Game page because the game itself is squarely in So Bad, It's Horrible territory, but this track... well... yeah.
"Why Must I Cry?" Many songs are so bad they're good, but Reh Dogg managed to go above and beyond by trying to write a sad song, only for it to come out as side-splittingly hilarious. Barring that the lyrics are repetitive and lame, and the fact that Reh Dogg enunciates them about on par with The Godfather, the music video's constant close-up shots of Reh Dogg's face, displaying perhaps the worst teeth ever in a music video, finishes robbing the song of any remaining ability to be taken seriously.
The output of the Portsmouth Sinfonia, an orchestra where the only requirement for joining was that you want to play your instrument—but couldn't. The orchestra was founded in 1970 as an experiment by Gavin Bryars, who was convinced that, as long as you hit all the right notes in a song, you would communicate that song properly; hitting several other notes in the general vicinity would not impact the audience's comprehension. For a thorough test, he allowed anyone to join the Sinfonia on any instrument they desired, so long as they had no prior experience with it. His "orchestra"'s performances proved his hypothesis correct: if you search them on YouTube, the songs they play are (mostly) recognizable. And side-splittingly funny.
The end of the Portsmouth Sinfonia was as telling as it was simple: After nearly 10 years, the musicians became accustomed to their instruments and actually figured out how to play them—and the appeal of the group faded.
The infamous DK Rap from Donkey Kong 64. Theme Tune Rap songs are always narm, but... seriously He has no style, he has no grace, this kong has a funny face! and This kong is so strong, it isn't funny, he can make a Kremling cry out for mummy! are just ridiculous. The whole things is here.
B4-4 and their song Get Down. It's a Canadian boy band that seemed to have the Jersey Shore guido look down almost ten years before that show hit the air. It's riddled with obvious Double Entendre lyrics that don't even try to hide their meaning, like "I will make you come tonight... over to my house." In the video, the band appears to be singing this song to a little kid.
R. Kelly's epic "Hip Hopera," Trapped In The Closet, can be considered as Rent with a dripping faucet serving as the musical score. Each episode is the same melody and the sheer ridiculousness as more affairs are uncovered and more characters threaten each other with violence with R. Kelly dubbing everyone. "... And I pull out my gun, and say I'm gonna shoot someone. "And I count to THREE, and she looks at ME!" It all escalates to sheer madness with the introduction of the midget, whose name is BIG MAN for obvious reasons. To say the least, the song has became somewhat of a meme, and inspired countless parodies, like most notably, Weird Al's "Trapped in the Drive Thru."
Despite its questionable writing, sophistication, and repetitive melody, some people are still eagerly awaiting the predictable finale. Oh NO! Now we all have AIDS!... AIDS!... AIDS!...
Deathcore band Waking the Cadaver is just so over-the-top with how bad its taste in lyrics is, combined with absolutely illegible vocals.
If you think Shatner is bad, take a listen any time Shaquille O'Neal tries to rap. His single "I Know I Got Skillz", between Shaq's terrible singing, various product plugs, and completely ridiculous lyrics, it is just so Narmtacular.
I got a hand that'll rock ya cradle,
cream you like cheese, spread you on my bagel,
my Ford Explorer boomin' with the clumped-up funk,
Back in the Eurovision Song Contest area: Lordi, as sort of GWAR light. And they won, too. What's more, the video to their winning entry "Hard Rock Hallelujah" prominently features a Twisted Sister T-shirt - another strong contender for the SBIG award.
The songs and musicvideos by Russian boy band Steklovata. The boys have decent voices at best, their namesake song is about how cruel and abrasive their girlfriends are ("steklovata" translates to "glass wool"), and the videos look like something the Critic over-did with a green screen. Then again, that's probably exactly why so many people find the boys, their music, and the videos so charming.
Mickey Unrapped. Disney characters rapping along with rap stars of the early 90s, with songs such as "Ice Ice Mickey", "Whatta Mouse", "Whoomp (There It Went)" plus the cover's depiction of Mickey looking gangsta equals hilarity. Don't believe me? Hear for yourself.
The "clean" version of Purple Pills. Seriously, when you take a song about drugs by Eminem and try to make it radio-friendly, the end result is so mind numbingly stupid you can't help but laugh.
"I take a couple uppers, I down a couple downers, but nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills. I've been to mushroom mountain, once or twice but who's counting, but nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills.
"I've been so many places, I've seen so many faces, but nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills. I've climbed the highest mountain, once or twice but who's counting, but nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple hills.
It just gets worse from there. Also a lot of the lyrics they keep are just as offensive in the clean version, like
I can't describe the vibe I get when I drive by six people and five I hit.
The origins of Y. Bhekhirst are shrouded in mystery, but his only musical release, Hot in the Airport is infamous for its simplistic production values and mangled engrish lyrics, sung in a thick, incomprehensible accent, and often slipping into whatever Bhekhirst's native language is supposed to be. The title track already sets the bar quite high.
Hey, you know what Paradise is? It's a lie, a fantasy we create about people and places as we'd like them to be. But you know what Truth is? It's little baby you're holding, and it's that man you fought with this morning — the same one you're going to make Love with tonight! That's Truth! That's Love!
David Geddes' "Run, Joey, Run" — A Teenage Death Song, made especially memorable by the whiny heroine's chorus, the lead's overwrought delivery, and the Squicky implications of her father's over-reaction to their relationship. The boom-shicka riff as Joey speeds to the heroine's house just adds to the narm.
Geddes' followup, "The Last Game of the Season," also qualifies, especially inasmuch that it's most often referred to by its subtitle, "Blind Man in the Bleachers."
The Cornel Hurd Band is an intentional example of this. They purposefully make their music repetitive and boring, and the lyrics they write sound like a deconstruction of Country Music.
The music video of Billy Squier's "Rock Me Tonite." The song itself isn't bad (in fact, it was his highest charting single), but the hysterical video fits well here. Squier claims it ruined his career.
Journey's 1983 Top 10 hit "Separate Ways" is one of the band's most memorable tracks, featuring an iconic synthesiser riff, but the video is one of the most widely-ridiculed examples of the medium. Even the producer admitted that the concept - the model pointedly ignoring the band members fell asleep listening to the song and dreamt the video - was "inane", the band members' wardrobes now look hilariously dated, and they are more often shown playing imaginary instruments than real ones (although Jonathan Cain's air keyboard rendition of the synth riff is the most infamous example, in some group shots, drummer Steve Smith is playing air guitar). This does not stop it from having a strange appeal as an example of the unsteady transition from performance videos to concept videos that defined the early MTV era.
Lucia Pamela's album Into Outer Space With Lucia Pamela. Sounding like someone's boozy great aunt doing an impersonation of Ethel Merman, she brays through thirteen songs (which seem to contain the same three backing tracks repeated over and over), each with a spoken word introduction, about a fanciful trip to the moon.
Notorious in prog-rock circles is At King, the 1985 debut album by the Swiss neo-progressive band Deyss. Reportedly, the sword-fight effects were created by clinking butter knives together!
Anyone who attended the 2010 National Scout Jamboree got to hear this song at the closing ceremony.
I'm on a couch. To quote a youtube comment "this fails so hard it wins".
I Get Wet by Andrew WK. The album's subject matter consists of three things: partying, getting drunk, and girls. Drilled into your head repeatedly. It would normally be dismissed, except for two things. First is that the songs themselves are incredibly catchy. Second is the fact that the songs are not supposed to be taken seriously at all. Andrew WK himself doesn't take it seriously, saying "I just wanted to make a bunch of dumb songs that would be good for getting drunk to." Even music critics love the album because they agree with the catchiness quotient and admit it succeeds at its intended purpose.
"The Next Door" by Exile. Better known as "Indestructible", Street Fighter IV's opening cutscene song. If you're listening to it in Japanese, it sounds like an average J-Pop song. Listen to it in English and, at first, you may be annoyed, eventually you will love and start singing along to it. It's sung in Engrish and hearing it while seeing either Ryu and Ken, Chun-Li and Crimson Viper, Akuma and Gouken or Guile and Abel having an epic fight just helps with the awesomeness. Unfortunately, the song was booted from Super Street Fighter IV.
The Japanese screamo/punk/funk/metal band Maximum the Hormone. You know, the guys who did the second Death Note opening song. Just listen to them.
"Pieces of Me" by Ashlee Simpson. It's so full of Narm and Angst that it makes an extremely enjoyable song to sing and make fun of. "It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real/I like the way that feels/Ohhhhh/It's as if you known me better than I ever knew myself/I love how you can tell/All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me"
Everything by Family Force 5. They are a Not Christian Rock band who performs wearing oversized "Hulk Smash" gloves, wearing large balloons on harnesses, and screaming nonsense.
The video for Tommy Seebach's version of "Apache."
Sam Sacks. It's not clear whether Sam — who looks like Hans Moleman on The Simpsons and has a 3-note vocal range — is in on the joke or not. Notable for sing each and every one of his songs at exactly the same pace.
Eilert Pilarm is an Elvis impersonator from Sweden known for "his striking lack of resemblance to Elvis Presley, both vocally and physically; his shaky command of the English language in which he sings; and his apparent absence of enough musical talent to recognize that he is usually out of tune and inaccurate with the timing of his singing." They're not kidding. It is also this that is said to have caused his success.
The Replacements' live album The Shit Hits The Fans was released because the band themselves thought it was So Bad, It's Good: Towards the end of a concert, their soundman caught a bootlegger and confiscated his tape, then gave it to the band. Upon listening, the members found their own drunken, sloppy performance (mainly consisting of unrehearsed cover songs) funny enough to put it out as a limited edition official release.
There's also this song by a heavy metal band comprised of middle-aged men. The song itself isn't that bad, but the lyrics are full of cheese, and the video itself must have had an incredibly low-budget with half of it looking like it was animated using MS paint. There's also the title of the song, "Zombie Bitches Kickin' People's Ass". Yeah.
SPECTACULAR by Kiely Williams. An Ex Cheetah Girl. Not "So Bad It's Horrible", or even "So Bad It's Good", but rather So Horribly Bad It's SPECTACULAR. No really. Watch the video, and read the lyrics. Mind. Blown.
Fog on the Tyne by Gazza and Lindisfarne. It's one of the most infamous entries in the "actual band and non-musician celebrity collaboration" category. Features Paul Gascoigne's Geordie rapping; reached number two in Britain when it was released. What else is there to be said?
"Book Of Death", a song by a rock band called Chronic Chronicler. 10 seconds in, a heavily-accented women starts singing/screaming/vomiting "BOOK OF DEATH! BOOK OF DEATH!" into what sounds like a laptop microphone.
The Guns N' Roses song Oh My God for the End of Days soundtrack qualifies. It was the first song produced by the band with singer Axl Rose in several years and it definitely showed.
"My World" could also probably be placed in this category - It's a minute and a half of Axl Rose (sort of) rapping over drum machines and a tinny synth bass, and makes for a hell of a strange closing track to Use Your Illusion II. The song is performed entirely by Axl alone, and reportedly the rest of the band didn't even know of it's existence until after the album's release.
In Germany, a short-timed, facebook-driven craze around the Rapper Money Boy was mostly fueled by this trope. Just look at how many dislikes the video has.
Around the time Mortal Kombat came out, The Immortals released Mortal Kombat: The Album, an album of songs themed around the characters of the first game. That's a pretty cheesy concept in and of itself, but some of the songs are even better. Kano's is bordering on Award Bait Song, and Liu Kang's deserves mention for using Calling Your Attacks and Funny Bruce Lee Noisesas lyrics. The songs themselves aren't so bad, but it's the lyrics that make this album so hilarious.
Italian self-made rapper Trucebaldazzi, who in this epic video is lashing out his rage against... a middle school. Complete with Elmuh Fudd Syndwome.
The 'Alphabet Rap' from 80's TV show Quantum Leap, as performed by actor Dean Stockwell . What make this even more hilarious is that the lyrics in this release have been sanitised into a slightly more positive message to teach kids. In the original show, Stockwell's lyrics began "You're a looney-tune in a big white room..." Which he freestyled to, yes, an imprisoned mental patient.
Perhaps the best-known song in John Trubee's catalogue is one he never sang. "Peace And Love," better known as "Blind Man's Penis" was done by a local song poem company on his behalf. He sent them the lyrics in the hopes of receiving a funny rejection letter—but the company took him up on the offer. What resulted was one of the strangest country songs in which all the performers sound completely bored.
"My Parachute Won't Open" by Itzhak Volansky is an interesting case. The man who made the song is a 50-something Jewish bookstore owner in San Francisco who wanted to make a quick little ditty. The song just reeks of amateurity, but is enjoyable. A group known as Dizzy Balloon made a pretty good cover, though.
Scottish rapper MC Swell, whose "music" largely consists of him swearing over copyrighted beats. Typical lyrical themes include beating people to death with cheese sandwiches and other trials faced by your average rural street hooligan.
This guy can't sing in the slightest, but he has such heart that the entire performance becomes Narm Charm. It's apparent that even he knows he flubbed it when he stops the last verse with "That's all I'm doing."
This song by Nicki Minaj: YOU A STUPID HOE, YOU A YOU A STUPID HOE
Steve Bent's "Going To Spain": Before The Fall did a Cover Version, it was best known for being one of the more memorable songs on a compilation called The World's Worst Record. However it's oddly catchy, and the cheesy arrangement and inane lyrics make it sort of charming. The Fall version completely alters the last verse of the song, which is sort of unfortunate because it could have been amusing to hear Mark E. Smith lament "I hate it, yes, I hate the cheese and pickles".
The music video for the Satan of Hell by the Black Satans. The music itself is grindcore-like metal, only longer, but the video... set in the snowy woods it features tiki torch headbanging, snowballs, tree humping and evil peek-a-boo. And the choreographed dance at around the 1:55 mark. It will make you laugh, if anything.
This instrumental cover of "My Heart Will Go On" by Australian comedian Matt Mulholland. The guy's recorder-playing is horribly off-key, and the video includes him hugging a vase of flowers while crying and ripping his shirt open at the song's climax. While it is intentional, it is simply hilarious.
Also did an awesome cover of the aforementioned "Friday"
Gay Boyfriend by the Hazzards was noticed by MTV for being really, really stupid. People love it, though. The dance remix of this song, however, is too good to belong here.
“Once You Understand,” credited to Think, a bizarre and Narmtastic 1971 psychodrama of little vignettes illustrating the “generation gap” set to an insidious and repetitious refrain: “Things get a little easier once you understand.”
Jenny ROM & The Zippers. Imagine, if you will, a strange Italo-Japanese woman singing bizarrely inane lyrics in English while being backed up by a man who cannot be below middle age, over strangely catchy dance beats, and you sort of have the general idea of the utter insanity this woman and her cohorts are capable of. An Anime Music Video for one of her songs set to Osaka of Azumanga Daioh fame doing stuff while trippiness ensues was in fact (before the original was removed) one of the oldest videos on Youtube. Jenny's been weird for a long time.
The Director's cut of Resident Evil features this, which sounds like a bunch of trumpets going off at random/farting.
For the posthumously-released Michael Jackson track "Behind the Mask", an online project was organized, with fans invited to contribute material to its video. Much of the resultant video is extremely cheesy, owing both to Jackson's people obviously proscribing what the fans were supposed to do (Title card! Use hands as a mask! Cute animals! Bow at the end!) and the fans' performances, but the fans who are more imaginative/less reverent — such as an old guy successfully busting a few moves, a Santa Claus who grabs his crotch, a guy in a cardboard robot suit, and anyone who went to a wacky location to do their contribution (the Taj Mahal, Niagra Falls, etc.) — plus a not-bad song (a Yellow Magic Orchestra number with new lyrics) make it bearable.
Big Barry, seen on Season 7 of America's Got Talent is absolutly hallarious to listen to. His singing style is so awkward, and Howard Stern hates him, but he just loves having fun on the show. He actually ended up making it through to New York, most likely because of his epic entertainment value.
Kenneth Higney's 1976 album Attic Demonstration: The songs were clearly supposed to be typical folk and blues-rock, but his limited vocal range and frequently out-of-tune guitar-playing, coupled with an equal amateurish backing band, often resulted in something unintentionally bizarre. Admittedly, as the title suggests, it was originally meant as a demo, with the intention of using these recordings to sell songs to professional musicians. Regardless, the album's strangeness made it sought after by record collectors, and there was still enough of a cult following for there to be an authorized CD reissue.
We Gon Rock: the lyrics are hilariously forced and mostly incomprehensible and are accompanied by a cheaply made video of the rapper making weird faces and lifting weights.
"Wilder" by Gnesa. In fact, Gnesa's "singing" is SO bad, that many have started to say that she's worse than Rebecca Black. The film clip looks like it was on a $20 budget, and all bad comments on the YouTube video get deleted. Some theorise that this is all but a horrible (but hilarious) joke. "Wilder" has spawned a variety of covers, such as an acoustic and a metal tribute, both of which actually did a pretty good job, given the subject material.
Six Feet Under, despite their simple songs and Hatedom from purists of their genre, is a pretty awesome Death Metal band. But their 2003 album Bringer of Blood is straight-up hilarious. Chris Barnes (who usually sounds pretty cool) seriously sounds like a stoned grandpa bellowing, his high-pitched screams sound like a cat having an orgasm, and the lyrics are unintentionally laughable. Not to mention the music video for "Amerika the Brutal", which is possibly the funniest death metal video ever shot. The album is considered a fan favorite, however, but possibly because of how bad the vocals are.
The band's song "Dead and Buried (Living Life in the Grave)" may actually beat that album for Barnes' worst vocal performance. He honestly sounds like he's trying to chant while taking a shit. Listen for yourself and try not to laugh.
Oh, and then there's the Graveyard Classics series. Three whole albums of the band trying to cover classic rock and metal songs as death metal songs, and failing miserably. The combination of terrible death growls which don't fit the songs at all, half-assed instrumentation which rarely even attempts death metal at all, and a poor choice of material combine to create something utterly hilarious. Take a listen.
From the aforementioned Bringer of Blood, there's the infamous "Motherfuckin' death!" line from the song "Ugly", which makes an otherwise pretty cool song hilarious. Skip to 0:37 to hear it in all its glory.
Hello Kitty Suicide Club Well? Is it the ridiculous band name? The fact that the "singer" sounds like a five year old girl throwing a temper tantrum? The beats that sound like they were made on some cheap computer program?
The entire Marvel VS Capcom 2 soundtrack. Its jazzy elevator music was first rated as one of the worst video game soundtracks ever made. It topped many worst video game soundtrack list. People were especially annoyed by the character select theme with the lyrics "I want to take you for a ride!" Over the years after the game became very popular, the music has now become a cult hit with many people expressing fond memories the moment they hear that same infamous character select theme. Go figure.
Sisqo's "Thong Song", with such marvelous, poignant, romantic lyrics as "She's got dumps like a truck, truck, truck, thighs like what, what, what" and the violin desperately trying to class up a song about butts.
Boney M's "Happy Song." While the beat is pretty solid and funky, it cannot be escaped that this is a disco song with a children's choir singing about eating ice cream.
D4NNY's "Goodbye". Roughly two-thirds of the song is made up of the chorus and his singing's so bad that even with Auto-Tune, he still sounds off-key at points.
The music video to "Ghouldiggers" by Ministry - the flash animation segments are probably meant to be simple and stylized, but they seem to have gone a little too far in that direction: The video has been compared to the Powered By The Cheat animations featured on Homestar Runner. As far as the actual song goes, there's something pretty narmy about Al Jourgensen growling "You vultures want me dead! / what's up with that?"
Jaap Blonk, the best possible answer to "Has postmodern academia gone too far?" He specializes in dramatic readings of dadaist sound poetry—what this essentially amounts to is him making every mouth-sound concievable (and some inconcievable) with hyper-Shatnerian gusto. Even straightforward pieces seem to go off on the strangest of tangents, growing progressively more and more ridiculous as Blonk himself grows increasingly immersed. Also of note is his rather baffling scores for his own work and his ridiculously theatrical live performances.
In general, there are only two opinions you'll find about Starship's "We Built This City": either it is the worst thing that has ever existed, or it is cheesy but fun turn-your-brain off music.
An obscure bedroom black metal project called "666Satanic Army666". His (It's only one guy) EP "Praise Him" must be heard to be believed.
Booty Man by Tim Wilson may just be another bad song about butts, but it's a catchy, intentionally bad song about butts.
Happy Maria! is from a doujin album based around Umineko no Naku Koro ni. The lyrics are clearly in English, but they're nearly indecipherable, and attempts at working them out have only resulted in hilarity, such as "I'm gonna piss in fire for magical breeding power".
"Champagne Taste" by Chicago-based production duo Univore, which contains a hilarious voice for the hook, comically-bizarre instrumentation, and massively repetitive-looking video scenes. Considering the "About" section on Univore's website, this is likely to be an intentional example of this trope.
Back in the mid-1990s, long before YouTube, Facebook and File Sharing, there was Anton Maiden: a Swedish nerd singing karaoke over MIDI renditions of Iron Maiden songs. It's almost kind of fascinating to see how transformed the experience becomes when going from Bruce Dickinson to Anton's amateuristic, almost Outsider Art-like vocals.
This Irish DJ's performance, complete with very bad beatmatching and an unresponsive crowd (except for what looks like his mom being the only one dancing). Two things to note, among others: 1) his talent for clapping out of rhythm, and 2) that fucking airhorn, appropriately used in the right places.
"Radikult" and "Too Extreme!" from Morbid Angel's infamous Illud Divinum Insanus have pretty much◊ become memes◊ in the metal fandom for the misguided attempts at incorporating modern influences that weren't present on their previous releases and the lyrics.
Back to the Streets by Josh Strax, one of the most hilariously unconvincing raps ever made. The vocals don't match the beat and the chorus contains the line "You gotta be careful, you gotta watch out cause you could get jacked for your phone and that". The music video consists of Josh and a couple of other kids walking down an alley and play-fighting in an unconvincing manner.
This Dubstep remix of "Selfie" by The Chainsmokers. An over-the-top track inserting tons of samples from other Dubstep and Electro House songs. It also serves as a Stealth Parody of EDM.
David Banner's album Certified. Pretty much all of the songs are about how he will kill you, how he will take your girlfriend and how he is representing the South, or some weird combination thereof, exaggerated to the point of unintentional parody and delivered over some really catchy beats in a Large Ham yell. Really, how can you not love an album with lines like "You'd better hide your grandmama cause I'll fuck her too"?
Lou Reed and Metallica's collaborative album is generally accepted to lapse between this and So Bad It's Horrible. The parts that are considered So Bad, It's Good, though, are generally the sections with Narm filled, strangely vulgar and/or weird, and outright laughable lyrics like "I am the table!" (Shouted by one James Hetfield) and "I swallow your sharpest cutter like a colored man's dick", the latter of which is, like most of the album, delivered in a droning mutter from Lou Reed.
Another intentional one, but power metal band Gloryhammer pretty much takes everything that people tend to either love or hate about power metal (Overblown synths, ridiculous vocal ranges, fantasy-themed concept albums, nonsensical lyrics about dragons, swords, warriors and all that epicness, and long instrumental interludes) and just rolls with it without a single iota of irony. The end result? Awesomely stupid musical marvels such as "The Unicorn Invasion of Dundee", a song about, appropriately enough, the Scottish city of Dundee being invaded by the evil wizard Zargothrax, and his army of undead unicorns. And that's just the first song on the album!