The battle of the blogs. The battle of stickers. One on the way up. One looking like it’s alienating everyone who has anything to do with it (but who would give a fuck when you just made a song for Usher). Why the fuck is The Dirty Frenchman smiling like a fucking cunt. He should have a mean face on. But he’s a drunk ass. So he smiled for this. Anyway. Sure WMC is almost over but we’re still gonna fucking post all the latest shit you need to wreck parties. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO LET’S GET THIS GOING AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!
Archive for the ‘aylen’ Tag
We’ve been a little late blogging these but not as late as your girlfriend’s period! Wonder what that means? Comedy! Anyway, last week two free moombah albums came out that are worth way more than the $0 people are charging for them. One is from the blog 110bpm.ca and the other is from the group The Smash & Grabs. The 110bpm.ca one is packed with some nice tracks that you can definitely use to make the booties of female ladies move on the dancingfloor. The one from The Smash & Grabs called Only The Tips is an exploration into the many possibilties of the moombahton with things like moombahpolk, moombahtek, moombahsouls and moombahetc. So what you are going to do is GO GRAB THES TWO FREE MOOMBAHCOMPS AFTER THE JUMP!
Hey cunts for brains! It’s a fucking Monday! Aren’t you happy to go back to your pitiful work lives! Haha! It’s fucking happy time! Go shoot yourselves in the head! Anyway. Still so many soundclouds of goodness falling into our ears. Too many. People need to stop making so much good free music. Make bad expensive music like LMFAO or Ke$ha. They know how to make fucking money in this biz. Those should be all your role models. Make note of that aspiring musicians and producers. in the meantime take peoples free shit AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!:
Yo! Super cool time fuckers. This is Ibiza. This is life. Feel the music. I’m Dj Tiesto. Dj stands for “disc jockey”. Did you know that? It’s a a fucking rave. This is Ibiza. Feel the life. It’s a Tuesday. People are fucking connecting. They have MDMA sex. The next day they are like “What did I fuck?” That’s so Ibiza. That’s so Tiesto. My music is like crying into a pool of dreams. When people shit in Ibiza, they shit love. Literally fucking hearts come out of their assholes. It looks like Valentine’s Day all over the beach. I’m over here now:
The worst thing about the daytime is that you can’t use glow sticks. What could annoying people make use of to give light shows? Dark sticks? Like they would fucking make shit darker around them and it would be called a dark show and also sound mildly racist? All this thinking is killing the fucking vibe. That’s not what Ibiza is about. The only thing you worry about here is herpes and where you get the next line of blow. And over here you always do blow off of girls tits. It’s the law. Here are some tunes to stick up your mom’s vagina. Use them wisely. Feel the fucking energy of the dance. Become Ibiza. TUNES ARE AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!
She got fucked. She had it in her uterus for 9 months. It came out. It was a soundcloud. She was shocked. This was not a baby. It was beats. You can’t breastfeed a beat. What was she going to do with all that milk? It was a big case of the mondays. Your brother is a beat. It goes to family reunions. It’s so fucking loud. You hate Christmas now. The beat made it to college and you didn’t. You are jealous. Jealous of a soundcloud. Your life sucks. Listen to soundclouds. AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!
Hey look at this shit here fuckers! It’s motherfucking Billy the Gent of the District of Columbia spinning musics who is a gentleman and a fucking moombahscholar. Shit is real up in here. Or rather was real. This was last night at the fucking S L O W E D party at the Crawford in Toronto where we got to meet the fucking Torro Torroses and the Dos Mundoses and the Billy the Gentses and all the other moombahfuckers in Toronto. It was like a family picnic where all the food was booze and everyone ate too much. Here are your fucking soundclouds. Leave us alone. We are sick. Our shits are terrible. CLICK AFTER THE JUMP!
Hey fucks! What is going on? Are you enjoying your days? Do you guys all work? Can you go on blogs at McDonalds? We are surprised if you can. Where is this McDonalds? It must be the best McDonalds in the world. All they do is play soundclouds with their fucking Big Macs and instead of ketchup they serve dubstep with the fries. Moombahton happy meals. McBassalds. That’s a restaurant we can all get behind we will eat there all the time. Get fat. Have to go to the gym. Become anorexic. It will be a fucking life. Anyway, let’s look at the menu AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!