Schnappi’s Revenge

Just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse an even worse nightmare comes along. We survived the Frog, some Builder named Bob, Thomas Gottschalk on TV, we even survived “Schni Schna Schnappi”, but until you’ve seen and heard the “Gummy Bear” you ain’t seen nothing yet.

Look out, here he comes:

I came across it on the Velvet Rope and there “christsmasher” found the right words:

“For sure it’s the same (guuuch…I can’t even call them..) producer. Shit shoveller. Beat cretin. Studio abuser. If a computer had feelings, it would cry after being forced to track this garbage.

Seriously. Who enjoys this? Three year olds? Italians? Swedes? Germans? Brain Damaged Brits? Spaniards who’ve blown out too many brain cells from E?

It must stop. IT MUST STOP!

Honestly, I try SO freakin hard to ignore this kind of shit, but has the person responsible for this..this…uuugh…absolutely mindless musical pursuit…have they ever been outed? Are they listed in the publishing detail? I wanna know. I think. IIII think. For the betterment of music everywhere, we should find out WHO it is, and GO to their house, and ask them to stop nicely. And if that doesn’t work…

let’s say I’ve spent at least….five minutes figuring out painful ways of convincing them to.

lmao.

But seriously.”