Rebecca Black's "Friday," for all the animosity and disdain it stirs up, is still an immensely compelling paean to the end of the week. How else to explain its current status at over 54 million Youtube views and 37,000 sales through iTunes? If "Friday" were just inane, poorly put together, and trite, it would be relegated to the dustbin of history. Instead, the song is an art brut pop sensation destined for immortality.
The purity of intent and selfless, uninhibited humanity that Black puts forward is rare in a world filled with overacting and painfully-earnest bathos. The first time I heard this newfound song-poem, all I could think about was the profound similarity to the mysterious Girls With Attitude recordings.
Ostensibly, Girls With Attitude was a pre-teen girl group from the '90s that pressed a solitary record at an amusement park studio where professional equipment, pre-written lyrics, and polished backing tracks are paired with amateur singers eager to hear their voices on tape. Or at least that's what it sounds like. This is all conjecture as there's little information available on their history.
What's fantastic about the recording is the girls' calm, matter-of-fact approach to singing. They blithely speak, not exactly sing, in a lackadaisical murmur to various Casio synth beats. There is no trace of ego. When they so innocently sing about their love for going to the movies, eating ice cream, and how "a fun time is a great time", how could anybody ever doubt their words?
They have that innate ability to synchronously fall off beat in a way that could never be composed. If only more was known about the group and where they are now, they could finally claim the respect they so richly deserve.