Farrah Abraham bizarre, abrasive My Teenage Dream Ended, has been called one of the worst works of pop music ever. But listen to it as a piece of art, and a compelling story emerges. Seriously.
In "Food with Farrah 'Inspire & Admire,'" amateur cooking-show personality Farrah demonstrates how to make something she calls a "mobile salad"—a concoction of parmesan, yellow onions, mozzarella, cherry tomatoes, chick peas, Florida avocado, and some bok choi and white asparagus sautéed by hand, all crammed into a hollowed-out artichoke and drizzled with fig tahini dressing.
At one point in the video, she admires the large Florida avocado. Cheerfully, she tells the camera: "I myself have never tried this before, so it could be a new experience for you as well!"
Perhaps 'My Teenage Dream Ended' is to teen angst what 'Eraserhead' was to domestic angst.
Farrah is a restless YouTuber; the rest of her channel is a trip through various media efforts, some self-made and others professionally produced and edited. There are home movies of Farrah and her baby daughter Sophia at home, but also a number of web shows in cooking, fashion advice, sex ed, exercise, and video blogging. Farrah off-handedly compares each of her hair wands to the sex toys they resemble and gives a lengthy shout-out to Stan Lee in the introduction to unrelated seven-minute home movie of Sophia riding a horse. She's unpredictable and charming.
But there are three videos on her channel that, even given the diversity, seem strangely out of place.
"Finally Getting Up from Rock Bottom" is one unbroken shot of colorful flashing lights in a dance club, recorded on a cell phone. The soundtrack sounds like pop music; it has the hard four-on-the-floor throb of contemporary dance-pop by Rihanna, LMFAO, and Pitbull. But then Abraham's voice crashes the party. She's speak-singing through an oppressive Autotune filter, a tool usually associated with subtle vocal tweaking for off-key performances. Here it completely deranges her voice beyond recognition—even beyond the signature distortion of rapper T-Pain, or Lil' Wayne on his rock album Rebirth. Farrah shouts semi-rhythmically, her voice forced unnaturally into a near-enough key. Most of the lyrics are incoherent. What does come through is provocative: "I came dressed up on the way down."
"The Sunshine State" is a series of shots of aquatic wildlife filmed with an underwater camera. Again the vocals are unnerving. Abraham introduces herself matter-of-factly: "FLA are my initials. Appeal to me." Then comes a rush of barely-discernible phrases: "top down, fierce cars, short skirts, high heels, makes men go loco..." At the end of the song, the abrasive dance beat cuts out, revealing the quiet recording of "Aloha 'Oe" that's been playing in the background.
The strangest of the bunch is "On My Own." The video is a series of arty home-movie shots of Farrah and Sophia playing in a park. The song is built on a synth line while a skittering breakbeat flutters in and out. Lyrics are easier to decipher, a combination of childish poetry ("My heart just stares") and measured introspection ("I wanna blame you. But isn't that so easy to do?"). About halfway through the video we realize that what seemed to be a public park is actually a graveyard.
What you wouldn't necessarily know just from watching most of these videos is that Farrah Abraham, now 21, was featured in an episode of the MTV reality show 16 and Pregnant in 2009 and starred in its follow-up series Teen Mom. Her 16 and Pregnant episode documented a fraught relationship with her parents and her on-again/off-again boyfriend, Derek Underwood, Sophia's father.
By the time 16 and Pregnant aired, Underwood had died in a car accident (the graveyard in the "On My Own" video is where he's buried). As she continued to appear as a cast member in Pregnant sequel show Teen Mom, Abraham became a genuine tabloid fixture. In 2010, her mother Debra Danielson was briefly arrested for alleged domestic assault. Abraham later revealed that throughout Teen Mom she struggled with postpartum depression and thought frequently of committing suicide (She told InTouch, "I figured I'd drown myself in the bathtub—that seemed like the easiest way to go").
Many of these developments are detailed in My Teenage Dream Ended, a tell-all autobiography released in August that reveals Abraham's tumultuous experiences between circa 2008 and present. The autobiography was a conventional move for a reality star—it's currently on the New York Times e-book non-fiction bestseller list. Less conventional, though, was a "soundtrack" she bundled with electronic copies of the book, an effort, she explains, to reach readers who might connect to her story emotionally through music rather than by reading. She told entertainment site Ology:
Most people don't look at ["Rock Bottom"] as therapeutic. To me, that was therapeutic. It was also another way for me to express myself. I'm an artist, I'm an entrepreneur. I love to dive in and experience new things now in a positive way. I have to say that they've only heard one song, but then they haven't heard all of the songs that go with the book. It is a book track. It is not like a Kanye West soundtrack or an album.
The soundtrack's 10 songs correspond to specific chapters in the book, but you'd be hard pressed to make direct connections—a skim of the book confirms that the lyrics aren't drawn from the text. Gossip sites presented the songs without much commentary, allowing commenters to do the work of howling at them. Most publications reviewed Abraham's songs as failed pop, with near-unanimous references to Rebecca Black's viral hit "Friday" from 2011. The general consensus was that Abraham's songs were much worse.