Hardly does an hour or two of television pass without being subjected to a commercial pertaining to "Now That's What I Call Music: Volume 7,349"...or any other volume. Basically, the creators of this "greatest hits" (I use the term "greatest" loosely) album use the tactic of flashy gooey formations on the screen with huge neon-colored bubble letters to subdue their target audience into submission. While hypnotised by all of the bullshit, the watcher clearly disregards all reason as they seem to forget the fact that there is such a thing as a "radio"...and, even more importantly, upon turning on this "radio" there is about a 95% chance that, of the first 20 songs played, the entire "Now That's What I Call Music" album will be played. Not only that, but the people getting this cd obviously are doing it with the intention of staying current with the musical times. With that in mind...why in the hell would they spend money on something that will be "upgraded" in a month or so!? There is no logic at all... If you want popular, turn on the fucking radio and be content.
Honestly...what in the fuck is the purpose of getting this piece of shit? Do you ever go out into the backyard, collect dog shit, and try to force it into your CD Player? I certainly don't...nor would I ever consider putting any type shit into my CD Player. Just because the shit comes in a bright package with fancy lettering doesn't mean that it isn't shit. Do not be deceived by their trickery. Although you may be considering it, not even a billion dollars worth of marketing can turn shit into a valuable cd.
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