RB rebecca black, as predicted, finally makes a song that sounds normal. of course, no one will be paying attention. i hate it when people become famous and lose all connection to their roots. a musician’s ruin is when she loses sight of where she comes from. where’s the black rapper guy? the cheesy fast-mo? the repetitive chorus? the bad Windows movie-maker graphic? where are the loser friends? most importantly… WHERE IS HER FRIEND WHO IS TO HER RIGHT?