"Albums not even worth downloading." "Gifts with slightly too much kitsch value to even be viable to give to those you hate." "Earnestly advertising a product of barely any value."
My shop has two copies of this in our free box. They have been there since we opened. I am going to die with these things still in my possession as I cannot literally give these away. Polka just doesn't have the strong youth appeal it once had. HOOP-DEE-DOO!
The lyrics are, seriously, "I don't want you, you can have her, she's too fat for me, she's too fat for me, she's too fat for me...." repeated endlessly.
I'm from Cleveland, we used to call this "local music". Tons of Slavs and Polacks here. And kielbasi. And bowling. That's about it. Oh and LeBron James
At a company dinner the other year, held at an Eastern European party center, they were playing a polka-ized version of Handel's "Messiah". Not just the Hallelujah chorus, but as far as I can tell the whole damn thing.