Farrah Abraham, a former cast member (does that term apply here?) on MTV‘s Teen Mom, has composed a soundtrack to her book, My Teenage Dream Ended. The result is an unfocused journey to the center of a celebrity-courting, electro-powered nightmare and/or dreamscape.
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The creative process behind My Teenage Dream Ended remains a mystery – there are no writing or production credits on its tags in iTunes, the only outlet where it’s available – though there’s no real reason not to assume it was all Abraham’s work. The mainstream press and those familiar with Abraham via Teen Mom have greeted it with, largely, mockery – though one can imagine that, if given a moody, possibly anonymous, aesthetic, a Tumblr full of triangles and some straight-outta-Brooklyn blog hype, reaction in various quarters would be rather different. The only explanation Abraham herself has proffered was that she “was just playing around with music”. In a nutshell, that’s exactly what My Teenage Dream Ended does.
Not to be outdone, The Guardian wonders aloud whether the record is the weirdest of the year…
What’s the weirdest record you’ve heard this year? Whatever it is, chances are it won’t register on the same WTF scale as Farrah Abraham’s debut. Boasting the tragicomic title My Teenage Dream Ended, and released as an accompaniment to her premature autobiography, this is a truly bizarre mix of generic Guetta-pop beats, those dubstep drilling sounds that feature heavily on Ministry Of Sound brostep compilations, and Abraham’s abrasive AutoTuned vocals. It may use the same ingredients as much of the present pop landscape, but it sounds like something completely different; as if someone is translating chart music into an alien language and back again.
Here are three songs from the record, roughly in order of how compelling they are. Note: turn your headphones down before clicking play… and be in a safe, warm place.