At the end of this video I felt the same way I did in the year 2000 when I realized that flying cars still didn’t exist – RIPPED….OFF.
The only thing “Indie” about this video was the music. And since I don’t listen to Indie music, that statement is merely an assumption. The video starts with a warm up, does 20 minutes of cardio, 5 minutes each of butt and ab workouts and then a cool down.
There are four girls dressed like those depressed goth kids you see hanging around in odd spots at the local mall. Heavy eyeliner, torn fishnets, dreadlocks, and leg warmers…but enough about my husband’s weekend lounging outfits. Chaos, the “instructor” looked dead inside like Tara Reid, and sounded as robotic as Stephen Hawking. You’d think based on the music that they’d be yelling and pumping their fists in the air, but to no avail. And the moves weren’t Indie either…they were all basic aerobic moves!
Whoever edited the video (I’m assuming it was Reid-Hawking’s boyfriend) did a horrible job. Right when they would switch to a new move the camera would zoom in on one girl so I couldn’t see what they were doing with their arms and legs. The camera also zoomed in on a big bruise on the inner thigh of one of the background girls. She had so much make up on her face you’d think they could’ve spared a little concealer to cover that shit up.
Boo-urns to this video…boo-freakin’-urns.
AMOM RATING: 4 out of 10 (4 points because it made for a humorous post. That is all.)