I pushed the wrong button on the internet and ended up on Breitbart Unmasked. the editor has posted some of his music over there. Two titles caught my eye:
No. You can’t click them here and listen. You’re welcome. This needs updating:
Vogon poetry is, of course, the third worst in the universe. The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. During a recitation by their poet master Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem “Ode to a Small Lump of Green Putty I Found in My Armpit One Midsummer Morning“, four of the audience members died of internal hemorrhaging and the president of the Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council survived only by gnawing one of his own legs off. [Wait? Didn’t he actually do something like that on video?]
Grunthos was reported to have been “disappointed” by the poem’s reception, and was about to embark on a reading of his 12-book epic entitled “My Favourite Bathtime Gurgles” when his own large intestine – in a desperate attempt to save life itself – leapt straight up through his neck and throttled his brain.
The very worst poetry of all perished along with its creator, Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Sussex, in the destruction of the planet Earth. Vogon poetry is mild by comparison.
It is entirely within Bill Schmalfeldt’s constitutional rights to compete with Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings of Sussex for the title of worst poetry or music in all of Earth’s history. And win.
It is not, however, okay for him to complain that Google searches for Bill Schmalfeldt turn up articles by right-wing nut jobs. Without guys like Hoge, Kimberlin Unmasked, McCain, Krendler, Sarah (not a guy) and the Craft blog…some Google searches would turn up these two songs.