Carly Rae Jepsen: Career stalled, clinging by her fingernails to her shot at fame, writes ungodly catchy pop tune (in a good way!) that hits just right, gets heard by the right celebrities (Bieber’s people) and becomes a massive success. Jepsen signs to a major label, and for a while people are at least somewhat interested in hearing more from her. Nothing from her subsequent album is a sizeable hit, and she slowly disappears from the airwaves (except in Canada, because of CanCon regulations that keep her marginally popular). Makes a decent living off of her one song, and still tours small venues and county fairs, has few regrets. This is how this happens right?
(By “Nostradamus”, I of course mean bitter geek who thinks too hard about songs for seventeen-year old girls. Clickthrough to unironically enjoy Carly Rae Jepsen’s Call Me Maybe, the Bieber and Co. rendition that made the song blow up, and, hell, some song from her first record.)
You gon git Vevo’d.