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kerpingtack) wrote2008-10-17 11:02 pm
kerpingtack) wrote2008-10-17 11:02 pm
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I swear to christ, if another airplane/helicopter/dirigible/hovercraft/spaceship flies over my building, I'm going to stop it with the power of my fucking brain and punch the pilot in the throat. KNOCK A BITCH OUT.
I'm watching videos of music performances on youtube, things like talent shows or otherwise mostly internet famous people. There are so many talented people omg. It makes me feel really good about everyone else and really bad about myself. D:
There's something about people having a deep appreciation for guitar and the guitar music... canon I guess? I don't know how to word this. Like classic rock and blues etc in general, but specifically guitar for me? OMG inarticulate. WELL WHATEVER THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THAT that seems very... omg. I don't know how to express this. It's a dumb thought anyway though. Uhmm there's something about it that seems very wonderful to me. It's not as intimidating or I guess esoteric as people having an appreciation for piano or violin. The love seems quite warm and human. Not that classical music fans have a love that's not warm or whatever, but it's not as readily accessible. I'm totally just talking about my own neuroses btw so just add "to me" after every sentence in this big block of text. I mean the guitar technique fangasm is still lost on me and I guess that's part of what makes it so wonderful for me, that I have no actual opinion on the content of what they're saying so I can just indie douche it up by making up what I think they mean and making it all idealistique and hella ~mystify~ it. But like. I completely lost what I was even trying to say.
It's sort of the same kind of fuzzy mushy starbursty feeling I get when I watched Daft Punk vids earlier this week and saw people in the crowd or wherever flipping their shit, getting really into it, and the youtube comments on the videos and all. I guess what I'm saying is that there's a purity in the community, to me, and I know I'm willfully ignoring allllll the rampant bullshit wanks and arguing about who's better or who's a hack and all, but whatever, this is already totally incoherent. The respect that I see in this kind of thing (lol vague), and that the respect is there because of respect for the instrument and respect for the better parts of human nature, if that makes sense - like respect for dedication and natural acclimations and hard work - and just love for music. I guess it helps too that there's a history behind this thing. Oh man I don't know. Music is just amazing all around you guys.
It's good to have the internets around too, so people don't need to be locked in by geography. Brallllghhhh.
One morbid, sort of asshole thing that I keep thinking about: I wonder if people like Roger Ebert, people who so obviously love uhh creation (whhhy can I never say anything properly omfg), ever feel sorry that they're going to die, not necessarily because of their actual life, but because they're going to miss everything that comes out after their death. Like all the movies he'll never get to see, or the books you'll miss, or the music you won't hear. That sounds so indie douchey. (Oh my god I TOTALLY AM AN ASSHOLE HIPSTER, without all the devastating ~coolness~. :d Spare a tear for me my peeps.) I started thinking about this when he had to get that surgery... last? summer? and I was all worried. Is that weird?
Question: would you rather be fucking spectacular at one thing, or generally good at everything, OR JUST BE MULTI-TALENTED AND AMAZING AT EVERYTHING? People in category C make me want to eat my own brains in sadness.
Let's be honest. I love James Marsden and his perfect face but I will not watch Sex Drive. Why does your face have to be so perfeckt James Marsden? Why does your movie have to look so dumb? I can tolerate dumb shitty (wonderful *__*) rom-coms but I have like the lowest threshold ever for teen comedies. I don't really want to watch that Box movie wif Cameron Diaz either! James Marsden! James Marsden!
I'm watching videos of music performances on youtube, things like talent shows or otherwise mostly internet famous people. There are so many talented people omg. It makes me feel really good about everyone else and really bad about myself. D:
There's something about people having a deep appreciation for guitar and the guitar music... canon I guess? I don't know how to word this. Like classic rock and blues etc in general, but specifically guitar for me? OMG inarticulate. WELL WHATEVER THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THAT that seems very... omg. I don't know how to express this. It's a dumb thought anyway though. Uhmm there's something about it that seems very wonderful to me. It's not as intimidating or I guess esoteric as people having an appreciation for piano or violin. The love seems quite warm and human. Not that classical music fans have a love that's not warm or whatever, but it's not as readily accessible. I'm totally just talking about my own neuroses btw so just add "to me" after every sentence in this big block of text. I mean the guitar technique fangasm is still lost on me and I guess that's part of what makes it so wonderful for me, that I have no actual opinion on the content of what they're saying so I can just indie douche it up by making up what I think they mean and making it all idealistique and hella ~mystify~ it. But like. I completely lost what I was even trying to say.
It's sort of the same kind of fuzzy mushy starbursty feeling I get when I watched Daft Punk vids earlier this week and saw people in the crowd or wherever flipping their shit, getting really into it, and the youtube comments on the videos and all. I guess what I'm saying is that there's a purity in the community, to me, and I know I'm willfully ignoring allllll the rampant bullshit wanks and arguing about who's better or who's a hack and all, but whatever, this is already totally incoherent. The respect that I see in this kind of thing (lol vague), and that the respect is there because of respect for the instrument and respect for the better parts of human nature, if that makes sense - like respect for dedication and natural acclimations and hard work - and just love for music. I guess it helps too that there's a history behind this thing. Oh man I don't know. Music is just amazing all around you guys.
It's good to have the internets around too, so people don't need to be locked in by geography. Brallllghhhh.
One morbid, sort of asshole thing that I keep thinking about: I wonder if people like Roger Ebert, people who so obviously love uhh creation (whhhy can I never say anything properly omfg), ever feel sorry that they're going to die, not necessarily because of their actual life, but because they're going to miss everything that comes out after their death. Like all the movies he'll never get to see, or the books you'll miss, or the music you won't hear. That sounds so indie douchey. (Oh my god I TOTALLY AM AN ASSHOLE HIPSTER, without all the devastating ~coolness~. :d Spare a tear for me my peeps.) I started thinking about this when he had to get that surgery... last? summer? and I was all worried. Is that weird?
Question: would you rather be fucking spectacular at one thing, or generally good at everything, OR JUST BE MULTI-TALENTED AND AMAZING AT EVERYTHING? People in category C make me want to eat my own brains in sadness.
Let's be honest. I love James Marsden and his perfect face but I will not watch Sex Drive. Why does your face have to be so perfeckt James Marsden? Why does your movie have to look so dumb? I can tolerate dumb shitty (wonderful *__*) rom-coms but I have like the lowest threshold ever for teen comedies. I don't really want to watch that Box movie wif Cameron Diaz either! James Marsden! James Marsden!