daily whine pt2

hiding your profile song on myspace: what a clever and innovative way to make sure you will be the only one on the planet to ever have that song on your page, despite its extreme popularity.
"DON'T ask me what my profile song is, there's a REASON it's hidden!!!"
...because myspace, as we all know, is a distinct representation of one's own personal being and interests, and for another person to know what song you currently enjoy would be a complete violation of anything good and holy.
here, have an a+ for vanity.

[note: someday, i really will say something positive in this blog.
clearly today is not that day, but it is approaching.]

daily whine

i'm sick of all this indie rock bullshit.

If this group Reaches 150,000 members I will name my son Batman

"I am going to call my son Batman, I have discussed this with my wife, she is pregnant at the moment. If my group reaches 150,000 members,we will name him batman! If this group reaches 50,000 we will call him Bruce Wayne Robin Spiderman Batman Islam"

random capitalization of the word 'reaches' excluded, i wonder what is the most deranged thing about this facebook group: the person who started it, or the 74,954 members who joined it?

who goes around spreading this shit? can you see the conversation?

"man, i was on facebook today, and like, there's this group, and like, this guy's gonna name his kid BATMAN if enough people join it!"
"no way dude, are you serious?"
"yeah man, i mean it! BATMAN, can you believe it?"




uh, no?

i don't know, maybe i'm just taking this all too seriously but i just can't grasp the concept. okay, okay, so maybe some guy wants to name his child batman. big whoop. but the fact that almost 80000 people are captivated by this? the fact that almost 80000 people actually want to see a child walking around named Bruce Wayne Robin Spiderman Batman Islam? the fact that 63 more people have joined the group since i started writing this post?!

so as a solution to this plight, i suggest proactive action.

start a revolution.
name your own son batman.

inauguration

i intended this to be a scathing rant; after writing for a few minutes i realized i just don't have it in me right now. i go through phases in my relationship with music. sometimes i look at the industry, the scene, the business and i can only see their faults. i'm sure i will explore some of them fully in the future. but on days like today, there is no possible way i could care less. so i throw on a top 40 playlist or two and yes, sometimes i even enjoy it.

with that statement i may have irretrievably lost any potential readers. because of all mistakes a person can make, a person who calls themselves a true fan of music, i hear this mistake is the worst. surely if i knew a THING about music i would instead be scouring the latest pitchfork reviews. surely if i had any semblance of taste, i would not touch such terrible pop music with a ten foot pole. i would know everything there is to know about 'real musicians,' the 'musicians with talent,' and i would make sure everyone around me knew just as well.

yeah, but do these fuckers ever get to stand on their beds, dancing to the new britney spears track in their underwear?

ha, musical credibility.

joke's on you.