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If you couldn’t tell, i’m listening to Sigur Ros.

I read this article on The AV Club that was like “worst interview subjects ever” or something and one of them was when Sigur Ros was on some NPR program.  The band was being terribly uncooperative and super awkward and the interviewer was clearly struggling to engage them in any way.  Even if the questions weren’t particularly good, the band came off as a bunch of arrogant artsy nerds you just want to beat up.

At about 3:50, the interviewer asks the singer, Jonsi, about the fictional language “hopelandic,” that he sings in on a couple of Sigur Ros albums.  Jonsi, clearly frustrated with the question, replies, “it’s just fucking bullshit.”

After I read the AV Club article, I started reading the comments.  I love reading comments.  They’re the greatest.  You know when you watch a YouTube video and it has just like pages and pages of endless comments below it and you’re like “who the fuck reads these?”

I do.

I was reading the comments for the AV Club article and they were talking about the Sigur Ros interview, and a lot of commenters made a point of saying how the interviewer was terrible at his job and whatnot.

“Of course the band members were disinterested and vacant, the questions were awful!”

Then another guy replied to that with, “Yea, he totally should have started the interview with ‘tjúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúúú?’”

I was dying with laughter.

So yea, internet comments are basically the best.  Remember CathyMay15?  She was this Norwegian girl that uploaded videos of herself singing various songs on YouTube.

Yea.  So yea.  But due to unwanted attention, she deleted her account.  Then everyone else on YouTube started reuploading her videos so they could stay online forever.

I read the comments.  They’re not pretty.

People are animals.  But really, is there even such a thing as unwanted attention if you put up videos of yourself on the internet?

When I first saw that CathyMay15 video, my first reaction was “boy am I glad YouTube wasn’t around when I was that age, otherwise I would have some preeettty embarrassing stuff up there!”

But the more I think about it, no I wouldn’t.

When I was that old I was terrified of interaction and could barely look people in the eye, let alone upload videos of myself singing to shitty techno onto the internet.

It’s weird how people put up videos of themselves and then are shocked and upset when they find people have things to say about them other than praise.  I mean these kids should know as well as anyone that every single video online has its share of brutally insensitive (sometimes brutally hilarious) comments, why do they think they’re somehow impervious to that phenomenon?

This was from a video about nutrition.

And it’s not even those drama types who are used to people saying they suck all the time who put videos of themselves up you know?  Yea, those theater folk are expected to find and exploit yet another avenue to get all of the attention they crave.  It’s the weirdos and the freaks and the geeks and all of the CathyMay15s of the world who, in any other time before YouTube, would have been content just to be left alone.

I guess we’re all guilty of it to some degree.  I mean, what’s Lemon Party?

Speaking of, we play our first show in a long time tomorrow.

Nice segue-way, by the way.  Nice.  High five for that.  Didn’t even structure this post that way, just free formed that shit right NOW.  Real smooth.  I just typed out an internal monologue.  Who does that?  I’m on some next level shit right here.

Is this lame? I cant tell.

Anyway.  I should delete that last bit.  But i’m leaving it.  Why?  What?  Huh?  Word.

We practiced tonight, ran through our set twice.  13 songs.  29 minutes.  Hahaha I think we’re expected to play for like an hour.  The practice went really well, we didn’t even mess up.  Which paradoxically is some kind of omen that means we’re going to fuck up a million times tomorrow.  Why does it work like that?  I don’t know.  Murphy’s Law I guess.

God I hope nobody comes.

I really do.

Not even kidding.

I’m listening to Wire now.  ”The 15th.”  Off the album 154.  I know Pink Flag inside and out, but I never really started listening to their other stuff until fairly recently.  I never really knew how much and often they changed their sound throughout their career.  It’s pretty crazy how they predicted the synth and keyboard sounds of the 80s.  154 came out in 1979.  Wire is a band that I admire a great deal.  They couldn’t finish and get to the next shit fast enough.  Progress and movement were everything.  The balls to do that, especially with all of the stone cold classics they have in their canon, is ridiculous.