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Skip to the End to Avoid Tiresome Tirade [Jul. 10th, 2012|10:50 pm]
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[mood |chipperI'unno]
[music |Tchaikovsky's 1812 overture. Yeah.]

Why does EVERY goddamn song on the goddamn radio have to sound the same? Yes, I know that claim gets thrown around a lot. I had that problem with Radiohead when I was young and stupid, before I learned to listen with more care and sensitivity. I guess most people are far happier avoiding anything challenging that might alter their conceptions of [EDITOR'S NOTE: This paragraph has been aborted due to excessive snobbery and whining]

I started avoiding pop radio years ago because I found it insipid and annoying and it had taken a long time to truly discover my beloved classic rock. But before I moved to New York, I had no idea it had gotten THIS bad. And it is baaaad. When you're ensconced in a college environment or a smaller town, you're not so thoroughly bombarded by modern popular culture unless you seek it out. But now I hear one overused pop drumbeat in dozens of delis, grocery stores, 99 cent shops, pharmacies, and any catering job with a DJ. And it could be part of any number of contemporary songs. They're even applying the "dance beat," with it's uniform pace in 4/4 time, to Adele songs! The horror! To discern exactly WHICH song, one must listen to the vocalist. Wait...no, they're usually autotuned beyond recognition. Man, singers used to be actual individuals. How about the melody? Nah, it's almost always bland and uninspired, with a lame chord progression. Granted, that sort of thing has popped up in music since time immemorial, but there would still usually be some inkling of personality to the tune, even in the uber-bland days of mid-1970s radio. With this overproduced sludge, just about everything is by-the-numbers. It seems there need only be effort put into one earworm that is scientifically proven and calibrated to torment listeners into submission. Well, maybe we'll at least get some creative lyrics to compensahahahaha I'm sorry there's no conceivable way I can finish that sentence. These songs ALL communicate one of the following messages: "I'm awesome," "You're awesome," or "Let's party!" Such verve and complexity! Makes "Won't Get Fooled Again" read like "I Just Called To Say I Love You" for fuck's sake! Genius!

Are we so far down the road of lowered expectations and lowest-common-denominator calculation that people actually LIKE this schlock? Can we stomach nothing but trite positivity reinforcing the humdrum expectations that record companies seem to have for us? Is the soundtrack of your life nothing but a mediocre dance party? Why am I forced to absorb this shit at every turn? Hollywood's doing the same damn thing with shit like Transformers, Twilight, and the films of Adam Sandler, people! Theater follow the pattern too, what with its celebrity showcases and jukebox musical shenanigans! The publishing industry seems to be veering in the same direction to gain some semblance of profit as it declines! Franchises, franchises, franchises! If this is indicative of the way we're all living, I guess I HAVE to support the doomsday emergency plan of sending a tiny smidgen of creative, productive, intelligent humans in a rocket to Mars while letting everyone else get immolated as the Earth dies.


OKAY, NOW I'VE CALMED DOWN. I am not the first to make complaints like these, and I won't be the last. Before I was born, hell, even long before my GRANDPARENTS were born, complaints about the decline of culture and the death of art forms ran rampant, especially from pseudo-intellectual numbskulls like myself who have little to no knowledge of history, sociology, or creativity. Pompous, pampered pricks like to think that somehow they're living on the verge of some Huxley-esque dystopian future where they'll be the only ones willing to refuse conditioning and shout, "Soylent green is people!" (Spoiler alert) But humanity has survived some pretty awful eras, socially, politically, and culturally. We're going to be okay. Hell, there are still some honest-to-God works of art getting popular attention, especially on cable television (although one could argue that there are plenty of reality shows to balance that out). The point is, I don't know if we're in any sort of decline or whether there really was once a greater fount of originality and truth in art affecting a greater percentage of the populace. I wasn't there. I can only hope for the best and maybe try to contribute something that really matters to me.

But I'll still run screaming out of any public place that plays "Moves Like Jagger" to the public. Seriously, taking a power drill to my forehead would be preferable to that wretched pustule of a song.
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That's it [Feb. 2nd, 2012|12:25 am]
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[mood |draineddrained]

Okay, I'm officially calling it: I have the worst luck with women in the Milky Way galaxy.
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(no subject) [Dec. 18th, 2010|07:09 pm]
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I frequently agree with Jon, especially when he's outraged, and this is the story (minimally covered by network news and without REPUBLICAN obstruction mentioned by many others) that really drains the hope and happiness out of us. You may have seen this, but I wanted to post it here for posterity, and also because I'd like to look into how many congressmen and senators have connections with these foreign conglomerates that would be taxed to pay for this health care. There may be at least a few who blocked the bill simply out of misguided, bullshit conservative principle...and of course that's almost more upsetting.

For every positive moment like today's repeal of Don't Ask Don't Tell, there are thirty moments to make me think, "Okay, we are well and truly fucked."

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Uhh... [Jun. 7th, 2010|05:20 pm]
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[mood |depresseduuuuuuuuu]
[music |David Bowie - Low]

No, I didn't get into Pace. No, I don't have the slightest clue what I'm going to do now. And yes, I am pissed. Not as much as I could be, though, because I thought I did well this time. I figured this place could help me with my repression, lack of communication, and hidden emotions, but it could very well have been those things that were too noticeable in the audition.

So now I just...keep working a few days a week with Peg. And maybe get modest parts in a couple of Flock shows. Because I didn't apply to enough schools and cocked up my job search. All because I am deathly afraid of contact with other people. I always know they'll see my weaknesses, judge, reject, or abandon me. Just because I was picked on in elementary and middle school. I am such a frightened little fucking child. And I'm afraid I might stay that way forever.
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My Christmas/Birthday List [Dec. 9th, 2008|12:23 am]
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Two testicles.
An identity.
To not feel empty, weak, walled-off, lazy, and tense.
Aspects of myself not marked by cowardice.
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Gotta finish a paper I've put off for two weeks [Nov. 14th, 2006|11:42 pm]
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[mood |cheerfultired but optimistic]
[music |Bartlet's amazing speech in "20 Hours in America."]

Before I stop my power procrastination marathon and get down to business, I'd just like to state once again for the record


That is all.
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Sometimes it takes five years of crazy to make us see the light [Nov. 8th, 2006|02:27 pm]
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Democrats take the house.

Rumsfeld is stepping down.

No more Rick Santorum.

God, I'm sorry. I love my country. (Although Lieberman did win, but I guess I can forgive that...after a while).
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10 Random Things (from Basil) [Dec. 22nd, 2005|12:37 am]
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Icon tribute to John Spencer. God rest his soul.

1) I finally got Sarah's christmas presents.
2) I've been a hardcore West Wing fan for four months.
3) The birthday celebration for me and Casey was a pantsless party in her honor (Don't worry; we had underpants on).
4) When I saw King Kong (awesome by the way), I figured out why the box office has been so low this year: loud, obnoxious, dim-witted audiences that won't shut the fuck up.
5) I am THIS close to becoming totally emo.
6) Great chocolate nearly always wakes me up.
7) My nose is big.
8) I'm getting more and more petrified about what's going to happen to me as a professional actor.
9) I REALLY gotta get into the city more often.
10) I may take yoga when I get back to SLC.
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I'm fifty minutes late, but... [Sep. 16th, 2005|12:52 am]
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Happy Birthday Ben!!!!!
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Maybe I'll be alert in 4 days... [Aug. 14th, 2005|11:44 am]
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[mood |bouncyout the door]

I shall be back on Thursday guys. Right now I gotta visit with the family in Maine, which should be a good time. Peace!
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