All that jazz
Aug. 18th, 2003 02:20 amFinally saw Chicago tonight at Sara's. Surprisingly I wasn't dissapointed with it, as I have been in the past with movies that get so much hype and then I finally watch them and they suck (remember The Blair Witch Project? Or Titanic?). This is exactly the reason that I never saw Moulin Rouge and never plan on seeing it because I know it will suck simply because it has Nicole Kidman... okay, she's not that bad of an actress... I mean, she was good in that one movie where... she... ah, fuck it, she sucks. So, anyhow, after getting WAY off topic, I wasn't dissapointed by Chicago. I was kind of confused by the random flashing colors and switching back and forth between the real world and Roxie's acid trip, but that's mostly because that's how my brain functions anyway so it just got totally scrambled and confused... I followed the plot fairly well, and the danceing was pretty neat. But even so, I don't understand why everybody made such a huge deal about this movie and won so many Oscars, and yet An American Werewolf in Paris didn't even get a nod...
Okay, I'm kidding. Chicago was pretty good and aAWiP was actually a really terrible movie, but I like it because I like crappy horror movies that aren't even that scary in spite of how hard they try to be... except Blair Witch Project. That movie can rot in the fiery pits of hell.
Wow, I'm in quite the sunshiny mood today, aren't I? I guess I have reason to be... it's already been over 48 hours since last I saw Liz and only about 24 since last I spoke to her... yes kids, it's the "Nathan is now sexually frustrated and takeing out on the world so shut up before I shoot you in the face" Nathan. Bleah. This could turn into one of those angry stream of conciousness entries that I tend to be so fond of. It starts with one thing that makes me think of another thing that makes me think of the thing that makes me want to break things... eww, that just reminded me of Limp Bisquick. Now I want to go shoot MYSELF. Eww. Such a stupid stupid band with no talent and a hack for a front man. The really amusing thing was that he was discovered by KoRn which is also a crappy band that should just drop off the face of the earth right now.
And another thing, my contacts are REALLY bugging me. I checked and they aren't torn or anything, I think that crap must just be spawning in my eyelids and wedging itself under the contacts and then my eye is irritated and itchy all day... and my saline solution sucks.
So back to what I was talking about originally, pop culture really pisses me off. Take, for example, the band Staind (which, ironically, was discovered by Fred Durst. Go figure.). The first album wasn't that bad. In fact, one might go so far as to say that it was really good. Of course, they were still moderately underground at that point, so their song wasn't played on the radio that much... however, then MTV got a hold of one of their music videos and played it to death. Everybody voted for it. Everybody called every radio station and requested their song. So begins their 15 minutes. They go on tours with all the big name bands that everybody likes and have like since the beginning of time. They're a huge hit, and everybody loves them. Then... the notorious second album is released. The songs are crappy. They aren't about the music anymore. Now it's about the money and record sales and pulling that big venue in anytown, USA. Now they just throw together 3 or 4 power chords, steal some kids poem off the internet and the pop culture train rolls along. The ride it for as much as they can and maybe if they're lucky the discover a new band and make them cool, and infect them with the pestilence that is popularity. Then people start to get impatient... so they release the third, god awful mistake of an album. It sucks. Nobody buys it. People boo them off stage. They lose crowds, they lose venues, they lose all their fans. The are reduced to living in the extra bedroom over a homosexual couple's garage, and the 15 minutes are now up... but now this band that they've discovered appears on MTV...
You see? It's a horrible thing. If you look at all the facts you can really begin to understand my deep seeded (or is it seated?) hatred and loathing MTV and hot topic (even if I DO shop there... STFU) and The Blair Witch Project. Society finds something that seems harmless enough, attach themselves to it, make it seem cool, and suck it dry for all it's worth. It's a horrible, sad, and degrading thing to see and it makes me want to cry every time I hear a song I like on the radio for the 7th time that day. You know that by this time next month that song will have been played to death, and a newer, crappier version of that same song, only with slightly different lyrics, will rear it's ugly head. Ladies and Gentelmen, I thank you for endureing my angst, and I bid you a fond good night.
Okay, I'm kidding. Chicago was pretty good and aAWiP was actually a really terrible movie, but I like it because I like crappy horror movies that aren't even that scary in spite of how hard they try to be... except Blair Witch Project. That movie can rot in the fiery pits of hell.
Wow, I'm in quite the sunshiny mood today, aren't I? I guess I have reason to be... it's already been over 48 hours since last I saw Liz and only about 24 since last I spoke to her... yes kids, it's the "Nathan is now sexually frustrated and takeing out on the world so shut up before I shoot you in the face" Nathan. Bleah. This could turn into one of those angry stream of conciousness entries that I tend to be so fond of. It starts with one thing that makes me think of another thing that makes me think of the thing that makes me want to break things... eww, that just reminded me of Limp Bisquick. Now I want to go shoot MYSELF. Eww. Such a stupid stupid band with no talent and a hack for a front man. The really amusing thing was that he was discovered by KoRn which is also a crappy band that should just drop off the face of the earth right now.
And another thing, my contacts are REALLY bugging me. I checked and they aren't torn or anything, I think that crap must just be spawning in my eyelids and wedging itself under the contacts and then my eye is irritated and itchy all day... and my saline solution sucks.
So back to what I was talking about originally, pop culture really pisses me off. Take, for example, the band Staind (which, ironically, was discovered by Fred Durst. Go figure.). The first album wasn't that bad. In fact, one might go so far as to say that it was really good. Of course, they were still moderately underground at that point, so their song wasn't played on the radio that much... however, then MTV got a hold of one of their music videos and played it to death. Everybody voted for it. Everybody called every radio station and requested their song. So begins their 15 minutes. They go on tours with all the big name bands that everybody likes and have like since the beginning of time. They're a huge hit, and everybody loves them. Then... the notorious second album is released. The songs are crappy. They aren't about the music anymore. Now it's about the money and record sales and pulling that big venue in anytown, USA. Now they just throw together 3 or 4 power chords, steal some kids poem off the internet and the pop culture train rolls along. The ride it for as much as they can and maybe if they're lucky the discover a new band and make them cool, and infect them with the pestilence that is popularity. Then people start to get impatient... so they release the third, god awful mistake of an album. It sucks. Nobody buys it. People boo them off stage. They lose crowds, they lose venues, they lose all their fans. The are reduced to living in the extra bedroom over a homosexual couple's garage, and the 15 minutes are now up... but now this band that they've discovered appears on MTV...
You see? It's a horrible thing. If you look at all the facts you can really begin to understand my deep seeded (or is it seated?) hatred and loathing MTV and hot topic (even if I DO shop there... STFU) and The Blair Witch Project. Society finds something that seems harmless enough, attach themselves to it, make it seem cool, and suck it dry for all it's worth. It's a horrible, sad, and degrading thing to see and it makes me want to cry every time I hear a song I like on the radio for the 7th time that day. You know that by this time next month that song will have been played to death, and a newer, crappier version of that same song, only with slightly different lyrics, will rear it's ugly head. Ladies and Gentelmen, I thank you for endureing my angst, and I bid you a fond good night.