Something about this worries me.
When The Who first appeared, they were dismissed as a tragedy, an assault on all things music. Rock music, too, was at first a heresy that dare not be named.
These days, they are fondly regarded as the start of a generation, summed up neatly by Pete Townshed on the song "my generation", and in Elvis' attitude; Show offy, almost sexual in nature, he strips his whole persona before your very eyes, showing you what you came for: pleasure.
I can't help but feel like the apocalyptics of that era felt like: In denial of any of these things ever being good for the sanity of anyone. The fact that this shit will soon represent us, and that it will soon form part of our culture.
I think this is the death of culture.
So far, the silogism I'm trying to make is quite obvious:
Rock music was considered shit...
Fred/this faggot/whathaveyou are considered shit...
Therefore, these videos are Rock music?
the Rock music of our age and day?
What if I've been wrong all along?
What if Fred was actually funny to begin with?
I dare not break the safety, it would tear me apart. I can't ACCEPT it. But who am I to consider what's good and what's not? A mere douchebag with a wifi connection that's what.
Something else clicks in my head: Rock music got kids rebellious, made them break from their boring life by giving them strong feelings on a silver plate, catered to their hormonal lifestyle; They were able to break free. STICK IT TO THE MAN!!!!!!!(!!!)
Youtube faggots: They unleashed the unspeakable horrors of what some call "Vlogging", or as some old dirty bastard on fox news would say "Virtual Moving Picture Log". There's lots of amusing stuff, some people make great points about the interesting properties of sand. And then you get people who get pushed to the storefront, right there on the window which conveniently represents your screen right here right now THIS VERY MOMENT AAAAAAAAAAA (At this point, I assume you already know that a "Youtube Partnership" basically means rigged views). This would seem like somebody selectively choosing what to feed us for profit, and that's exactly what it is. How appropiate! The exact thing happened with Rock n Roll! People saw a market -Bored teenagers with shitloads of money after US of A kicked ass in war- and exploited to as far as they could, creating a legendary epoch. This makes me wonder:
Who is to say stuff like Fred isn't without its merits?
It certainly isn't something I like, hell, I detest it, but unfortunately, wether we like it or not, it opened the floodgates.
Maybe something before it already did, and then, when we're having virtual robosex with a virtual hooker (see, the hooker is virtual IN the virtual world, making her twice the virtual), we'll fondly (surely not me) regard those Freds and those ShaneDawsons and how the Virtual stereoscopic 3D Lolcats can't compete with them and are the cancer that will eventually lead to the unplugging of culture. A flat line. Just like now.
I hate it, with a passion, but this might be the "My generation", the "Johnny B. Goode" or even the "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" of these day and age.
Even more so, it's loud, noisy, and quite annoying to those who already are used to the medium.
Just like Elvis.
(By the way, this guy sucks sweaty donkey balls through a straw. I propose pressing all youtube celebrities into a small sphere, inserting them into a giant mechanical dong, and ejaculating them at the sun. Imagine calling your friends and saying "I just came poison culture to the sun". Shit would be glorious, and would make for interesting pickup stories.)
