A 45 minute embedded music video? I couldn't listen to more than a few seconds, just like I couldn't read through the entire graphic novel detailing the actions of a woman who takes away the names of things: Lois Cahmin, De-nominator.
It's just an example of how we used to talk about the LCD in pop culture. I'm not nuts about that band myself. Now we don't talk about it, the way fish don't talk about water.
In other words, I have experience with both systems, and the like-click system definitely makes it harder for me to find things I like in the giant trash fire.
Oh, there’s still an audience. But it has to be specifically looking for you. Indie culture used to take place in physical spaces you could stumble upon. Getting the current greats to peek over the rising tides of shit—which tend to intimidate them—is much harder than before. What do you search for? “Good new books”? Welcome to NYT slop written by nepo babies.
On the other hand, in the 1990s, when people used to try to keep their favorite bands obscure in order to keep up the cool factor, while the bands thus starved in poverty? My first publisher did that to me.
P.S.: This is the response:
“Hi Matjaz,
that’s a rather vague description of the essay, but if you want to see what I wrote in 2003 there’s an index here:
https://imomus.com/thoughtsindex.html
In 2004 I switched to a LiveJournal, which can be found here:
https://imomus.livejournal.com/2010/02/10/
That’s a pretty huge archive, so GOOD LUCK!
Nick / Momus”
I‘ve sent an email to Momus asking about that article. Will get back to you in case he responds.
Bang on lady. I could go on ad infinitum as to why I agree with this but it isn't important.
Johnnyi Somali... oh no YOU DIDNT....
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A 45 minute embedded music video? I couldn't listen to more than a few seconds, just like I couldn't read through the entire graphic novel detailing the actions of a woman who takes away the names of things: Lois Cahmin, De-nominator.
It's just an example of how we used to talk about the LCD in pop culture. I'm not nuts about that band myself. Now we don't talk about it, the way fish don't talk about water.
In other words, I have experience with both systems, and the like-click system definitely makes it harder for me to find things I like in the giant trash fire.
Oh, there’s still an audience. But it has to be specifically looking for you. Indie culture used to take place in physical spaces you could stumble upon. Getting the current greats to peek over the rising tides of shit—which tend to intimidate them—is much harder than before. What do you search for? “Good new books”? Welcome to NYT slop written by nepo babies.
This is true.
On the other hand, in the 1990s, when people used to try to keep their favorite bands obscure in order to keep up the cool factor, while the bands thus starved in poverty? My first publisher did that to me.
Or sometimes just in the name of prestige or some other kind of weird, twisted money satisfaction.