There is a man named August Brown who writes for the LA Times.  He made a statement about a terrible band called Brokencyde that pretty much summed up a lot of the world we live in for me, so I thought I’d share it.

“Brokencyde has done for MySpace emo what some think Soulja Boy did
for hip-hop: turn their career into a kind of macro-performance art
that exists so far beyond the tropes of irony and sincerity that to ask
‘are they kidding?’ is like trying to peel an onion to get to a
perceived central core that, in the end, does not exist and renders all
attempts to reassemble the pieces futile.”

What with the myspaces and the facebooks and the twitters and the blogs… we’ve pretty much turned our lives into macro-performance art. Be amusing, be clever, be unique. People are watching. People aren’t watching? Then you must be doing something wrong. It’s an odd thing to be able to see, and still be a part of.  I’d stop being a hypocrite… but what else would be left?