Welcome to Postmodern Accident.
I STARTED SOMETHING I COULDN'T FINISH
"For a few disorienting seconds, I could feel my brain much the way you can feel when someone is stepping on your foot."
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Why Postmodern Accident? Why now?
Welcome to Postmodern Accident.
THE INCEPTION
I suppose the reason why I've decided to become a blogger is because as I get older, I try harder to repress and conceal my all-encompassing disgust for everything and everyone, yet it somehow keeps overtaking me and winning out, contributing to my overall existence as a sad sack. Actually, I'm trying to get back into the daily habit of writing and possibly reawakening my creative drive, which has been mostly absent since I wrote a pretentious short story 7 years ago about a somewhat goth couple who maintained a handcrafted candle business and ended up possibly murdering their graphic designer. (Remember, I never said my creative drive led to worthwhile product!)
As many of you know, I've just ended a job working for a popular web magazine (www.popmatters.com), first as a music reviewer and second as the advertising director, and now that I've got extra time on my hands I figured I must do something. I've also just ended a two-year span of active involvement in a couple of online forums, consisting primarily of British frenz who I met through my love of a legendarily prolific and eccentric post-punk band called The Fall. Sadly these forums devolved into cliques and paranoid factions (rather appropriately, actually, as the band often tends to do the same...!), and I lost much of my outlet for writing online and chatting about music, movies, sex, drugs, and all that other fun stuff. So come back here often to read about the trials and tribulations of a lone gay music-obsessed wolf as he tries to navigate being the age of Jesus in the big city, getting by with a little help from his friends and a lot of help from his beer.
THE INTENTION
This shall not become a daily diary of my lame activities. I rarely, if ever, do *anything* interesting. My purpose is to offer a handful of creative and entertaining regular features that will keep me writing and keep you reading. Naturally, I reserve the right to spout off for several sentences, or possibly even paragraphs, about the music that is currently entertaining me. Perhaps I will post an occasional "first sentence," meaning a potential first line from an unwritten short story, on which I welcome and encourage feedback. I may try to feature a daily picture, either of my own or something else found on the web, along with a commentary that explains why I've included it. Don't be surprised if many of these focus on hot men, as I constantly find myself surrounded by straight men and lesbians and I don't think there is enough appreciation for men in my world. If you don't like that idea, fuck you and your girlfriend!
THE INVITATION
A blog is nothing without feedback. I have enabled comments from anyone who wishes to post them, so post away.
THE EXPLANATION
Why Postmodern Accident? What does that even mean? Well, if I have to explain what postmodernism is to you, you probably shouldn't be reading my blog, but ultimately it won't really matter. The term was simply a criticism I threw out at the retro-electro husband/wife duo called Adult. (the period is part of their name) when I first saw them in concert about 4 years ago opening for another postmodern accident called Trans Am. Although I immediately hated Adult. and their inexplicable hipster popularity, I grew to love them--but then they changed their sound and now produce slightly inferior replicas of Siouxsie & the Banshees' Kaleidoscope album from 1980.
"You will see me one more time if you do good. You will see me two more times if you do bad."
THE INCEPTION
I suppose the reason why I've decided to become a blogger is because as I get older, I try harder to repress and conceal my all-encompassing disgust for everything and everyone, yet it somehow keeps overtaking me and winning out, contributing to my overall existence as a sad sack. Actually, I'm trying to get back into the daily habit of writing and possibly reawakening my creative drive, which has been mostly absent since I wrote a pretentious short story 7 years ago about a somewhat goth couple who maintained a handcrafted candle business and ended up possibly murdering their graphic designer. (Remember, I never said my creative drive led to worthwhile product!)
As many of you know, I've just ended a job working for a popular web magazine (www.popmatters.com), first as a music reviewer and second as the advertising director, and now that I've got extra time on my hands I figured I must do something. I've also just ended a two-year span of active involvement in a couple of online forums, consisting primarily of British frenz who I met through my love of a legendarily prolific and eccentric post-punk band called The Fall. Sadly these forums devolved into cliques and paranoid factions (rather appropriately, actually, as the band often tends to do the same...!), and I lost much of my outlet for writing online and chatting about music, movies, sex, drugs, and all that other fun stuff. So come back here often to read about the trials and tribulations of a lone gay music-obsessed wolf as he tries to navigate being the age of Jesus in the big city, getting by with a little help from his friends and a lot of help from his beer.
THE INTENTION
This shall not become a daily diary of my lame activities. I rarely, if ever, do *anything* interesting. My purpose is to offer a handful of creative and entertaining regular features that will keep me writing and keep you reading. Naturally, I reserve the right to spout off for several sentences, or possibly even paragraphs, about the music that is currently entertaining me. Perhaps I will post an occasional "first sentence," meaning a potential first line from an unwritten short story, on which I welcome and encourage feedback. I may try to feature a daily picture, either of my own or something else found on the web, along with a commentary that explains why I've included it. Don't be surprised if many of these focus on hot men, as I constantly find myself surrounded by straight men and lesbians and I don't think there is enough appreciation for men in my world. If you don't like that idea, fuck you and your girlfriend!
THE INVITATION
A blog is nothing without feedback. I have enabled comments from anyone who wishes to post them, so post away.
THE EXPLANATION
Why Postmodern Accident? What does that even mean? Well, if I have to explain what postmodernism is to you, you probably shouldn't be reading my blog, but ultimately it won't really matter. The term was simply a criticism I threw out at the retro-electro husband/wife duo called Adult. (the period is part of their name) when I first saw them in concert about 4 years ago opening for another postmodern accident called Trans Am. Although I immediately hated Adult. and their inexplicable hipster popularity, I grew to love them--but then they changed their sound and now produce slightly inferior replicas of Siouxsie & the Banshees' Kaleidoscope album from 1980.
"You will see me one more time if you do good. You will see me two more times if you do bad."
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