may 31st, 2021

thinking it's maybe actually turning out to be really bad that from the moment you experience
a piece of media there can be an easily accessible pre-cooked community around it that shunts
all subjective variation between art into the same roster of image macros with static tones
& attitudes! you'd think the togetherness is good but it turns out like everything else, that
the worst things are the most common & the best are the most secret. & like always
the internet greases that & lets it reach a really grotesque extent. the impulse to not
be stuck alone with a piece of art is so quellable on the internet that surely it's
preyed on whether intentionally or as some emergent thing

july 28th, 2021

i think there is something weird about "the most mysterious song on the internet."
not the song itself, just it as a cultural thing. i don't know if i can verbalize
it. i just think there is something weird. it rubs me the wrong way

i guess i might just be over-interpreting it. but whenever i think about it, i feel like
it's being treated as a flagship of obscure media itself. while having millions of views, &
a video about it with nearly a million views by one of the million youtube documentarians
who insufferably have stylized templates for their thumbnails. so if it is obscure media's
flagship, it's not that obscure itself. that idea contradicts itself anyway

you know what i would love...? to be out on a walk one night & find a cassette on the
ground, to rip it & find some interesting arcane music that i couldn't find any info
about. that would make my week. i'd value it forever. it'd feel like mine

i don't think t.m.m.s. is any less real than that hypothetical experience. it doesn't seem manufactured.
some guy taped the song long ago, couldn't figure out what it is, & people still can't figure it out!
it's organic, it's fair. fate hasn't organically afforded me a neat tape on the ground yet, though. it did
kind of afford it to the t.m.m.s. guy, & now that experience is distributed across millions of people

if t.m.m.s. signals that other people are hungry for this sort of thing too, but only to an extent where
they're comfortable just having it presented in a cozy youtube format by the people who either dig it
up, or are just quick on reporting whatever is dug up, then... well, there's an audience for it. & i think
content creators eventually start doing really weird stuff when there's an audience for anything

i dread the idea of people manufacturing "tape on the sidewalk" experiences, i dread the idea of anyone
trying to put out "mysteries on demand" as if they're something to produce with no relation to the
bell curve of explainability for all the different things that actually happen in the world...

either manufacturing it, or like. greedily evacuating things from the realm of obscurity to the realm of. things
that have been totally desecrated by like. Pad Chennington. establishing a very blatant conflict between the two

every time i hear about Tramp Stamps, i kind of wonder if they're... you know, first there's bands
that organically have inspiring rises to fame. then people try to package that as a narrative & sell it.
industry plants. then people catch onto industry plants. so someone packages the narrative of an
absurd industry plant to get the attention instead. expecting everyone to "catch on"

why did a person make each individual thing that comes out of my laptop? is this or that
thing "authentic?" am i outsmarting the contextless signals? screw it, daniel johnston was
an industry plant. screw it. everything on reuters & the new york times is a lie, screw it

stories upon stories upon stories upon stories upon stories upon stories upon stories & each
layer of stories breeds a new generation of art inspired by stories, uncanny in its subtle lack
of being informed by real experience, & people can publish stories about the art too! then
we can talk about how good the stories about the art are, & turn that talk into a story!