Paramore // Grow Up
11/17/13 @ Mohegan Sun Arena
hayley williams is the most beautiful girl holy cow 0_0
from krucoff’s new a/w 13 millennial collection
Old Manhattanite is grumbling in his grave while we 9 to 5.
It’s 11 o’ clock PST, are you too old to be awake and drowning sorrows?
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE:
Nov. 11, 2013 - Last Saturday night, Andrew Kru *Cough*, “founder” of the Young Manhattanite Blerg* put out an IPO for YM. According to an anonymous source, Krucoff allegedly broke protocol when he proceeded to go out and buy toilet paper, where he then handed the keys off to the first unlucky schmuck to offer him a bag of wooden nickels.
Krucoff was not approached for comment, but according to our source YM is under new MGMT. Things are not expected to change
drastically for the better (infrequent glogging, #Grow Up, #Give UP), however, YM will now be observing Pacific Standard Time.
The facts as stated still need to be verified. Andrew may have run off with Banksy.
MOVIES IN REVIEW: THE LIFEGUARD
Someone (WG Sebald?) said something along the lines of “there are only two subjects for intelligent people to think about now: Hitler and Stalin.” Very true. But the contemporary American corollary is, “There is only one subject for intelligent people to think about now: Why we can’t grow the f- up.”
Liz Garcia has made a beautiful film on this topic that quietly gets at much of the problem. The story of a reporter who decides to give up the city and her career and move back home to her childhood room and childhood job is truly our story. That lifeguard lives in all of us.
What might sounds a high concept comedy premise goes to a very deep and dark place in this film, taking you along in such a quiet and inexorable way that you don’t even notice the terrible slope you’ve slid down. Kristen Bell is perfectly cast as the young woman who sees teenagedom as the natural state of being, the grown up world as one of horrors.
A beautiful, haunting film and a great first outing by Liz Garcia. Everybody go see or watch this immediately.
Emphasis mine. Rushfield on point as always.
"Better Than Nothing" by Jen Trynin. 1994.
You hear this and say “oh man that is such a 90s song” and you’re right. But *I* hear this and remember how fucking cool the early 90s were compared to the late 80s. I mean to understand the weird dated parts of any era, you just need to look back to the era right before which it’s reacting to.
In 1994 the main thing hanging over the whole culture was “REAGAN IS GONE.” By which I mean that 12 years of a Republican administration which was very moralistic and fake and weird was over. The late 80s seemed so buttoned-up and safe and strange. It was like it wanted to be the 1950s (lots of fascination bikers and beats in 80s movies and TV shows).
And also during the 80s, if you were a teenager as I was, you kept hearing about how cool the 60s were. The 60s hung over the 80s like these cool older siblings who kept telling you how great things used to be. And even though you agreed that the 80s were lame, you resented this older sibling so full of itself.
So the early 90s was telling the staid safe Republican 80s to fuck off, and also telling the 60s that we didn’t need it. Kurt Cobain was the perfect antidote to this and it’s why we all bought a million Nirvana records. It was punk like the underground 80s (meaning not 60s) and also dangerous and raw and rude and sloppy (not 80s).
This song by Trynin is really I suppose just a nice little pop song. But the little whine in her voice — which sounds so dated now, so GRUNGY in its disaffected Gen X “over it” tone —- was a MAJOR FUCKING THING TO HEAR ON THE RADIO. It was permission to sulk in public and tell your parents to fuck off. That it was on the radio — the real radio which for such a long time only played Huey Lewis and Madonna and Taylor Fucking Dane —- was so excited and freeing.
And it’s minimalist. And a girl singer/guitarist. And from a small but good music scene (Boston).
And no one knew yet that Bill Clinton was gonna fuck his intern. Or that the X-Files was going to end all tangled up. Or that newspapers would go away.
I like this song very very much!
The problem with today’s millennials, other than their apathy, out of control narcissism and sense of entitlement, is that they are reacting to nothing but themselves.
"Maybe stop telling people to speak their truth."
How is it possible that millennials get worse every day?
A four-year-old arrives at school and starts crying when she realizes her lunch is packed in a generic plastic bag, not the usual Disney Princess lunchbox she so loves. A friend tells her she won’t be able to sit at the princess lunch table—it’s only for girls with princess lunchboxes.
A fourth grader arrives home from school all excited. He has a Book It certificate from Pizza Hut because his mother signed the form showing that he met the reading-at-home goal his teacher set for him. He pleads with his mother to take him to Pizza Hut for dinner that night.
Sixth graders are assigned the task of writing to their principal about something important that they would like to see happen at their school. They decide to ask for school vending machines that sell snack foods and drinks.
As marketing to children intensifies, what can we do to minimize the damage? Keep reading.
Perfect preparation for adulthood when they jump on Citibikes and peddle their way to financial freedom.
Genesis - “Abacab”
Anyone wanna fight over this?
Remember when blogging on Fridays wasn’t cool?
Or any other day of the week.
New year. Same old volunteering.