Is that blogging?
This thread should continue. I’ve been having the same thoughts. There have been moments this past week where I realized that my cellphone camera isn’t going to capture it all. And yet I felt compelled as if something were depending on my experiences.
A creepier, more paranoid notion is all our twitters and camera pics and captions and myspace and lolcat and blog entries and cruft are being fed into this internet machine. We’re feeding it approximations of the human experience. What if it were to begin learning from that? DO.NOT.WANT!
But a half hour after the band came onstage, I would have happily barred every camera from the place. And mobile phones too. An endless array of shiny silver doodads held up, videoing, photographing, relaying. There’s something distracted about the way we’re enjoying ourselves now. It’s not just that new technologies are affecting our attention span, it’s like people are trying section away a portion of their enjoyment. Saving it for another day. Unable to simply experience the moment, as cliched as that sounds. Just fucking stand there and listen, or dance, or whatever. Just let the thing that’s supposed to happen happen.
Or, as I like to say: if you didn’t shoot photos or video of it, if you didn’t “tweet” it (ugh), if you didn’t rush home and blog/Tumbl/Facebook it, DID IT REALLY HAPPEN????
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