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Wednesday, September 25, 2002
So now it's happening, the thing that's supposed to happen when you're surrounded by talented (or at least creative) folks: people I know are getting famous. Not REALLY famous, but the kind of famous where they get their pictures out of the free tabloids and into the glossies. My generation is hitting its stride, I guess, and my peers are no longer responsibility-shirking fuckups -- they're "visionaries" or "up-and-comers" or whatever the fuck.
I'm mostly reacting to the New York Magazine cover story on the New York Rock scene, and how it's curing more cancer than Amazonian plant life. NYR kills monsters. NYR patches the ozone hole and strangles CEOs with the intestines of other strangled CEOs. (Incidentally, another friend of mine is an assistant editor at New York. What the fuck?) I hate it. Can all these people really be great musicians? Is this really a renaissance of a foggily remembered early 80's downtown scene? OR DO THESE MAGAZINES JUST NEED COLORFUL FILLER? I am obviously torn. I do not want to be famous. I do not want to be famous. I do not want to be famous. Breathe. Deep breaths. You don't think I could be famous? Ha. Listen to this AND THEN GET BACK TO ME. It fucking rocks. But I don't care. I do not want to be famous. I do not want to be famous. I don't want to go to parties and pretend I care. I don't want even easier access to drugs; it's practically RAINING drugs in this town already. I don't want a record contract. I don't want a band. I don't want to play "shows" with other people. I don't want more money than I already have. I don't want fake friends and I don't want people writing about me like I'm the Great Dumb Hope and then dropping me two months later when some other yutz with dirty hair and nicotine fingertips catches their fancy. I am happy for my famous (for now) friends. But will their lives be better? Does fame help you sleep at night? Does fame drive away your crippling depression? Does fame keep the undead from rising from the grave to eat the flesh of the living? No, no, no, and NO. 0 comments |
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