I see a beautiful gay man in the park and I say, “That man has my body”. (...) I felt like a gay man in a woman’s body.
I knew when I was young, about twenty-four, that I wished I was a gay man. That was a common fantasy of mine. I felt that the physical response I had to men must mean I’m like a gay man. I identified with the way gay men talked about other men. I felt like an imposter as a woman. – Anne Rice, The Roquelaure Reader
this is exactly the same thing Billy Martin (nee Poppy Z Brite, and he’s fine with people referring to his pre-transition name) said about his vampires (the main book is called Lost Souls and there are a few others in the same setting) before he transitioned. there’s definitely a commonality here with writers of vampire fiction
crt nostalgia is really funny to me because it makes total sense why everyone switched to lcd flat panel screens as soon as the tech came along
cathode ray tube televisions are full of lead (because otherwise they would give you turbo cancer), they weigh One William pounds (because they are full of lead), it’s very hard to make them big (because they need to contain a vacuum to work), if you break the glass they Fucking Explode (because they contain a vacuum), and if you poke the wrong thing inside them (even when turned off) you will be electrocuted by hundreds of volts. clearly this is superior to the 50 inch 4k flatscreen i can pick up brand spankin new at best buy for a cool two hundo bucks because it makes me feel like christmas in 1998
“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit – all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.” ? Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices
That said, I am so fucking glad we invented transistors and plasma screens.
Over time 90s music will get boiled down to just cheap nostalgia for boy bands. This is disgusting. How dare you erase the year where everyone was inexplicably super into Gregorian Chants
“Wait were they reall-”
IMAGINE A WORLD WHERE TIME DRIFTS SLOWLY A WORLD WHERE MUSIC CARRIES YOU AWAY EXPERIENCE PURE MOODS, THE PERFECT SOUNDTRACK FOR YOUR WAY OF LIFE DIRECT FROM EUROPE THIS MULTI-PLATINUM COLLECTION HAS WON THE HEARTS OF MILLIONS SET ADRIFT WITH THE TIMELESS PLEASURES OF TUBULAR BELLS OR TAKE A TRIP INTO THE UNKNOWN WITH THE X-FILES THEME NO OTHER COLLECTION GIVES YOU THE FEELING OF PURE MOODS
