Showing posts with label generation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label generation. Show all posts

Saturday, July 12, 2008

The band of our generation.

The best band of our generation can be decided now. Because quite frankly any music made after this point is going to be "that confounded new noise those kids listen to!". The criteria was simple. "What band has made the most significant impact on not only music but also the hearts and minds of our generation". So, I have decided (no need to fret and worry) that the two bands that will hold a joint show to determine who will take home the crudely constructed trophy made of Popsicle sticks and glue are:

The Killers and The Goo Goo Dolls

Thank you to everyone who auditioned, we regret that you all cannot be the band to define our generation. Some runner ups in no particular order include:

The Postal Service, Linkin Park, Blink 182, New Found Glory, Green Day, and so on.

Friday, July 4, 2008

Facebook.

(Also included in my rant today are Myspace, Twitter, Blogger, etc. Facebook simply does it all better)

Facebook has drastically altered the social landscape for every generation to come. There are going to be (if there aren't already) dozens of books on the subject of pre-facebook social interaction vs post-facebook. It seems to me that it hasn't created new patterns so much as digitized the old ones.

A "rate your friends" application entirely usurps the position of the local gossip girl. Who's hotter? Who has better hair? Which one is dateable?

Facebook relationships are as easy as clicking a few boxes and agreeing. Facebook adds "Blank and Blank are now in a relationship" thus entirely replacing the need to hold hands or make out under the bleachers.

Super Poke and Poke are ways of letting others know you still exist with a low level of personal risk. This is relatively new. Its only counterpart in the real world is probably the quick glance from across the room.

Messages replace notes.

The biggest leap PostFaceSociety has made is how easy social interaction has become. It can be done in the routine of checking e-mail, updating a blog, and checking Facebook. I saw someone declare their love for someone on facebook today. It was just sitting there in my news wire. A deep emotional moment left out for all to see. Why this was not done in a message (or in person for that matter) is testament to how things have changed. The social voyeur and the social exhibitionist come out to play in droves online. People who flaunt and reek of their personal secrets, and people who stalk pages soaking up the trail of information left behind.

A predominantly myspace function is the "survey". Filled with ever more personal questions it embodies these two types of people. the voyeur reads all of them, and the exhibitionist fills all of them out.

There are probably enough ideas like this to expand upon and rant about to fill up hundreds of pages (or LCD screens) so I'll stop now.