I saw these dudes last year and pretty much had a religious experience at their show. (OMFG! ROCK STARS ARE MODERN DAY PRIESTS OF DIONYSUS!)
Ever since I saw they were coming into town this May I’ve been looking forward to the show - something I’ve been bragging about all semester. But after this past week (and after a few whiney blog posts…) tonight was finally the night of the show.
So, I’m tired and crabby and my hands hurt and my stomach hurts and I’m freaking about school and the reading I’m behind on and money and school and my internship that’s three months away and I’m crabby, but soon I realize that I’m half-dancing along and bobbing my head and before I know it my hands are tingly and I’m jiggling my butt.
And then the lead singer jumps down off the stage and is circling the crowd, and before I know it he’s dancing right in front of me and singing my favorite song of theirs, and though I’m not having a near-ecstatic experience like last time, I find myself singing and dancing and raising energy and offering the energy and the dancing and the sweat and the joy to He Who I Love because it is right and He is deserving.
And the lyrics of the songs, all of them, start to speak to me in ways they haven’t before. Like a message from the God Himself, telling me to chill the fuck out. He’s got this, yo.
Speak to us, oh Blessed One!
Because as fat and old as I am, “there must come a moment when even the piggiest pig must get on up and move it.”
“People always ask me, ‘What’s so fucking great about dancing?’ How the fuck should I know? Yeah, even I can barely understand it. But when the music takes over, the music takes control.”
“Y’all could learn a lesson by losing inhibitions, yeah. Losing yourself in the music, losing yourself in the moment. Because we have nothing more than this very second. You can’t count on the one coming after, no one’s sure about the one before. So forget about it, we live here and now, dude, here and now, here and now, here and now…
So if you got hips then shake them. And if you got fears forsake them.”
May 20, 1990: Calvin and Hobbes creator Bill Watterson’s remarkable Kenyon College commencement address on creative integrity.
The millennials are the people who’ve inherited the hangover from the baby boomers’ party: a warming planet, a dysfunctional global financial system that rewards the rich and screws the poor, a polarized political class that’s moved so far to the right that a centrist like Barack Obama can be described with a straight face as “a socialist.” Millennials may be “narcissistic, materialistic and addicted to technology,” as Stein alleges early in his article; they’re also drowning in college debt, slaves to an internship “system” that demands ever-increasing work for no pay, and entrants into a job market that’s replaced employment rights with the “flexibility” of never being able to afford health insurance.
Just think about all those people who used to just up and move with no money or plans. Nowadays that wouldn’t get you anything except (maybe) a bus ticket.
First, I love Tumblr and want to keep loving it. And yes, it is immediately terrifying to hear that Yahoo (which, from a lot of our perspectives, is a laughably backwards and culturally irrelevant company) is going to own Tumblr. I sympathize.
But there are a number of circumstances in which…
This is why I am glad to be an only child. I would be so mad if one of my dumb BROTHERS got to be the one to marry mom.