I always feel compelled to post the lyrics of a song I’m listening to. I’ve been listening to Doveman’s “The Conformist” (and slowly checking out his older stuff,) and every other line, I think, “that’s me! I should type that out and post it to the Internet! People will understand me!”
That may not be the exact wording of my thoughts, but who thinks in words?
The problem is, I see when other people post lyrics to the Internet. And, generally, without the context of the music, knowing who the artist is, what the song is about, and most importantly, what said Internet user is actually thinking, it’s hard to see lyrics without thinking, “okay, I don’t get it, next?”
There’s a slight benefit in the kind of ego exchange you get from mentioning a cool song you like, and having a cool person who also likes that cool song recognize the lyrics and say, “hey I know that band, they’re great! We’re great!”
But I will admit, right now, to vaguely recognizing lyrics, popping them into a Google search, figuring out the song, and then replying with a, “Oh man that song is genius! We’re great!”
The Internet is making everyone vain. But at least we’re writing! Also, I’m very happy with the public record of my life that has slowly permeated the World Wide Web. 100 years from now, you will be able to find out so much more information about my life than Lincoln’s life. And no one will even write biographies about me!
(Incidentally, I’m glad I included a weekly, automatic Last.fm update to this site. If I don’t update, the feed makes me look lazy, so it inspires me to update a little more regularly.)
SO I guess what I’m saying is I really like Doveman and his lyrics about waiting at a bar until there’s nothing there anymore. I’m great, you’re great, we’re great.
Goodnight, Doug
