“In the future, everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes.” -Andy Warhol
“In the future, these six reality shows are totally inevitable.” -Suzy Mae
Six Totally Inevitable Reality Shows
Sep 9, 2013
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Category Archives: Pop Culture
Face trading. It’s a thing
Jun 6, 2013
Women have dramatically altered their physical states for years. The pulled-back facelift and ducklips-slash-troutpout are perverse symbols of success. But humans still respond to mega-changes in the body with surprise and disgust, at least initially, before shifting cultural norms subvert our “original” social perceptions.
So when Madonna revealed her new, puffy face recently, people freaked out. They Tweeted about it, they blogged about it (guilty) and wondered: What the hell, Madonna? What I saw: it looked like Portia de Rossi‘s old face. You know the one that was sexy and unique and badass? Now she looks like Rachel Zoe. Who’s had some facelifing done as well.
As I Googled images of “plastic surgery,” I found this New Yorker article: The New New Face. It’s a well-written, fantastic read on the new beauty norm: fillers that create plump baby-faces on teeny stick-thin bodies instead of Cher-like frozen monster stares atop big-boobed porn star figures.
Sick stuff.
Spring Breakers, growing up, & the evolution of youth
Apr 4, 2013
There’s like, a bunch of stuff about Harmony Korine in the weirdo news. I never saw any of these clips before- but they’re gaining views.
Back in my day, we didn’t have YouTube to help us find other weirdos. We had the magazine section of Tower Records and chance opportunities for a single-air televison viewing. I must not have been watching Letterman on my teeny black-and-white rabbit-ear TV these nights.
I loved Harmony Korine’s Kids, his book Crack-Up at the Race Riots (now being re-released), and I used that book as a personal branding tool, just like my Dead Kennedys stickers and brightly dyed hair. The intimidating cover, a cross burning in front of bunny costumes was cultish and provocative and frightening. I laid it on my desk each day as a measuring stick– did you get it? Were you cool?
Today the world of weirdo weird stuff is so accessible. It’s popular culture: six of the 2012’s top grossing movies were fantasy or superhero films. My little sister and I, thirteen years apart, independently discovered the amazingness of Kembra Pfahler.
While I scoured record stores for secondhand Richard Kern videotapes and desperately hoped to find interviews in fly-by-night indie zines, my sister pulled Kembra’s entire videography from YouTube, has a file folder of photographs, and maintains a tribute blog.
The differences in our cultural absorption are huge. Where my teenage self had to get in the car, grab my friends, then pool our resources as we sought the strange, today’s generation can access, absorb, and catalog their preferences in an atmosphere that not only supports this behavior but rewards it. One is not better than the other; but they are different.
As I grow older, I don’t want to lose my teenage sense of justice and wonder. Teenagers are so pure in their self-obsessed anxieties and indestructible immortality. I recently went to a Crystal Castles show. One teenage ecstasy-seller actually wanted to see my ID after I told him “I’m too old for drugs, my friend.” He could NOT BELIEVE I was born in the 80’s.
My need to stay connected to youth isn’t based in any sexual appeal of minors (god, no, they’re BABIES), or in order to represent myself as younger. It’s based in the need to stay culturally afloat, mentally alert, and CREATIVELY RELEVANT. I found this quote from Harmony Korine to be extremely insightful:
“The soul has morphed. It’s become something else. It’s a new idea. It’s a new vision. It’s about kids that are raised on video games and YouTube clips. Television babies. The step from watching to doing is sometimes very small.”
What a fluid observation on pop culture. Using my access to online weirdos and thinkers, I keep uncovering thoughful support for the theory of an emerging energy shift. The future is being created, and we older Milennials on the cusp must cross the digital bridge with determination. Our youth of restless real-world wandering no longer exists. It’s time to digitize ourselves.
I had a friend who had a brother who skated with Harmony Korine when Harmony briefly lived in Vegas. This is only a story I’ve heard. I have no proof. But it feels like a real connection, and it lent authenticity to my copy of Crack-Up at the Race Riots as I laid it on my desk as a challenge and expression of my personal “brand.”
But if I follow Harmony on Twitter and he tweets back at me…. is that more or less real?