I don’t know why I let this stuff bother me, but hey … c’est la guerre.
Just a little under a year ago, I posted an entry examining a then-pervasive brand of YouTube clip wherein some dude walks around the streets asking people with ear pods in or headphones on what they are listening to. I prefaced that with one example of a guy walking around in my own neighborhood of Washington Square Park. My (probably predictable) takeaways were that – holy crap, what a monotonous endeavor (he’d ask passers-by what they were listening to, but there was no meaningful follow-through) and holy crap, kids in my neighborhood have the worst taste in the world.
So, ten months later, I happened upon a slight variation today, that being the moderately more in-depth question, “What’s Your Favorite Album?”
As you’d rightly imagine, this video finds our young bro-dude accosting folks and quizzing them about their favorite albums, once again in and around my little patch of Greenwich Village. Honestly, I only thought to make a post of this clip as the very first lady he accosts at 00:04 is my next-door neighbor, Ellen –- as unlikely an individual you’d encounter on YouTube as can be imagined. True to form, Ellen cites an album of her favorite showtunes and extrapolates accordingly. The rest of the answers are still a long way from deep and engaging, but this is at least a step in a better direction. The kid still needs to work on his follow-through, as you’ll witness….
The one part that really burns my fuckin’ toast, though, is people getting their titles wrong. I mean, granted, I’m a slavishly pedantic and needlessly argumentative knowitall, but if someone is asking you the title of your favorite album of all time, at least demonstrate the courtesy and insight to get the fuckin’ title right. It’s not The 36 Chambers of Death by the Wu-Tang Clan, it’s Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers), and it’s not Animal Sounds by the Beach Boys, IT’S FUCKING PET SOUNDS! I don’t even remotely like the Beach Boys, and that pisses me off. Idiots.
Incidentally, were I ever pressed on the issue, while there are many contenders for the title, I’d have to say that my favorite album of all time is Funhouse by The Stooges. Why is that? Because it’s the quintessential example of rock n’ roll played fucking properly, goddammit. If you can’t appreciate the feral rock majesty of Funhouse, you should probably start listening to Perry Como records and collecting ornamental doilies, because you clearly don’t enjoy or understand real rock n’ roll, full fucking stop.
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