25 June, 2011

I'm on time today because I'm not recording.

Second fourteen hour shift in a row. No big deal. My weekend's shot and so the one day I have to record is out the window. New Steve is saying he can take half of today from me if need be but then I'd have to readjust tomorrow's schedule and blah blah blah. It's not so much the two doubles that unnerves me, it's the two weeks without a day off that does.
And because I'm bored and because I've been having weird assed nightmares about my mother and bathroom drains and fucked up little kids with fucked up little teeth and because while the women who've been coming through here lately are awful pretty, they've ranged from uninterested in me to uninteresting to me and because I've got twelve hours of this shift left and because I'm stuck for ideas, I've decided to gripe about a porn star.
And, for some reason, I gripe about Google sending porn searches this way.
Specifically, I'm going to gripe about that time I came to horrifying conclusion that Penny Flame has her head up her ass. It was after I read this post she wrote for HuffPo.
First of all, if you don't know who Penny Flame is, she's one of my favorite porn actresses (now retired from the business), and it actually has more to do with her acting. Well, yeah, there's the hot fucking part too, granted, but no, it has a lot more to do with acting. Anybody can fuck; not everybody can act.
Secondly, the summarizing line from that post - "The Buggles, and the very first video on MTV, proved, "Video killed the radio star." Don't let your documentarian obsession kill the live performance star" - is so completely, brain-gratingly off that I don't know where to start. I guess...
  1. "Video Killed the Radio Star" didn't prove a thing. You know why? Because it's just a shitty novelty song.
    If you're looking to songs for direction, let my man Scroobius Pip drop a little science on you...

    The irony of using a song to prove a point about how you shouldn't use a song to prove a point has not been lost on the author.
  2. Did video kill the radio star? No. Because look at MTV, VH1, and Fuse. Where are the actual fucking music videos? Now go out to your car. See that thing on the dash board? That's your fucking radio. It still plays music. Your smart phone? Has an FM tuner in it. FM radio, where you can listen to music. A fun snippet from Wikipedia: "As of August 2007, the FCC had licensed 4779 AM stations and 9159 FM stations (6279 commercial and 2880 educational)." Now who the fuck killed who here? As long as there are radio stations there will be radio stars.*
  3. You know what? When radio stations began broadcasting live performances, it was said that radio was going to kill the concert industry because why would people go out to the concert when they could hear it in the comfort of their own homes?** It didn't happen that way. Radio promoted the concert industry instead. Concert attendance back in the day increased.
  4. Which is the same thing we're talking about here. Getting bootlegged and YouTubed will increase your exposure. People will now want to see the live act thanks to having seen the clips.*** Case in point, Bill Burr's career seems to be going quite well, including a number of television performances, even. I know because I just watched a handful of them.
    On YouTube.
    He didn't upload any of the ones I watched and it didn't appear that he was hurting for work due to unauthorized YouTube clips.
Thirdly, doesn't appear as though she fully grasps the irony of posting an article about intellectual property rights on The Huffington Post, the news aggregator notorious for not paying their bloggers (you can Google that, Wikipedia that, or read about it at the National Writers' Union, or read about that at the New York Times). Way to be capitalist.

* Whatever the fuck a "radio star" is in the first place.
** The same goddamned thing happened when the first recorded music was made commercially available. These things go in loops. Metallica weren't the first musicians to get swept up in a panic over new technology.
*** Kind of like when you hear a song on the - wait for it - radio and you want to go buy the record and see the concert. Funny how that shit works.

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