Stylus Magazine's Nick Southall writes about mp3 addiction, and the art and sickness of scrambling to accumulate more music than you could ever possibly listen to in one lifetime. And I guess it's not just music, either:
There is a compulsion to consume, and its getting worse. So eager are we to sample everything, quickly and in quantity, that we take no time to taste what it is that were consuming, never let our stomachs feel full or our palettes be sated. And so we stuff ourselves indiscriminately with everything we come across and end up bloated, sluggish, and tired. British supermarkets are full of aesthetically beautiful fruit that have the vitamins waxed out of them, prepared salads stored in plastic bags pumped full of preservative gases that cause the lettuce leaves to go brown and limp inside twelve hours once exposed to real air, healthy drinks for kids that contain more sugar than cola does, factory-farmed chickens that grow so fast their bones, when slaughtered, are soft and spongy and full of blood because they havent had time to develop properly. Id draw comparisons with the music industry, but More records were released in the first two years of this decade than in the whole of the 60s, if I recall correctly.
I download music with 56 k, so I have plenty of time to digest it. I can listen to a just downloaded song like 4 or 5 times before the next one's done.
I'm just hoping the world ends quickly so I can ride in a motor cycle with a mowhawk chasing mel gibson thru the austrialian wasteland cause I dont think this is all gonna last....and pillaging is pretty damn cool.
I've been hauling down concerts through dimeadozen.org. On one hand, it's a thrill to be able to hear the kinds of stuff you used to have to KNOW SOMEBODY for, in order to get tapes of shows (remember tapes?). OTOH - my hard drive's about to THROW UP from the sheer volume of interesting stuff! I guess it's like every other kind of pleasure, you have to be careful not to overdo it.
Dr_Frank
Oakland, CA
May 2005
SEP 20, 2005 09:29 AM