sometimes I think too hard about like. how the ability to record audio fundamentally changed how humans interact with music. can you imagine if the only time you ever heard music in your whole life was when you or another human being in your actual physical presence decided to create it. and 99.99% of the time that person was not a professional but just like your wife or your dad or your co-worker or church choir singing or playing whatever they happened to know. i honestly don't think we can fathom it
generative AI literally makes me feel like a boomer. people start talking about how it can be good to help you brainstorm ideas and i’m like oh you’re letting a computer do the hard work and thinking for you???
Just rediscovered potentially the funniest thing I’ve written in recent memory
Absolutely losing my mind trying to mimic the bad dialogue from 18th century porn pamphlets...
when you think about it tho pliny the elder is kind of the funniest guy in the world like. he wrote all these books about natural history that he was wrong about where he confidently claims things like “some animals only have blood during certain parts of the year” and then when mt. vesuvius erupted and destroyed pompeii and herculaneum he said “oh mt vesuvius is exploding? let me go check it out” and then he died
Maybe it’s just because I’m Jewish but I do truly believe that life gets ten times better when you learn to complain cheerfully
The classical vibes of griddlehark are impeccable. Yes, they have Hades and Persephone aesthetics; the lord of the cold dead and the blooming flower her heart keeps trapped in the darkness. They also have the courtly love of a knight for her untouchable Lady, if her Lady were also her King. Then they're Orpheus and Eurydice too, she's kept alive as long as she refuses to look at her. One of them is also lesbian Jesus with Mordred's origin story, why not. And of course they're also Achilles and Patrocles, naturally; an unstoppable force on the battle field, together from childhood, there is no me without you, at the end of everything a final blurring of their edges. Mingled blood, mixed ashes. It's a Lot.
they/them, 20s | locked tomb brainrot
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