Captains log 10: 20.3.11
My friend introduced this wonderful music video by Ke$ha to me the other night. I must confess, it is a guilty pleasure of sorts. The pure stylized randomn-ness and excellent, quotable lines simply appease some sort of crazy impulse within me. Right at the moment, when you are like, this cannot get any stranger or more randomn, something else happens. Like she makes out with a unicorn, they have guns who shoot bullets, and the unicorns bleed rainbows.
What I think is ironic is that this particular friend and I started listening to Ke$ha because we think she is the most ridiculous person alive. We would look up her songs and make fun of every single line. Now however, I find that whenever we get together we listen to her just for the pure enjoyment of it. Granted we still make fun of her and think she is just about the trashiest person alive, yet we still like her songs now.
I think we may have pavloved ourselves. We enjoy her music so much now because we have conditioned ourselves to feel good feelings whenever we hear her voice. Weird how that works.
Maybe all artists should be ridiculous so that this effect will occur.
I need to keep this in mind when I become famous.
Maybe, if life continues.
Floyd, out.
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