Myspace
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The Observer Music Monthly writes that “”Like happy slapping and blaring music out of your mobile phone in the middle of packed train carriages, Enter Shikari are a phenomenon almost entirely inexplicable to anyone past their early 20s.”
Add MySpace to that list. I see these pages and I just think “what the hell’s going on?”.
Yet, just to find out more, I made a page - and now that I have done, it makes me feel a bit sad that my only MySpace friend is a cardboard dog named Nimrod.
(Incidentally I was listening to The Pixies’ “Nimrod’s Son” this morning, and it made a fine start to the day).
So, if you happen to have a MySpace account, and you do actually know me to some extent (I’m principled like that, and turn down friend requests from strangers), then go to my page and add me. It’s pointless yet oddly compulsive. If you don’t have a MySpace account already, don’t bother on my account!
March 27th, 2007 at 16:07
I don’t get MySpace either. I feel I ought to, being in the industry I am, so I made an effort, but I found the whole thing hard to use and generally baffling. But I think I have an account so I’ll add you as a friend.