I am listening to the song "We Are All Made Of Stars" by Moby, and I always thought it was the epitome of fame, the song and it's meaning, that is. Considering the star-filled music video and the egotism (self-centered nature of) Moby, the artist, himself - it is no wonder that this song was written.

But holy damn, it is beautiful!

And it is the result of decades of artistic creation (which Moby still continues on to this very day). And this is not me just professing admiration for Moby (I actually dislike his attitude towards...everything) - no, this is more or less an observation of what comes from an artist, who puts his/her art, creations, diligence, and talent "out into the world", instead of suckering a handful of would-be fans (but are simply followers, instead) into listening to, buying, watching, whatever crap they are pedaling across the Internet. Of course I am referening "influencer culture" (which, in it's own way, is the dominant and most well-known avenues of modern "celebrity" culture in 2022).

But, anyone can just "DO" that, right? (Or as the aging Internet enthusiasts from back yonder would have you believe - "just put it on Spotify, you'll be in direct competition with, and the same platform as, Taylor Swift!" - right). But then, having a sort of ceiling to break through, or having some sort of resistance to how things get distributed, who gets their work heard, watched, read, etc. - it kind of justifies the time/energy/effort put into ensuring "only the best" sees the light of day. Human interests and legitimate critical mass (be it in the form of insinuating someone to come out to their concert OR/AND go to the record store and pay money to purchase their physical record), the end would have to justify the means. In other words, the cream would always have to rise to the top (or as one would assume in a "perfect" market (not that it is always this way)).

But, I can sit here and cough into a headphone mic and have it on Spotify in less than a day, in all likelihood. Does it really deserve to be? And also (and more importantly), is an algorithmic expression (which is no doubt money-driven by way of marketing (because what else would recommend it? (e.g. money gets the ball rolling))), really the way to derive "fans" from...anywhere? I mean, if the aforementioned "microphone cough song" got 1M streams in a week/month/whatever, would that mean "it" or "I" or anything was "famous"? Worthy of a fanBASE? Would an organic congress of people then have their lives changed forever and for always for having streamed said "microphone cough song"? Or was it just another thing their ears heard for a brief moment in their lives, that even their most absorbent catacombs of their memory would deem worthy of "storing" for later reminences? Chances are, it's just another track they heard, and not worth remembering.

So, there's a convoluted rant for ya. But it's completely true. In it's most "raw" (or honest) form in 2022 (and for years now), the music/movie/art scene is (mostly) just a culture of algorithmic expression. We are what we were told to be - there's no "fallacy" of: "oh, this is important, because it is what people really feel, and really want, and oh damn, that's cool that this is how my generation (etc) feels about XYZ subjects and the world at this point in time". No. The algorithms recommended the song of the day, the playlist of the week, and nothing else is playing even a minor role in that outcome (except for marketing money and influencer say so).

Sorry. Things suck now.

back later ;)