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Call me Carson Daly, because I'm a huge tool.
My content as of late has been so bland and mainstream and i'm kinda gagging myself. I only seem to cover big sweeping news stories that everyone seems to latch on to, like Ashlee Simpson and Ron Artest. Sure, I wrote those two articles in the middle of the night, immediately after I watched them both happen live, so how could I not cover the freak occurences? But the millions of other losers with computers wrote the same thing.
And I left these two stories up on the main page for days, Ashlee because I was experiencing record traffic, and Artest because I have been busy. But this is more and more the case nowadays, I write something nearly every day but don't post it because I'm not sure it's up to my standards or has a strong enough subject...and my standards have changed.
I used to have a unique style, of rattling off several things and rambling them all together, on a daily basis, but I was afraid of being lumped in with all the random bloggers, and I decided to go more topic-driven.
But I ended up posting less, and when I did it was what I thought the masses would want to read. Knowing your audience is one thing, attracting new visitors is another, but changing your style to satiate a growing audience that never asked for a change is a completely different animal. What happened to that creative integrity I used to live by? When did I go all Carson Daly on you?
See Carson is a huge mainstream puppet, who has enjoyed some recognition without widespread fame. Syndicated radio is swamped with his voice, counting down the same over-played top ten that you heard everyday for the past month. He's got a late night show on NBC, but he's only been semi successful in that regard in that the show sucks and he's on at 1:35 am.
Daly was the young, hip vessel through which MTV took over the minds of most of young america. He was vanilla and clean but with some indie radio cred and a few painted black fingernails, oh look kids he's counter-culture with a saccharine bubble gum center.
Not that MTV wasn't already the epitome of mainstream at this point, but Daly stood watch as it was pop-saturated, cooled and solidified.
Now as I stated, Last Call with Carson Daly is a terrible waste of time, but occassionally there is a worthy guest on the couch, up and coming band on the stage or I left the tv on in the background after Conan, so I've seen my fair share of episodes.
Carson's set and act has changed formats more than...I dunno you make a joke here about things that happen alot (ie. Joan Rivers facelifts), but lately he has adopted a desk as opposed to just sitting in a chair accross from his guest, he started doing a monologue and "jokes" regularly as opposed to just once in a while out of the blue. One constant however is that his interviews are the most uncomfortable and detatched conversations to have ever been conducted.
It seems like Daly is trying to show he can do a comedy talk show, which he defintely is not qualified for, perhaps to try to get Conan's timeslot when O'brien takes over Leno's job. So what does that leave, only 5 years for Carson Daly to learn how to be funny...and i don't know if that's nearly enough time.
The point of the comparison is that I'm ashamed at the monster that I have become and I plan to stop auditioning for the future jobs of some mainstream E/N-blog superstars...and as the band plays me out, I'll leave you with the words of a polar opposite...take it connor...
And I'm never real, it's just a sketch of me
And everything I’ve made is trite and cheap and a waste
Of paint
Of tape code
Of time
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danwho kissed you on the nose on 11.30.04 @ 05:45 PM [link] |
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