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Dear Festividder* 2013,
Oct. 12th, 2013 08:48 pmOh wow, how far we have come, dear Festividder. How far we have come. And yet, look at how much we still have to go. I am feeling philosophic, dear Festividder, and I suppose you are as well. In fact, this is probably why we matched: Deep Thoughts. I know I has them and I know you has them, too. Or something.
Dear Festividder, can I confess something to you? I have not slept. Well, much. At all. In weeks. I have forgotten how to even structure a proper sentence, dear Festividder. I suppose that is untrue because even while raving from the depths of sleep deprivation, I still can recall that Mr. Morton is the subject of my sentence and what the predicate says, he does. I think. Possibly.
Who the fuck is Mr. Morton?
Dear Festividder, it is at this time that I feel pressure to be charming and somewhat entertaining and funny so that you will be charmed, entertained and happy about being matched with me and not freaking the fuck out about what fresh hell the match process has wrought upon you. Oh, no - please don't be scared dear Festividder. I am not a scary person at all. I am a pile of nonthreatening goo - goo which has a nostalgic streak a billion miles wide and a tendency to over-share and romanticize the 90s. Also the 80s. The 70s were not that bad, come to think of it.
I am also way old.
My likes far exceed my dislikes. I tend to love the shit I love unconditionally and without irony. I still don't understand how people like things ironically. I thought for a minute that maybe I liked Britney Spears ironically but then I realized that no, I don't, because I LOVE Brit-Brit so much and people really need to stop talking shit about her, dear Festividder. Do you feel the same? It is okay if you do not. Just know that when I say I pretty much love ALL music, I truly fucking mean it.
Except for Wilco. Jeff Tweedy can go fuck himself. I hate Wilco so much that I won't even listen to the Mavis Staple collaboration and I LOVE Mavis muchly. Just. Ugh. Wilco.
What else do I hate? Lima beans? Christian Bale? None of these things should come up, but just in case...
OH! I am not a fan of subtlety in vids. I kind of believe deeply that if you have 3 minutes to make a point, while you can make that point repeatedly in differing and interesting ways, the sledgehammer approach works best.
This is all to say, dear, kind, amazing Festividder, that almost anything you can do with the sources listed below will delight and please me. Any music you use will be loved and cherished. Unless Jeff Tweedy is involved. Just. OMG IF JEFF TWEEDY IS ASSIGNED AS MY FESTIVIDDER, HE SHOULD JUST DEFAULT RIGHT NOW. Yes, Jeff Tweedy, I am now talking to you. Directly to you, you, you, you PERSON WHO I DO NOT LIKE. YOU DO NOT MAKE ME A VID, JEFF TWEEDY. YOU DO NOT BECAUSE I WILL NOT BE WON BACK OVER SO EASILY.
If, however, dear Festividder, your name is Jay Farrar - welcome. It is lovely to have you and welcome to my journal.
I am so very very tired dear Festividder. So very tired and apparently the wounds of Uncle Tupelo run deep and fresh.
On to the requests!
( Purple Rain )
( 21 Jump Street (movie) )
( ATL )
( Strange Days )
( Gravity Falls )
( Moonlighting )
( The Bionic Woman (1976) )
( Luther )
*who is positively not Jeff Tweedy.
Have I mentioned how I feel about Wilco? Because I want to be clear. Also, again - lima beans, Christian Bale, and subtlety. Those are like the ONLY things I do not like. I have friends who can verify.
Dear Festividder, can I confess something to you? I have not slept. Well, much. At all. In weeks. I have forgotten how to even structure a proper sentence, dear Festividder. I suppose that is untrue because even while raving from the depths of sleep deprivation, I still can recall that Mr. Morton is the subject of my sentence and what the predicate says, he does. I think. Possibly.
Who the fuck is Mr. Morton?
Dear Festividder, it is at this time that I feel pressure to be charming and somewhat entertaining and funny so that you will be charmed, entertained and happy about being matched with me and not freaking the fuck out about what fresh hell the match process has wrought upon you. Oh, no - please don't be scared dear Festividder. I am not a scary person at all. I am a pile of nonthreatening goo - goo which has a nostalgic streak a billion miles wide and a tendency to over-share and romanticize the 90s. Also the 80s. The 70s were not that bad, come to think of it.
I am also way old.
My likes far exceed my dislikes. I tend to love the shit I love unconditionally and without irony. I still don't understand how people like things ironically. I thought for a minute that maybe I liked Britney Spears ironically but then I realized that no, I don't, because I LOVE Brit-Brit so much and people really need to stop talking shit about her, dear Festividder. Do you feel the same? It is okay if you do not. Just know that when I say I pretty much love ALL music, I truly fucking mean it.
Except for Wilco. Jeff Tweedy can go fuck himself. I hate Wilco so much that I won't even listen to the Mavis Staple collaboration and I LOVE Mavis muchly. Just. Ugh. Wilco.
What else do I hate? Lima beans? Christian Bale? None of these things should come up, but just in case...
OH! I am not a fan of subtlety in vids. I kind of believe deeply that if you have 3 minutes to make a point, while you can make that point repeatedly in differing and interesting ways, the sledgehammer approach works best.
This is all to say, dear, kind, amazing Festividder, that almost anything you can do with the sources listed below will delight and please me. Any music you use will be loved and cherished. Unless Jeff Tweedy is involved. Just. OMG IF JEFF TWEEDY IS ASSIGNED AS MY FESTIVIDDER, HE SHOULD JUST DEFAULT RIGHT NOW. Yes, Jeff Tweedy, I am now talking to you. Directly to you, you, you, you PERSON WHO I DO NOT LIKE. YOU DO NOT MAKE ME A VID, JEFF TWEEDY. YOU DO NOT BECAUSE I WILL NOT BE WON BACK OVER SO EASILY.
If, however, dear Festividder, your name is Jay Farrar - welcome. It is lovely to have you and welcome to my journal.
I am so very very tired dear Festividder. So very tired and apparently the wounds of Uncle Tupelo run deep and fresh.
On to the requests!
( Purple Rain )
( 21 Jump Street (movie) )
( ATL )
( Strange Days )
( Gravity Falls )
( Moonlighting )
( The Bionic Woman (1976) )
( Luther )
*who is positively not Jeff Tweedy.
Have I mentioned how I feel about Wilco? Because I want to be clear. Also, again - lima beans, Christian Bale, and subtlety. Those are like the ONLY things I do not like. I have friends who can verify.
