Thursday, September 30, 2021
The Doom Scroll ~ The Worst of Social Media ~ September 2021
Saturday, September 11, 2021
Reflections on 9/11
I just felt like getting some thoughts down on the 20th anniversary of quite possibly the most pivotal historical moment of my lifetime (and I’ve already been through a lot of pivotal historical moments in my short 35 years it seems). Just some ramblings and memories from that time, kind of a freewrite. I was living way over in California back then, 15 years old and had just begun my sophomore year of High School. Obviously being so far away from it I wasn’t directly affected, and neither was anyone I personally knew, but like everyone I was indirectly affected.
Anyway, I woke up at about 6am, as I normally did back then so that I could have a little time to myself before school. I would sit in my room and listen to the local student-run radio station 90.5 The Edge at the time. If there wasn’t a DJ in the studio (which there wouldn’t have been at that hour) it would just auto-play music with station bumpers in between. So I still had no idea what was going on that moment in New York, with no DJ to mention it. Anyway, I got to school, still not knowing anything was amiss, and I walked into my first class, English. And there it was on the TV. It felt like a movie. It was hard to believe that it was real. I still remember one kid in class was like “woah, cool explosion” when it showed a closeup of the plane hitting the building, and my teacher just snapped at him. “Cool?! You think this is cool?! People just died! The world is never going to be the same!” Poor dumb kid getting chewed out in front of the class. Anyway, we didn’t get any work done in that class, we spent most of it just staring dumbfounded at the TV screen.
Later on the principal spoke over the intercom in between classes, with a nervous chuckle, saying that despite recent events he saw no need to cancel school that day. Kids were booing at this. The chuckling just made me want to punch him in the face. The rest of the day was just kind of surreal; a lot of teachers just went through their lesson plans as if nothing unusual was happening and it was just a normal school day. The deaths of almost 3,000 people was relegated to an elephant in the room. I think that was the weirdest school day ever. They really should have cancelled school, everyone was too distracted to do or learn anything.
When I got home, coverage of the destruction was on every single channel. Even MTV and the Food Network, every channel. I remember the Chinese channel we used to get showed stuff the American channels weren’t showing, more carnage and people jumping from the buildings. Maybe that was the first time I realized that American media censors stuff. Anyway, in that moment I had the presence of mind to stick a blank tape into the VCR, do some channel surfing and record some of it, for the sake of historical preservation. The tape went from having old episodes of Family Matters, South Park and Celebrity Deathmatch to this. Symbolic of how this attack just abruptly came out of nowhere, destroying all normacy. After the footage the tape went back to normal, with Beavis and Butthead Do America on the tape. I still have the tape too, although I rarely have watched it since.
What happened after the attacks was disgusting, as politicians stoked fear for their own personal gains, encouraging extreme nationalism to push in the tyrannical Patriot Act which stripped people of their rights, and used the attacks as a pretense to start two wars, one of which only just ended last month. Maybe they knew the attack was going to happen ahead of time and they allowed it for that reason, or maybe they’re just hyper-opportunistic. It sure was convenient for them though. Bush Jr. wanted an excuse to invade Iraq to avenge his daddy, and here one came. Maybe I don’t believe the really crazy theories like there were bombs in the buildings and such, but I’m open to the idea that something else was going on behind closed doors. As an aside, I almost miss the 9/11 truthers, because as conspiracy theorists they were downright wholesome compared to the conspiracy theorists today.
It was a terrible time to look remotely Middle Eastern too. I’m just lucky I am white-passing, and the fact that back then I used my middle name Michael probably spared me too. That’s white privilege in a nutshell. I still got picked on for being short and just generally different, so it’s not like I had it easy per se, but race wasn’t ever a factor. I know a lot of darker Armenians were targeted by ignorant bigots who thought they were Muslims. Not that Muslims should have been targeted at all, but Sikhs, Indians, just anyone with darker skin was a target whether they were actual Muslims or not. Conservatives today try to push this narrative that everyone was united after the attacks, but that’s not how people of color remember it. It was a time of xenophobia and paranoia.
Another interesting thing to think about is just how the world changed after that day, and everything that’s happened since. It was kind of a loss of innocence moment for us 90s kids. There’s really a before and after when my generation looks back on their lives tied to that day. It’s a BC/AD moment. Things just seemed to get worse from then on. Maybe stuff like the 2008 economic crash, all the climate catastrophes such as hurricanes and fires, and the Coronavirus pandemic would have happened anyway, but the 1990s were a time of relative stability in the United States (obviously not everywhere in the world), compared to how the 21st century has played out thus far. That’s why millennials get nostalgic for the 80s and 90s. And it’s hard to be optimistic about the future at this point, so there is comfort in the past. 9/11 was kind of like the first step towards our disillusionment with the world.
Anyway, I will likely recycle these memories into my webcomic Alcatraz High, when it gets to that point. It takes place between 2000-2004, and is partly based on my own experiences in High School, but right now I’m still in September 2000. So it’ll be quite a while before I get to that part of the story. I had September 11th be my main character Harry’s birthday for a reason. I read some articles about those poor unlucky people who had that birthday in 2001 and was kind of fascinated by it.
Friday, September 10, 2021
Top 10 Songs of the Month ~ September 2021/Հոռի 4514 ~ SDWTD, Ötzi, Pretty Addicted, Jrimurmur
I’ve uncovered many good songs in my online travels this month. Some from brand new bands, some from bands I already knew and love, some from bands I’m baffled I didn’t hear of sooner, and some from obscure bands from ages past. It’s also a very international mix this time, with bands from Italy, the US, Norway, Armenia and Greece. Perhaps you’ll discover something new like I did!
Slow Danse With The Dead ~ Crucifix
Pretty Addicted ~ Phobia
Pain’s not bad. It’s good.
Pretty Addicted makes its second appearance on my lists this month, with another track off of their recent Soul for Sale album. Upon repeated listens this song started to overtake “‘Tones and Whiskey” as my favorite. A song about dreaded phobias, especially of the dentist office, with its cringe-inducing sounds of drills in the background. I hate going to the dentist too, and had a very traumatic root canal done to me, so I can relate to this song. The line “I don’t want to be brave, I don’t want to overcome anything” stands out to me. Everyone looks at phobias as something you need to face and overcome, but what if you just don’t want to? There’s too much of a problem-solving mentality in psychology. I’ve gone through way too many therapists that tell you to just get over your problems when it’s much easier said than done. Then again, you do have to go to the dentist sometime, so learning to at least cope is something you kind of have to do, if overcoming the fear is impossible.
You can find the album here:
Ötzi ~ Scorpio
Jrimurmur ~ Es Kendani Em!
I am still trying to get the word out about this post-punk/coldwave band from Armenia, which has contributed to the soundtrack of my summer for sure. They have made my list three months in a row. While most of their songs are downbeat, dark and atmospheric, this song screams with passion. “Es Kendani Em” translates to “I am alive” (Ես կենդանի եմ in Armenian script; I wrote it in English transliteration because that is how the band lists it). The first word is pronounced more like “Yes” than “Es”, but that’s how transliteration goes sometimes. I can’t listen to this without also wanting to shout “Es kendani em!” The climax of the song has this phrase repeated like a mantra. The wolf howl in the background of the final screams is a particularly nice touch, gives the song a really carnal adrenaline rush. It reminds me of the cry of a nation surrounded by enemies, declaring that they still live in spite of their enemy’s attempts to destroy them. I am not sure this is the intended interpretation, but it’s what comes to my mind. It isn’t a proud or happy shout, but one of desperation. The entire song has kind of a feeling of despiration. It screams “I’m still alive in spite of everything!” The music video, apparently a Soviet-animated adaptation of The Jungle Book, seems a bit out of place, but I imagine it’s unlikely to be taken down for copyright.
Rendez-Vous ~ Distance
Garden of Delight ~ Blessed Minutes
Fear Condition ~ Paris at Night
We are returning to the bottomless well of the 1980s once more, the decade that keeps on giving. “Paris at Night” was released in 1986. The band Fear Condition formed the same year, in Thessaloniki, Greece. So the Greek goth scene has been around a lot longer than I realized, and I suppose modern Greek bands like Selofan owe a debt if gratitude to this band and others. This was another song that showed up on my quest for the goth sax, which you will find prominently featured here.
Rite ~ Beirut in my Garden
Kalax - Never Let You Go
And now for a couple out-of-genre experiences where I’ll discuss a couple of the non-goth songs I’ve been into lately. Kalax is one of my favorite synthwave groups, as I tend to prefer synthwave with vocals (even though 95 percent of the genre is instrumentals). I was really into synthwave (aka retrowave) at one time in the mid-2010s, but nowadays the only bands I still really listen to are Kalax, The Midnight, Timecop 1983 and maybe a few others, provided there are vocals. I guess my musical tastes shift slightly every few years, but I’ll always have room in my heart for songs like the one above. This is another stirring song about a couple who have broken up or at least parted ways for some reason but still love each other, accented with passionate saxophone accompaniment. Yearning for lost love is a frequent topic in synthwave with vocals. Anyway, I will never stop thanking this band for the song “Let Go”, which I first heard after losing a job and it really kind of healed me. Although this song doesn’t really hit home for me in the same way I still really like it.