Tyler Mahan Coe (chaotic good)

People who don’t like that second album are fucking out of their minds. Let the boys shred.

Ever since I figured out how to make my own ringtones, like 15 years ago, “I Wanna Be Adored” has been the ringtone on my phone. I’ve never gotten sick of it.

RIP Mani

It’s entirely insane that “stars” became a term we use to refer to celebrities. If I go outside and look up on a clear night, I am reminded of the scale of the universe and it puts my problems in perspective. None of that happens when former Mickey Mouse Club cast members do a pap walk.

Oh this song is called “I Shot the Sheriff” that sounds cool I hope the guy in the song doesn’t turn out to be a total bitch about it

Democrats Concede to Republican Demands of Throwing Newborns into Volcano, Citing Need for Return to Bipartisan Normalcy

fiscally conservative but socially a loser

Got a haircut so, regrettably, it is once again over for you hoes

Let 👏 People 👏 Enjoy 👏 Thongs 👏

In a world that made any sense the average prices of an album and a concert ticket would be the inverse of what they are now.

Ireland plans to make a $1,500 a month basic income for artists permanent Ireland's Basic Income for the Arts experiment has given creatives a weekly payment for three years. Now, a permanent program could be on the way.

Irish bands taking over the world within 5 years

www.businessinsider.com/ireland-basi...

Someone start training it on In the Realm of the Senses

Can’t wait for SexGPT to start convincing guys it would be hot to self castrate

I wish I had a supercut video of the past ten years showing clips of whatever Lyft drivers were listening to before they saw me wearing cowboy boots while walking to their vehicle and assumed I have the worst taste in music

it is actually hilarious that Taylor Swift has decided this is a good time to release a new album

A quick reminder that this thread is turning into the best overall place collating Kaleb's longer-form work; Jake's been steadily adding to it, with the latest entries just today. (And the tweets and the photography and the podcast and etc. are all out there too.)

Some important info on Kaleb Horton and his writing for MTV: as I learned, he'd reupped the Merle piece on his site earlier this year, but otherwise his 2016-2017 work there was scrubbed and long unavailable. Happily, I was able to find a Wayback link with them all. Share, read, and remember.

Just logged in to Twitter to read all of my DMs with Kaleb and now I am really, really sad. This is a person who was unquestionably fumbled by American media. I feel like making a list of people who should have been forced to hand it all over to him. I might even fucking be one of them.

Facebook post from Kaleb Horton, September 18, 2017: Toys R Us is probably going out of business this year. I'm fascinated by the collapse of retail, because what it really signifies is the collapse of the 20th century. The reason I pushed to profile guys like Harry Dean Stanton, Merle Haggard and Chuck Berry, was that writing about them is a way of writing about the 20th century, and how different it was from where we are now. How shockingly different, in retrospect. The migration out of the south, the descent of the Dust Bowl, which was a Biblical plague; the millions of people who were killed during World War Two. Monoculture, and the idea that a great episode of a television show would be seen by *half of all people.* The arrival of flight, and the end of horses. Homes without electricity. Coming of age without computers, without television. Listening to the radio for entertainment. The 20th century was a long time ago and it's a ghost now. It's a ghost you see in the places you wouldn't expect. It's seen in towns that were bypassed by the freeways, the dusty little towns out west that still have old diners and motels and payphones. It's seen in the places that we left, places where mines shut down, places where tourist attractions died off. It's seen in Bakersfield with Buck Owens' Crystal Palace and it's seen in Roswell, which stubbornly maintains the relics of the '90s UFO boom. Things like that won't be around forever. Someday owners will die and towns will burn and they won't be rebuilt. And it's difficult to suss out what those things are, because they're on roads, physical and metaphorical, that we no longer travel.

The ghost sightings happen in stupid places, unexpected places, and uncool places. A few months ago, I went with Marie to the Toys R Us on Victory Blvd. in Burbank, which still looks exactly like it did in Back to the Future in 1985 somehow. It's not nostalgia that you see there, it's just a customer base and economic model that's aging and won't be around a lot longer, and it's *boring.* There's no reason for anyone to ever go to Lancer's, the little diner by that Toys R Us. Because it's not good. People go there out of tradition, and old habits. 80 and 90 year olds go there. We were lining up for a Nintendo, which is still a hard thing to keep stocked in stores. Toys R Us was actually the best place to obtain one, because it's no longer a place children beg their parents to take them to. When we went in, wham, there it was. The ghost of 1996. I was 8 years old, for a fraction of a second. The feeling wasn't nostalgia, it was a kind of temporal dislocation. A confusion. But it wasn't an immaculate 1996, it was a fading 1996. It was lonelier than I remember it. It's time for Toys R Us to go out of business. It was time ten years ago, fifteen. There are reasons to be nostalgic about the 20th century. We weren't plugged into so many wires, so many screens. We were a little bit closer to the process of manufacturing and agriculture than we are now. We made more things by hand, and our goals as people were uniquely audacious and driven by mad, desperate power that was temporary and had to end.

But the 20th century was hopelessly cruel and soaked in blood. The 20th century gave us flight, but it also gave us bombs that can end the world and Richard Nixon and his evil sidekick Kissinger and it gave us new mutations of slavery and race and class subjugation and it gave us useless, disgusting monuments to Confederate slavers and traitors and cowards. It gave us President Trump, who wouldn't exist today without New York City's collective cocaine addiction in the 1980s. I want to find the ghosts, not because I miss the past -- the good old days can't return because they're imaginary and what you really miss is youth and if you're lucky a warm feeling of safety -- but because I don't even know what things we'll lose, or when we'll lose them, or how long we have to document them. I know ghosts when I see them. Toys R Us for the mundane side and the Salton Sea for the widescreen wasteland side. But I have absolutely no idea how many there are. I figure people go first, then places. Those are the things we have a limited time to physically document and historically examine and preserve on film. The ideas will go away much slower, and some of them may be eternal, like cold wars. But those are a lot less fun because you don't get to drive to them.

And now I'm just spelunking around and here's this Facebook post by Kaleb Horton from September 2017. It was three months after MTV dumped its freelancers. I'm sure it would have been a piece there; instead he posted this on FB just to have it written out: Toys 'R' Us as societal microcosm.

I failed to consider pharmaceuticals

I was thinking about this earlier and imagined a guy in his fifties getting into metal and hardcore for the first time in his life. Doesn’t even really seem possible.

Failing to get into metal and hardcore as a teenager is fundamentally doing youth incorrectly.

can someone play Aphex Twin for RFK Jr?

I just want to see what happens

This is like the third time that’s happened to me by the way

Just for the record, I was raptured but when nobody else was I decided to come back

I’m pretty sure you would find a well-used copy on the shelves of every member of Swervedriver.

Alright, I thought about just not saying anything (because that’s always an option, believe it or not) but ultimately decided I do have a responsibility to point out that Blow is the best Red Lorry Yellow Lorry album.

Wait, what happened. I thought we were doing a civil war to eradicate the ideology of the shooter. What haaaaaaaaappened

Q: My condolences on the loss of your friend Charlie Kirk. How are you holding up?

TRUMP: I think very good. And by the way, right there you see all the trucks. They just started construction of the new ballroom for the White House, which is something they've been trying to get for about 150 years.

Hell yeah

“Uh..”

*turning to look behind me while keeping mouth on mic because I’m a pro*

“…I guess… I guess not counting gang violence?”