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Smells like burning down the house
At the Saturday midnight showing (of Stop Making Sense at the Brattle, I was thinking that midnight showings make for very late evenings. More importantly, it struck me that I may actually have been a reasonably cool kid.1 Yeah, I tried way too hard and carried the typical "no one understands me" complex2, but at least I can say that I had developed an aesthetic that doesn't embarrass me now in my advanced years. Of course, then I hit the weird-for-weirdness-sake period3 while at university.

There was one more thing that was odd4 about the showing, though. We were in the theater early, and this permitted a fair amount of time to watch the crowd as they came in and were seated. With the exception of one slightly balding gentleman who arrived in a tropical weight suit complete with panama hat and pastel tie, I think most everyone in the audience was born after the film was originally released. This includes the boys seated in front of us with their crazy head-bobbing action5 and the kid who assembled his very own Big Suit and danced across the stage near the end of "Girlfriend Is Better." There was even a "Wooo" guy.

Clearly, they got it on some level, but the whole thing was out of time and a little disjointed. I won't go so far as to call them poseurs, but this seemed like something other than visceral experience. Instead, it almost like they were ritualistically invoking a previous era just for a taste of it. The interposing twenty-two years served as a shield of sorts.

1Depending on his remembrances, usagijer is in the unique position to support this theory... or utterly cut it down. Be honest, but gentle. ^_^
2Oh, teenage martyrdom!
3All bets are off if we talk about BC. All of 'em.
4Yes, thinking that I wasn't a complete f#@k-up in high school is odd.
5It's the Indie-Rock dance of choice.
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cook_ting From: cook_ting Date: August 15th, 2006 02:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
Mmmm, hot Talking Heads action.

My little sister loves the Talking Heads and would totally go to a showing of Stop Making Sense. I suppose knowing it originally provides a deeper emotional connection to the work, but perhaps the younger audience members really were feeling the music. Their experience filters are significantly different than yours and they still have to keep up social status appearences around their peers while attending the event. Maybe that's what left the odd flavor in your mouth?
komos From: komos Date: August 15th, 2006 02:52 pm (UTC) (Link)
It wasn't so much an odd flavor, and I don't doubt that they were really feeling the music. On the other hand, there's got to be something fundamentally different between seeing "Once in a Lifetime" on MTV when the video was released and thinking, "What the hell??" and coming to prodigied music decades later and grooving to it. It's an entirely different kind of discovery.
cook_ting From: cook_ting Date: August 15th, 2006 04:09 pm (UTC) (Link)
I hear that. But at least they were groovin' and not complaining that it didn't sound like Puffy or 311.
komos From: komos Date: August 15th, 2006 04:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
Amber is clearly not the color of my energy.

And for what it's worth, prodigied = pedigreed. This goof was not nearly as good as news on a "marquis," but everyone has off days.
cook_ting From: cook_ting Date: August 15th, 2006 06:57 pm (UTC) (Link)
Feel the pressure. Come play my game, I'll test ya!

-You've been Prodigied!
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komos From: komos Date: August 15th, 2006 04:23 pm (UTC) (Link)
Indefinite article there. I seem to recall that the "Stop Making Sense" tape we had in circulation was yours.

My biggest trouble was that I didn't know enough to trust myself when I decided I liked something. As a result, I was a bit reticent about actually buying music and tended to come to things a little late in their peaks and tended towards singles compilations. (I still regret not having the extended intro to "The Forest" on that LP.) The notable exception was the Sugarcubes because Bjork's vocal acrobatics in Birthday just blew me away outright. Come to think of it, I think the first time I saw them was watching 120 minutes at your place.

prosicated From: prosicated Date: August 15th, 2006 08:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
I tried valiantly to be David Byrne in HS, complete with my own Big Suit, but I was of the trying-to-evoke crowd, since I was 3 or 4 when the movie came out, and my big suit was accompanied by green hair & lots of drugs (because no one understood me or my quest to idolize the Talking Heads). Funny, I never tried to invoke the Tom Tom Club...
komos From: komos Date: August 16th, 2006 08:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
There's a certain charm in all of that. I certainly can't lay claim to such a singular focus.
tigermilkdrunk From: tigermilkdrunk Date: August 16th, 2006 10:58 am (UTC) (Link)
I saw a midnight (or at least very late) showing at the Coolidge maybe four or five years ago, and while the crowd was a little older than you're describing (maybe early 30's on average, so having missed the first round of the band/the film), the screening also featured (almost) the entire audience dancing in the aisles and applauding after every song, making it one of the best theatrical experiences I've had.
komos From: komos Date: August 16th, 2006 08:23 pm (UTC) (Link)
Pretty much the same thing happened here. Although I didn't say so, the screening was a lot of fun.
grey_shon From: grey_shon Date: August 18th, 2006 10:05 am (UTC) (Link)
I had a conversation with my neighbor the other day about what a mind-fuck it is for him that everyone is a "punk rocker" with tattoo's and piercings etc. since that was just who he was. He was labeled a "weird kid" for looking like/being like that...

and now it's "in"

crazy world...huh?
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