Thursday, September 17, 2009

Ohhh you lovers of anime...

So, last year I made up a fun little, “let’s kill time” game.  The rules:  You must go to youtube.com and type in any artist/song THEN type the words “anime” and “music video” after it.  I had forgotten all about it until a few nights ago when I introduced it to Cole.  We were able to kill a good couple of hours with it; however, the ‘couple of hours’ took place after 2 am… is that a good thing?  I don’t know.  Back to the game.

So you can’t put a song that is too obscure or else it isn’t that fun anymore.  So far, there were only a couple of songs that we couldn’t find videos for — the one I remember being Achy Breaky Heart.  Now the only explanation that I can think of for this phenomena would be that the song sucks so much ass, that even the nerdiest of the anime nerd doesn’t want to listen to it long enough to throw a bunch of clips together.  This is a challenge going out to anyone reading this : make me an anime video to the song Achy Breaky Heart.  It can be as crappy as possible, I don’t care… I just want to know that its out there waiting to be watched. (You are probably thinking, “why not just do it yourself?” Well, I don’t want to listen to it either.)

So doing this little activity really reminded me just how much the anime-obsessed really get on my nerves.  Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against those who watch it recreationally -  a few movies here and there and the occasional few TV shows that you watch but tell your friends that you “only watch them because the plotlines are so good.” Hey, I know where your coming from; I watched Teen Titans. (I only watched it for the good plotlines — I promise!)  Yeah, that is fine.  Hell, even read some manga if you wish… (but if I catch you jerking it to that hentai crap then we are going to have to talk…)  It is those culture-obsessed, cat ear wearing, geeks that make the music videos that I love making fun of so much.  I mean, comeon, how can someone not find you annoying if you are in your room with a boner while you compile a music video of Dragonball Z clips to Scatman.

But hey, before you bring it up, to whoever makes me the Billy Ray Cyrus MV, I won’t judge you.

(Disclaimer:  This blog post is not meant to offend anyone… and I don’t own Scatman….)

In my next blog I will hopefully post up the pictures that I have on my phone of the South Austin pedophilic ice cream truck that keeps driving around my ‘hood.

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