Monday, March 1, 2010

Stradlater can go to hell for all I care!

I am reading Catcher in the Rye. For the first time! I can't believe I've never read it. Salinger's creation/narrative voice is astounding. Nobody says things like Holden Caufield, he's almost painfully unique. It got me thinking about who I think are currently distinctive narrative voices in a pop culture-y/my generation kind of way. I mean the authors behind the websites and blogs that make my essay due tomorrow on southern literature suck 10x more than it should.

DListed: My friend told me about this harbinger of harrowing hilariousness (had to go for it.) He is unreal. I don't think my eyes have ever peeled back into my skull from simply reading his no-holds-bar potty porny humor posts that go through the sordid details of the celebrity world. My fav are what he dubs his topics/victims/stars. Lindsey Lohan's mom is White Oprah, Lady Gaga is Lady Caca, Anderson Cooper is Mah Boo, and Rachel Zoe as the Chupacabre. Seriously I am snorting just remembering the names (and I am not even referencing, its all from memory! shows how powerful his catchphrases are). Plus Ru Paul mentioned DListed as one of his his most beloved blogs during Ru Paul's Drag Race and that bitch is fabulous.

Very Mary Kate: The web series by Elaine Carroll is like my cat nip, especially when there is a paper to be written. I wonder if that is going to be a problem in the future: virtual catnip. Like there will be 19 year olds in Balmain's Fall 2021 silicone body suits erupting in joyous spasms because of some strange 3D image projected in their father's study? Hm that was an oddly specific scenario. ANYWAYYY it's not just funny (I think, at least) because she is making fun of how thin/strange/rich/ridiculous Mary Kate is (which is an old joke, sort of. and tired), she has her own voice. Her cadence, phrasings, and rhythms are original and subtle. I love Bodyguard (the character and the episode). In the beginning of that episode, when she creepily scratches on the door instead of knocking?!?! I had to pause it to laugh.

Tavi: Okay okay so this might be a cliche choice, but this mini girl is tight. Even those who are not into fashion and find such blogs as annoying as when your frosted flakes lose their crunch; she is thirteen and hilarious! There is no way in hell I was that funny when I was thirteen. I'm pretty sure this was my phase where my bff and I used to write full length Acapella musicals. And force our younger sisters to be the supporting roles while we performed them on makeshift living room sets for yes, our parents. There is a recent post where she keeps referencing her TEEN PRETENSION as she dubs it. C'mon. Were you so self-referential when you were little? Did you wear Prada? She is really descriptive, I honestly enjoy reading how she verbalizes detail.

These people could not really be compared to some masterful storytellers like Joseph Conrad, Harper Lee, Phillip Gourevitch, or (last one I promise) Artie Spiegleman. People whom I still cannot really comprehend the magnitude of their abilities. But they reflect something about the way I am thinking and existing in my current space. And I think remembering what made you laugh can be very telling about what kind of place you were in. THANK GOD FOR BLOGZ.

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