Here’s the thing with internet anonymity: it’s not quite the elven shroud of concealment that it once was. Sure, no one may know about that mac n’ cheese burrito you ate at 4am last night, or that you have a journal full of erotic Magnum P.I. fan fiction, but it has become quite easy to follow the breadcrumb trail that leads from your snarky YouTube comment straight to the homepage of your terrible vaguely metal sort of electronic musical endeavor, The Sex Kittens. It’s an endeavor, not a band, because you tried; you didn’t succeed.
Even if your online persona has managed to distance itself from some facets of your flesh-and-bone existence (many of us have cultivated a sort of internet hyper self that skews the perception of ourselves so that the desirable parts are shoved in front of the camera and the sad and mundane bits are shuttered), that manufactured persona still has a footprint in the terrifying Lawnmower Man-esque virtual connected cyber world. So I guess what I’m saying is that if the address of your weaksauce music is a mere click or two down the road from your toxic comments section snarkery, then maybe you should spend a little more time writing better songs.
When Glenn Fricker isn’t counter-trolling his more venomous readers he’s giving genuinely good advice, and giving away free t-shirts. Enough of my ranting. Watch the fourth installment of reader comments, below.
