What the hell is a Ga-Ga?
A blunder of name relations speculates another ability for words to symbolize media hypes.
The source of influence that culture shock has on the public perspective can be tuned in on with an example such as this:
An up and coming pop sensation can, overnight, mind you, regard a tuna sandwich as a lethal proponent of influence and amazement: Hip and sexy - The Tuna Sandwhich.
By the very next day millions I tell you (Millions!) Will be talking and raving about tuna sandwiches.
T-shirts and slogans and tuna sandwich sexual references.
Okay, there are better examples out there.. Such as sun symbols from the Hopi being seemingly eternally blasphemed into a symbol associated with hate.
I watermarked far too many darn images to be associated to a term that can be defined to a media delusion so I will remain neutral rather than going in to find out just what a ga-ga is, for the impulses of cringing seem far too certain!
All I can really say is that there is hardly a difference between the generations of pop icons. One gets switched out when aging endures and sexual 'provocativity' recedes and another is replaced with the same minimizing mental fatigue, usually doing a rendition of a tarnished, corrupted Virgin/Goddess figure.
Cease participation of what you do not desire. History does not stop repeating unless you break the repetition.
There is an absolutely tuna rant done by Papa Joe Mama in this hour of slack podcast from the Indevival 2002 here . Give it a listen!
After a couple of years of this song sitting around, thinking to itself that it was finished, a few touch ups were completed and the 'Half of It' song is in it's finished state. This was one where 'Soil Finn' played rhythm guitar. You don't want to hear about the editing process really plus I've already blabbered about that before ('Pocket Moths' link for that and the video.)
& This is also finished which I found to be soothing to keep on repeat to focus the mind on images. You can probably click on the song name to read a small portion about that.
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| Here is a peek of a short story that will soon be posted. |
Lately cartoon imagery (which may mistakenly be claimed to be drawn opposite handed) has been a vast inspiration so I doodled some very quick accompaniments of draft images to sub-stories of a bunch of min-sub stories which all link to a larger culmination of many other miniature stories that kind of turn into one story.
Someday (some day some day) they'll all be ironed out with music and images to go with all of them, images more than just quick sketches. And to have video pieces of scenery (no characters, just scenery) to add with the music and writings is desirable but this computer... all of this equipment is sluggish and nightmarish. (Yes, black market, I'm talking to YOU to donate, generously, a laptop.(The entire market is a black market that considers itself the main market. I see what you're on to!))
Here is a sample of the writing:
"...the..."
So in summary: Directly below: Hectic noise! I am not yet a 'ga-ga' tribute band.. I have not yet pee'd on a ga-ga, Lots of editing!!
A name cannot be owned
You can ride and identity with it
but you can't climb inside of it
much like a symbol, you can merely make it related
to reshape interpretation but it's form will not shift
Priestess Nubia birth flight with Earth's might
Planetery explorations break through concrete mutations
Through merely being, beings merge towards Sudan
Sudden holographics break free from traumatics
Deja Vu in the day clouds, la dee da within the chime
Non-explicit nakedness reaps it's rewards
The taste of peaches are mighty fine
Hearing these words now you are Free and Flealess
assuming you had fleas before those words
you are also FEE-less assuming a price tag resides!
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