Creative futility.

I am amazed. I am amazed. I am amazed. And its killing me. I could never leave my computer. I think I could wander thru youtube indefinitely and be endless entertained and depressed at the same time. Art, Science, Humor, Invention.. pure genius flow unabated from every nook and cranny of the Maze of twisty little passages all alike that is the web.

My brother saw it about ten years ago in: "The big red button" web site. The first web 2.0 site in existence. I've got dime that says even Juke didn't see the original. I was just the page with a graphic of a big red button that you could click on. The button didn't do anything, but the genius was that there was spot at the bottom where you could leave comments… and people did. Hundreds of comments flowed in and a bunch of them were totally hilarious. I don't remember the exact details but it seems like there was second page where you could see the best comments left about this big red button that did nothing. I remember reading them and just about peeing my pants from laughing so hard. My brother and I were talking about it later he said something to the effect of: You don't have provide the funny, beautiful, smart, creative part if you can build a little something that acts as forum for those types of people. He was right.


YouTube is the/a great equalizer. Production values don't matter. Lack of budget doesn't matter, sound quality doesn't matter all that matters is the idea, the talent, the voice, the guitar, the art… the creativity will burn through the bad sound and thrift store props like plasma cutter. The crowd has wisdom. In can in hours sort through the hundreds of thousands of video clips of crap and find the 100 that are flat out fucking AMAZING. Anyone care to make bets on how long before ysabellabrave has a recording deal? Or Francis Stokes has multi zero writing/directing deal?

The killing me part? I guess I'll have to write about that next time. I should probably change the title of this.