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On how journalists write about webloggers…

There’s an article in the Sunday Times today called Golden rules for blogging clever which features a few choice morsels of salient quotage from some bloke not a million miles away from this weblog. For this reason alone I recommend you buy the paper in question. Possibly you should be so impressed that you should consider sending me some naked pictures of yourselves?

Moving on though – the article itself is very strange. It seems to wend its way between a number of different registers – starting off in a ‘weblogs and online communities are important’ area and then wanders directly into a ‘who the hell do you think you are to think anyone cares what you think’ kind of space. I find this very odd, given that the article is supposedly about giving people tips for writing a weblog. It’s been a while since I read a cookery book, but I’m pretty sure they don’t start by telling people that they’re worthless and they’ll never amount to anything. That kind of motivational speech seems more commonly left to parents. (Of course the article isn’t actually aimed at people starting a weblog at all, but at people who want to observe it from the sidelines with a cup of tea and a raised eyebrow while slowly dying inside.)

From having apparently smacked down the reader for their nerve – their very presumption – that they might find value in self-expression, the article moves on to slightly self-satirise. Now the mockery is a bit ironic – it knows we don’t really want to be boring and that we’re all able to see the funny side of the whole thing. To support its case, it brings in a few of the classier webloggers (Heather Armstrong and myself) to comment. And what do we say? Well, basically we say that all this stuff about being boring is rather missing the point and it’s not about getting a huge audience and that self-expression is really important and stuff and that if people derive value from their weblogs then that’s good, right? Right?

Well, all I can say is that it’s lucky that our brief comments don’t distract from the main thrust of the article! No hippies are going to distract from the relentless pursuit of traffic, after all. So we get a humourous take on giving your weblog a sexy name, a patch on how to pander to other weblogs to get hits, a bref paragraph on Googlebombing and a few words on the apparent incestuousness of the culture. The article recommends writing about your sex life, getting fired for writing a weblog and peddling extreme opinions. All of these things will get you a book deal and only then will people want to get you naked because they’ve heard your name on television.

I think the reason I find this whole article so amusing is because it’s the ultimate archetype of all news stories about weblogs. Its every word exposes the assumptions and prejudices of journalists and – I think more widely – the British. So you’ve got the censorious attitude to people expressing themselves in public (self-expression isn’t really proper), then you’ve got the whole amateur-versus-professional argument that neurotically restates only proper journalists are worth reading. These journalists, who – we are reminded by the rest of the article – really assume that (i) the only reason to write is to get famous, (ii) there’s no value in community or discussion or debate and (iii) normal people would sell their granny for dog meat to get famous. And to cap it all off, the examples that they use are all the ones that reveal the bankrupcy of the news media – that a culture of millions of webloggers can only really be understood by the tabloidish stories that make it across into the ‘proper’ media. The whole thing is gloriously cock-eyed.

I’m being a bit unfair, of course. It’s not nearly that clear-cut, and there’s some really interesting stuff here. I like that Simon Jenkins expressed an anxiety about the role of the newspaper columnist in the amateurised opinion space. I don’t think he’s got an enormous amount to worry about – in fact he should be delighted, he could be a giant in that space if he wanted – but that all depends on viewing changes as opportunities rather than threats. Here are a few more of my thoughts – good and bad – in the form of an unordered list:

  • I love the fact that the word hippo-griff is used in this article. For that alone, I will give you one billion dollars. You heard me. One billion. Although I’m a bit surprised by the hyphen. Maybe I won’t give you a billion dollars after all. Damn sub-editors.
  • “The absolute golden rule of blogging – it is literally made of gold – is: Do not blog”, says our journo. It’s literally made of gold? What, really? Dear God, man – misuse of ‘literally’ in this way is pretty much the first thing that you get smacked in the mouth for at journalism school. What are you doing!? Unless of course there really is a golden rule cast in gold somewhere – on a mountain or something. In which case, I want to see it. While we’re at it – who the hell made up this rule? I’ve never heard it before. It’s not even a parody of ‘Don’t talk about Fight Club’. I don’t get it.
  • If you read the article in print, then you get confronted with an enormous picture of that bloody berk who got (as far as I can tell) fired from Waterstones for being a bit of an idiot and not reading his contract. I’ve never felt a lot of sympathy for him – even though the relationship between a weblogger’s site and their working life is a complex one that I’ve been coming up against a bit recently – because he just seemed to have been such a twit about the whole thing. I’d recommend reading two things about this subject: Anil Dash’s expansion on his assertion that no one gets fired for blogging and a Tech Station article called The Unbearable Rightness of Nick Denton.

Ah, that’ll do. I’m bored now. Fun article! Took me ages to respond to. Probably better than I’m giving it credit for. Seeya!

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What a strange episode of Doctor Who…

So without wanting to give too much away, did I just go nuts or did The Doctor just flirt outrageously with a group-sex-having, slutty, bisexual, American futurist space-rogue (and zoophile) and then invite said rogue to move into his travelling S&Mish trans-dimensional dance club with him and a teenage girl he picked up on Earth a few months before? I swear, this series gets better and better…

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You will not tell me what to post…

Okay, this is not a big rant, but it had to be said. Some weblogs actively appeal for people to send them links to stuff that they might like to post about. I do not. No doubt some people are delighted when people say, “you should put this on your site”. I am not. Let me say this really clearly once and for all – I do not link to stuff that people ask me to link to.

This is not an absolute rule, I’ll admit. Over the last five/six years I’ve probably been asked to post someone else’s links to my site about five hundred times. How many did I end up posting? Maybe four. I’m actually less inclined to post things to my site if someone has explicitly asked me to. When under those kinds of pressure, I feel I must demonstrate the independence and freedom of my site. I feel I have to demonstrate that it’s a space where I’ll act as I think is best, with full cognisance of my responsibilities to work, friends. If people explicitly ask me to post something, then of course my assumption is that all they want is the link, that they’re trying to exploit my site for their own gain in some way and have no actual interest in my opinions or being part of a community. I will be contrary in those situations. If you are listening, e-marketeers, then take note already.

Let me be blunt – I will not link to things if you ask me to. If you send me a link saying, “you should post about this”, then – unless I’m really clear it’s for altruistic reasons – I almost certainly will not. And I may look at you funny the next time we meet down the pub. I may not go down to the pub with you at all. Are we clear? Good.

In the meantime if there’s something you genuinely think I might find interesting, please feel free to send it to me! I like reading new things – I’m interested in all kinds of stuff. Just please make it because you genuinely think it’s something I might care about rather than because you might make a nickel out of it. I thank you and good night.

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The chain-letter of musical love continues…

So I could say that I don’t normally do these things – after all that’s what I said last time. I don’t know how many more times I can not normally do these things before it starts to look a bit of a hollow statement. A little longer, I should think. Ho hum.

Anyway, I have been passed the musical baton by Phil (and I think probably also by Leonard a while back, although I didn’t act upon it). This musical baton thing is – in a nutshell – a few questions that you answer and then pass on to some other poor unsuspecting victim. It’s like a happy chain-letter of musical love. They were kind of huge about four years ago in the LiveJournal community and it looks like they’re now starting to do a second pass. Except this time, the questions are a bit less dumb. And with that glowing endorsement, here I go:

Total volume of music on my computer? These figures are going to be a bit deformed by the number of podcasts I’ve been downloading recently either via the BBC or from Odeo. I have 9,684 tracks on my computer at the moment. This takes up 42.49Gb of hard disk space and would take twenty-seven days, thirteen hours and forty minutes to listen to if I started right now.

The last CD I bought? Actually I did a real ‘fifty quid bloke’ thing about two days ago and bought four CDs at the same time. Collective cost: pretty much exactly £50. I’m such a cliché. As usual I’d been carousing around metacritic looking for stuff with really good reviews that I hadn’t heard of. After a little online sampling of various albums, I decided to buy a mix of more and less risky stuff: Martha Wainwright, Lost and Safe by The Books, Frank Black Francis and Funeral by The Arcade Fire.

I kind of knew I’d like Funeral, because I’d listened to a few of its tracks over and over until my ears bled – but I’m surprised by how much I’m liking The Books’ album. It’s perfect to work to. I don’t know how well it’ll sit on my iPod though, all chopped up and disaggregated. The Wainwright album is pretty cool too. The one real anomaly is the Frank Black Francis album – it comprises two CDs, one with some very early acoustic demos of Pixies songs on it, the other with Frank Black and some guys with string instruments doing new versions of classic Pixies tracks. Many of the ‘re-imaginings’ are pretty way-out and I’m not sure are terribly good. Some are interesting. Not sure what I think of it, all things considered.

Song playing right now? It’s called Don’t Let Me Explode by The Hold Steady. My playcount tells me that I’ve listened to it once before ever. It may not be any good at all for all I know. Don’t take this as an endorsement. I have no idea. I don’t even really know why it’s on my computer. It’s kind of growing on me, actually. Hm. I wonder what the rest of the album is like.

Five songs I listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me? Hmm. Bastard question. I wave my fist at thee. I’m doing it right now. Er. Impromptu plan – look at iTunes ‘Most Played’, and scrub off the ones I’ve got bored of. Maybe then add in a couple that have a particular importance to me for some reason? Hm. Or maybe I’ll just cheat and start off by doing songs that have a lot of emotional significance (don’t listen to these, they’re all depressing or cheesy) and then do the good ones in a moment:

  • Somewhere in My Heart by Aztec Camera. I was strawberry-picking one summer school-holiday in a field near Tunstead in Norfolk. I’d wear my Walkman and when I got bored of all the bending over, I’d cash in my strawberries and walk to Roys of Wroxham and brag the latest “Now That’s What I Call Music” collection. Then I’d listen to it over and over again for weeks. This song represents that sticky, bright, strawberry-flavoured summer for me. (Close-run runner up from that summer – The King of Rock ‘n’ Roll by Prefab Sprout)
  • Morning Theft by Jeff Buckley. There was this relationship that I nearly had that pretty much destroyed me and this song somehow expressed really strongly how much I wanted things between us to work out well. Rest of the story in a nutshell: it didn’t. (Close run major relationship soundtrack goes to: Everyloving by Moby which I should frankly be ashamed of)
  • Something So Right by Paul Simon. When I was a kid I could play this on the piano. It’s not a great song. It’s really sappy. But it was either that or Slip Slidin’ Away which I wrote off a car to.
  • Following by The Bangles. This might be the most melancholy and self-deceiving song I’ve ever heard and I adored it when I was a teenager.
  • If It Be Your Will by Leonard Cohen. This is the song I want played at my funeral. I think it’s stunning and beautiful and devastating and I think could easily be rescued from its apparent theism and reinterpreted as a proper humanist hymn. (Close run second and third place Leonard Cohen tracks: Everybody Knows & The Future)

Here are the songs that I listen to because they’re just good. These I would thoroughly recommend that you get you filthy mitts upon:

  • Subbacultcha by Pixies. So I was cruising the clubs one night and I saw a lot of fine ass that I was hoping to get in the sack. I was kind of looking handsome… It’s a whole story really. Anyway, many years later, I heard this song and thought ‘that’s about me’ or something. Best song ever… (Close-run second place Pixies track: Wave of Mutiliation (UK Surf))
  • Combat Baby by Metric. I have heard no other songs by Metric. I have no idea if they’re terrible or not. But this song has been playing over and over on my iPod for the last year or so and is a wonderful paean to being a stroppy bastard.
  • Utopia by Goldfrapp. This has to be the most beautiful song ever constructed that contains the word ‘Fascist’. I listen to it all the time. It generates a weird aesthetic perfectionism in me and is perfect for doing design work.
  • Lonesome Tears by Beck. It’s probably my second favourite song ever and contains this enormous bank of rising chords at the end that just goes on and on and just won’t quit. It’s definitely the most-played song from my iTunes playlist.
  • Heard it Through the Grapevine by The Slits. The only cover that you can’t live without. Best drums, best beats, fun howling ladies – it’s somewhere between disco and new wave and tribal dancing, but with a sense of humour and no top on.
  • Walking in the Dark by Throwing Muses. Weird, bouncy, creepy, spidering, awesome. Listen to it about a dozen times and then try to stop yourself feeling like dancing whenever it comes on the stereo. Proper weird art-guitar-dance with some nutty woman barking over the top. Sorted.

Five people to whom I’m passing the baton: Gawd that’s a tricky one. As usual I’d like to see what Matt Webb would come up with, but I don’t think he’d participate. Also Matt Biddulph’s music taste intrigues me. After hearing stories about her teenage encouters with Michael Hutchence, I really want to know if there’s any INXS in Fiona Romeo’s dark past. Also Cal Henderson is a bit of a music consuming monster. And I think I’ll end up with Alice Taylor who’s kind of intriguing and mysterious…

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In which Nick Denton gets a pie in the face…

Now Nick Denton and I really get on pretty well when we’re not talking about politics, but still I can’t resist having a little evil chuckle to myself at the news that he’s been pied in the face as part of some freaky New York Media turf war:

I’m delighted to see that he took it in his stride. You can read more about this whole debacle on the Drudge Report (‘GAWKER’ PIE LIES AT ‘RADAR’ PARTY), at Gothamist (A Great Moment in Blog History), on Gawker (The Radar Party: Cream Puff Pies Galore!) and on Mr Denton’s own site (Good messy fun). Soon to be a movie by Nick Denton, adapted from a book by Nick Denton. Pie In The Face Inc is part of the Nick Denton family of companies.

The only thing that I’m confused about is that the whole thing doesn’t seem to be part of The Contagious Media Showdown. That damn site’s been so omnipresent recently that I’ve started looking at prominent news stories about wars in far off lands and started to wonder if they’re all staged to win the $1000 Technorati ‘Most blog links’ prize. And if they’re not now, well how long until they are?

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