He got old, and his audience got old with him. The show slid into facile "kids these days with their cell phone and internet, amirite?" jokes and Keillor began nose-breathing into the mic and whistling all of his sibilants really loudly and it was just sort of awkward and uncomfortable, and I don't want to unwittingly slide down that slope as I and my formative cultural influences get old. /
...because that's how you get "A Prairie Home Companion," another show I grew up with. I understood perfectly that it was a folksy throwback for boomers and their parents, but Garrison Keillor was legit funny in his dry way and had a finger on the pulse of contemporary goings on for a pretty long time... until he didn't. /
Conan's still around and popular enough to have his show on TBS, but I doubt there are many 30 year olds watching, and it's weird to realize that personalities like that are largely irrelevant to people who have grown up with the internet... because it means that I, too, am irrelevant to those people even though *I* certainly don't feel any less relevant.
I'm scared to death of falling into the comfortable habit of consuming only media from the same personalities/sensibilities I grew up with. /
One of the more insidious things about aging is how your pop culture guideposts slide slowly out of youthful relevance without you realizing it.
for example, if you were ~30 years old 10 years ago, you were probably at least aware of Conan O'Brien and all the fuckery that went down with the tonight show; you would have grown up with network TV/late night talk shows, probably watched him in your teens. /
I wrote a thing for the equinox. I began working on this *last* fall and managed to get it cleaned up for this year. Not sure I'll have it rehearsed enough to record tonight but I can at least share the dots:
Listening to Queen's "The Miracle" and remembering what it was like when Freddie Mercury still walked the earth, when I took his existence for granted; When The Miracle came out, rumors about Freddie Mercury's health weren't going around yet (or at least they weren't reaching 14 year-old me) and it was just "oh cool, new Queen album."
When Innuendo came out a couple of years later, the rumors were totally unconfirmed but persistent enough that it felt like an epitaph 😔
Feeling nostalgic for my OG Handspring Visor, such a galaxy brain device ("It's like a Palm Pilot, but you can also buy multiple expansion hardware modules that don't actually work all that well and cost more than the device itself, and can only use one at a time"!) but in the pre-smartphone days it seemed like a brilliant strategy.
car salespeople (predictably -) 🙄
The torrent of texts, emails, and voicemails I've received since foolishly clicking through some AAA links all seem to be employing the same strategy, which is "Hey asshole, what's wrong with you? I've been emailing and calling you non-stop, just buy a fucking car from me already"
No hate. No harassment. Use CWs.