I am just trying to create an authentic life for myself.
I am just trying to fill up my apartment with meaningful items.
I am just trying to create authentic art.
I am just collecting some cameras from different eras.
I am just enjoying a beer, relaxing.
I am just collecting old magazines with pictures of nature/old stuff
I am just mashing up genres of music.
I am just sitting on my authentic couch.
I am just going buy some used books later that look 'old' and 'historically relevant'.
I am just going to buy some humble shoes.
I am just 1 bro
I am just 1 bro searching for meaning
I am just 1 bro searching for meaning in our modern world.
I am just 1 bro creating art in my meaningful space
looking to transcend
evrythng
Have yall bought anything new for your apartment lately?
Have yall created any new/relevant music lately using nontraditional/lofi/D.I.Y. recording methods?
I live in a space, filling with things. These things // make me [who I am], like the theme of the popular internet webisodes Fight Club. Over the years, I have consumed alternative media, which has pointed me towards the props I need 2 make my life more interesting \\ the polaroid camera economy. The world is my playground, and my apartment is a chest of toys which enable me to be a more valuable commodity within the metaphorical playground economy.
One day I will be dead, but this video will live on. The image of me will represent an important time 2 be alive. The 51 things in my apartment are only 0.01% of what is really in my apartment. These 51 items are culture are me are important.
My hair takes on multiple textures.
The background music in this video is what I hear when I walk out of my door to start my quirkily meaningful day. There is a down tempo version which plays at night.
I have props, and appliances, and alt junk // and technologies
Because there is an old saying
"One man's trash is another alt's Holy Grail."
This is a story from ancient blog times about this video. It is nonfiction.
Inquired the common alt, "Altbro is he?"
"Nay--for he is the bag," muttered the man too sure of himself.
A wise man in the back of the room said in a quiet, reflective tone, "Neither. For he is the one they call BGGTcooldadpostaltbrobagmnstrmr."
This has been a conceptual blog post by Carles from the popular weblog HIPSTER RUNOFF. Carles is the online web editor and CEO for the popular weblog HIPSTER RUNOFFs.