This also has nothing to do with music. Unless you count the chimes of terror in my heart when I stumbled across: THE POD PEOPLE.
Although I’m involved in some geeky stuff, like music production, I’m really starting to show my age, mainly through an unconscious resistance to new technologies. The other day, I found myself getting grumpy about “Live on Demand” – the authorized CD bootlegging of concerts that you just watched. I don’t know why, exactly. And another one is Podcasting, which I still don’t understand.
Anyway, I was strolling past the Radio Bean recently, and happened to glance inside.
Gathered around a table filled with microphones, headphones and laptops were four of the most unlikely folks I’d have ever imagined occupying an empty coffee shop on a Friday afternoon.
Seven Days’ own Cathy Resmer, Matt G. Paradise – who is a far darker lord than I – media whiz Bill Simmon, and freaky artist/illustrator Greg Giordano were podcasting their little hearts out. They beckoned me in, but I was too frightened. Luckily my cellphone rang, giving me an excuse to beat a hasty retreat.
Beware, Burlingtonians. It’s like some wi-fi Invasion of the Body Snatchers out there.
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Okay, your dark lordship, here was the scene from our perspective…We were sitting at the Bean and having a dandy time chatting about technology and what’s been going on in our respective lives–the way many normal people do. The only difference was that we were recording our coffee shop conversation for susequent distribution on the internet, so that other folks could vicariously enjoy the discussion. Then you amble by in your summer I’m-too-cool-for-school clothes and hipster sunglasses and balk at us. You called us “pretentious,” even though you then immediately waved us off to answer your important cell call.Podasting is a fairly new thing to do (well, its actually a year old now), but it’s not really new technology. The only difference between what we do and internet radio is that this is on-demand, syndicated content and lots of everyday people are doing it, as opposed to streaming content that only a (large) handfull of internet radio staions are doing. Basically Casey, get over it. You can’t be a blogging rock-n-roll musician and a luddite. It does not compute. Besides, if Business Week magazine is writing about us, we must already be pretty passe.BTW, I had a Eugene Hutz sighting on Church Street Saturday. Pinch me.
Hip sunglasses? Rock musician?Who the hell do you think I am, anyway — Bono?But seriously, congrats on that Business Week thing. I bet more people read that than my damn blog!Maybe I was just jealous of your gathering, and had a knee-jerk reaction of the lower primate kind.I want a pod, too.Eugene is the only one that ever understood me.