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April 03, 2006
Gen MySpace
Saw my Focus group of four 13-year olds in the Southern California Area.
What are these kids into?
- Music specifically indie music.
- Digitally savvy – the entire school is on My Space
What do they like about my space?
- Commenting on photos and each other.
- Bulletins
- Ability to associate themselves with specific musical groups as a method of announcing to others what they are into.
- We cannot ignore the exhibitionist quality of these social networking sites.
Annoyances
“friending” by Faux friends or porn predators posing as young women.
Stalking – idea that family and exes can see information – although this does not seem to be a big problem to the kids.
Affordances
My space is a very difficult UI to use and that may actually be a perceived benefit. There is some pride in hacking the HTML the perception that they have more control than they actually do.
ON THE POD
This song reminds me a of certain jealous beeotch I know of...
Goodnight Goodnight - Hot Hot Heat
It's not enough to hear me say you've won
You only wanted me for having fun
But now I think you've gone and had your way
And left me with a pile of bills to pay
I can't even rewind the tape machine
To listen to your drunken reasoning
So here it is - your final lullaby
Goodnight, goodnight
You're embarrassing me
You're embarrassing you
So goodnight, goodnight
Walk away from the door
Walk away from my life
So Goodnight
I've given up on social niceties
I threw 'em out when I threw out your keys
Along with all your records I can't stand
You never even listen to any one of them
You're never gonna drag me out again
With all the people that were never ever even your friends
So here it is - your final lullaby
Goodnight, goodnight
You're embarrassing me
You're embarrassing you
So goodnight, goodnight
Walk away from the door
Walk away from my life
So goodnight
A little bit of rain I'd say is fair
But when it starts to thunder they all stare
This isn't goodnight, this is goodbye...
So goodnight, goodnight
You're embarrassing me
You're embarrassing you
Goodnight, goodnight.
Walk away from the door
Walk away from my life
Goodnight, goodnight
You're embarrassing me
You're embarrassing you
So Goodnight, goodnight
Walk away from the door
Walk away from my life
So goodnight
Thank you Viv for showing my the way I love Sufjan Stevens!
The Man of Metropolis Steals Our Hearts - Sufjan Stevens
from: Come on Feel the Illinoise!
Trouble falls in my home
Troubled man, troubled stone
turn a mountain of lies
turn a card for my life
Man of Steel, Man of Heart
Tame our ways, if we start
To devise something more
Something half ways
Only a steel man came to recover
If he had run from gold, carry over
We celebrate our sense of each other
We have a lot to give one another
I took a bus to the lake
Saw the monument face
Yellow tides, golden eyes
Red and white, red and wise
Raise the flag, summer home
Parted hair, part unknown
If I knew what I read
I'll send it half ways
Only a real man can be a lover
If he had hands to lend us all over
We celebrate our sense of each other
We have a lot to give one another
Took my bags, Illinois
Dreamt the lake took my boy
Man of Steel, Man of Heart
Turn your ear to my part
There are things you have said
Raise the boat, and raise the dead
If you take us away
Still can we say:
Only a steel man can be a lover
If he had hands to tremble all over
We celebrate our sense of each other
We have a lot to give one another
Posted by aynne at April 3, 2006 07:41 AM