Friday, September 3, 2010
Burn Your Friends #1
By Julia Eff
When you open your zine with how your job working for an alt-weekly sucks I kind of lose sympathy for you. You're 18 and your job is to write stuff, surely that's better than most jobs, and especially better than what most 18-year olds are doing. I'd love a job like that.
Reading this zine I felt like there was an immense sense of entitlement, combined with massive amounts of vitriol. There are things here that I find interesting, there are others that I agree with, but the style it's all written in just seems incredibly mean spirited.
There's a bunch of pieces written about bands. Eff tears into Gerard Way for being a poser about his musical inspirations. Now I honestly have no idea about his music, though he has written some good comics (The Umbrella Academy), but calling him a "geetard" and a motherfucker because he claims to like Iggy Pop when he hasn't said that before? Um...
Then she spends several pages insulting Pete Wentz (who?) based solely upon his physical appearance and that people want to sleep with him. It's filled with rage, and kind of strange.
Even the content I do understand and agree with (there's a piece on concert etiquette where I believe I agree with every single thing written) is still written in a style that just makes me feel uncomfortable.
I guess I get the feeling that the writer has created a sort of persona of "extreme" to hide some sort of personal inadequacies or anxieties. Though I also feel as though I'm reading too much into this and my problems with this zine are really just that I'm not 18, and have never really cared that much about what music is hip or popular or whatever. Still, there is a good drawing of Morrissey.
Edit: (Days later I remember this.) Some of the pieces had "tl;dr" with a brief one sentence summary at the bottom. That was amazing.