kalpurna

For some reason, I always need to hear a song a whole bunch of times before I love it. I don't know why, and there are rare exceptions - I loved Belle & Sebastian's Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying the first time I heard it – but no FOB lyric has ever applied to me as well as "the songs you grow to like never stick at first." It took me, like, MONTHS to love MCR, and now I adore them unreasonably. (Uh, MCR's music, that is. I wrote a huge schmoopy GWay Love Post before I'd even seen LotMS, so I think you can judge for yourself just how fast I fell for those children themselves.)

Anyway, here's what I'm saying: Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year. Hi, I love this song. I LOVE it. I always prefer songs where Pete talks about The Band to songs where Pete talks about That Bitch, but man, I really really love this song. I might have to add it to my list of Reasons I Love It When Pete Writes Meta, along with Thriller, Saturday (although, didn't Patrick write that? Whatevs), and that one buzznet entry. Oh, and every Q&A ever, of course. PETE WENTZ. SOMETIMES YOU ARE MY FAVORITE. ♥ ♥ ♥

Yeah, I don't know. I'm pretty much at the point of just wanting to type the lyrics of that song over and over instead of making a coherent blog post. Man, I'm so overinvested in Pete Wentz, it's kind of a problem. Except for how I love it. I think a lot of people were blown into bandom by big winds in their personal lives, high seas and tempests – God knows I was. And I'm not sure how I found comfort and meaning in some dirty shitty boys from Chicago, but I really did. I don't mean to turn my LJ into a constant stream of OMG DEFENSIVE, at all, and I'll try to keep quiet after this, but – this fandom means a lot to me, and it genuinely hurts when people piss on it, or say it's okay to be into it as long as we know the music's shitty, or that the boys are insincere, or whatever. I don't know. The music – uh, whatever, I don't feel like arguing music taste. I love the music, that's the relevant part, I guess. Most of us love the music. And we sure as hell love the people who make it, and as much as we mock them (AND WE DO, bandom takes itself FAR less seriously than most of the fandoms I've been in!) we genuinely respect them. We love them without irony. And getting harshed on by people who ARE ALSO FANNISH, by people who, hello, write gay porn about Stargate Atlantis (or Harry Potter, or the Sentinel, or any of our other thoroughly ridiculous obsessions) feels a little. I don't know. It gets a tiny bit less funny, after, like, the fiftieth time.

This all goes back to what I've always said about overinvestment being the whole point of what we do, fannishly, and about how I think it's so much more important what you get out of something artistically than whether it's good according to some empirical standard. I have just as little interest in being attacked for being a Fall Out Boy fan as I do in being attacked for being an SGA fan, or a slash fan, or a romance novel fan. All my meta is one big meta! Pete Wentz, let's get together sometime and chat, I think it'd be a good time.

Whatever, I probably shouldn't post this, but my roommates are out pursuing athletic interests while I'm lazing around in an armchair, and mooching someone else's internet. So!

P.S. I was so overwhelmed by the response to my post about the stagegay that I can only write about it in small text, because I don't want to get weepy AGAIN, like I did about forty times during that wank when I saw how lovely and wonderful and intelligent my fandom was being. ILU, my angels. Thank you so much for every single comment. I'm still planning to reply to all of them when I get a more consistent wireless signal. Oh my fandom, I have so many <3s for you. <333333333333333333333333