I’ve always loved this short film. Created by legendary cartoonist/animation pioneer Winsor McCay, Gertie the Dinosaur turns 100 years old today.

Going off information from Wikipedia, Gertie was shown as part of McCay’s vaudeville act for the first time at the Palace Theater in Chicago on February 8, 1914. I can’t find any information about the Palace Theater other than the address listed on this photo.  The famous Cadillac Palace Theater, which every Google search has pointed me toward, would not be built for another 10 years.

I don’t know about you but I laugh my ass off every time I watch this and if you don’t enjoy this then I don’t know if we can be friends anymore.

I don’t care how much you love this song, you don’t get to make this one yours no matter how much you identify with the handsome dudes who were cast to appeal to your sense of vanity and your not-so-secret desire to stab and machine-gun strangers to death.

Did Lou Reed know what Sony was going to do to his song when he signed the contract to this? Did he know that it was going to be completely recontextualized as an ode to violence, cloaked in superficial irony, to soundtrack a pretty blatant nod to the Columbine massacre fantasy that a whole generation of basement-dwellers kinda wish they could’ve got in on? (Don’t believe me? Skip straight to 0:44 and step straight into the mind of Harris, Klebold and Lanza as they saw themselves.) Did he care what they were going to do to it at all, or does standing on death’s door render such ideas as “artistic integrity” somewhat silly, especially when you’re facing one of the last chances to grab some cash for the loved ones you’re leaving behind?

Did the writer of “Candy Says” not understand (or simply not care?) that he was giving this song over to the most entitled, judgmental, misogynistic, homophobic, trans-phobic subculture in the world? Was he okay with the possibility that one of his most personal songs could be recast as the soundtrack of male camaraderie as experienced by wealthy, frequently-racistmen’s rights-espousing fedora-wearers with fiercely tribal allegiances to companies whose underpaid employees work in some of the worst conditions in the entire world’s tech industry, and whose biggest passions center around the efficient mastery of increasingly-complex and realistic murder-simulation software?

Did Reed fully understand what Sony’s intent was in using his song in their advertisement? Did he know it would be sonically-butchered with new, out-of-tune vocals? Did he care that the demographic that his song would be used to hook are the most violent aggressors against any call for tolerance and sensitivity on the Internet, the same shit-eating bros who aggressively insult and threaten anyone questioning the status quo in any facet of “geek culture” that they feel remotely connected to? How could an artist whose work surveyed the lives of the down, destitute and disempowered think it was a good idea to give his song to a group of people who, indisputably on the whole, mock the very concepts of empathy and compassion?

Did he want his song to become the next “Mad World” or “Hallelujah”? Does he understand how the Internet and Internet culture have warped the meanings of those tunes and turned them into anthems for strangely-compatible nexus of Glee fans and self-righteous douchebags?

Lou Reed was never one of you and despite what Sony wants you to believe, his tumor-ridden liver was cooler than your whole toxic subculture. You don’t even understand what that means but years of digesting cynical Internet memes have robbed you of the ability to realize that there’s anything in the world you don’t understand and can’t explain away in sentence fragments and silly pictures. Choke on your Doritos and fucking die already.

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Another AMV I made, I finished it just after Christmas.

http://entertainment.time.com/2013/12/20/macaulay-culkin-eats-pizza-and-we-have-questions/#ixzz2oMHKcIIY

Why do you think you can own someone’s childhood?

Why do you think you can own someone’s future?

Why do people demand an explanation for everything?

Why were the writer and so many readers apparently so offended by this video?

In this case, how superior does the writer feel to his subject?

Do you think former child stars deserve ridicule?

If a child star doesn’t grow up into a Leonardo DiCaprio or Joseph Gordon-Levitt leading man, does that mean they owe you something?

Do you understand the Internet at all?

Did you feel good sticking it to him like this?

When you wrote “where did they find him?” and “where is he now?,” did you honestly believe he was living in seclusion somewhere?

Who does the writer think “they” are?

How did Time.com find this video in the first place?

How does anyone find this video in the first place and not know what Macaulay Culkin has been doing for the past few weeks?

Do you think this video is actually “terrifying”?

Why do you need to “un-see” this?

When did Time magazine turn into Buzzfeed?

Do people still not know how terrible Buzzfeed is?

Do people read Buzzfeed ironically?

Does Buzzfeed really use the money they make from clickbait lists full of animated gifs taken without credit from Tumblr accounts and Google image searches to pay journalists to write actual news stories?

Where are these in-depth, hard-hitting stories that are supposed to make Buzzfeed the next Vice.com?

Will Time disappear from newsstands and become a web-only “publication”?

If they could make a bigger profit in doing so, are there any moral reasons for them not to do so?

Does anyone in 2013 still read news articles that aren’t written specifically to confirm their worldview?

Do editors honestly believe that reader comments contribute to a meaningful dialogue about important issues?

Is there really a right way to eat pizza?

How much of a piece of shit do you have to be to judge how someone eats pizza?

How many of these questions were actually sincere?

How smug to you have to be to write something like this?

Does the writer actually think that Macaulay Culkin is insane, that he posted this not knowing how absurd it looks?

How did this get by editors without anyone knowing or bothering to look into why it was made?

Do people get off on reflecting about “how poorly he’s aged” and still believe that they themselves are anything but a bloated, depressing version of their childhood selves?

Is the writer actually as unnerved and annoyed by this video as he’s trying to sound?

What is the proper level of enthusiasm to show when eating takeout pizza by yourself?

How does the writer claim to know about The Pizza Underground, the existence of which explains the whole video, and still claim to have so many questions?

Did the writer know who The Velvet Underground were?

Did he know who The Velvet Underground were before Lou Reed died last month?

Do people think that this video is supposed to be “funny”?

Is it a “failure” if it isn’t?

Does our culture crave schadenfreude so much that people will rush to mock and judge something as harmless as this, with no frame of reference other than the narrative they’ve constructed in their minds based on nothing but prejudice, resentment of others, and the belief that they are the sole harbinger of objective truth?

Is “theory of mind” a 20th century concept that our society no longer has any need for?

Are we so addicted to nonstop entertainment that such a harmless and short video of a completely mundane subject is treated with suspicion or outright hostility?

Why do people choose to watch a video and respond with confusion or anger when it delivers exactly what it says it will?

Because it would get lots of views from dumb readers excited to watch what looks like a child star’s fall from grace, and is pointless and clueless enough to get a negative reaction out of anyone who’s (A) actually Internet-literate and (B) believes that journalism is serious business (even when it comes to trivial bullshit) was this article actually a highly-calculated piece meant to drive web traffic to Time.com from as wide an audience as possible?

Or is it possible that this just went completely over the writer’s head?

How is it possible that MTV understands what’s happening right now and the arts & culture people of Time do not?

How could anyone believe that the best Tumblr is anything other than this?

This piece was drawn by Sanatio on Deviantart. I kind of wanted to have Maka kneeling on the floor by a record player but this was already such a weird request as it was so I left that detail out and I’m still happy with the final result.

maka_final_by_sanatio-d5uytyaMaka is one of my favorite characters. I just like her friendly personality and her kind nature. And her willingness to be assertive when it’s really necessary. I realize that there isn’t much that’s especially “complicated” about her, but I don’t think that’s a standard by which all characters should be judged. She’s tough and caring and that dichotomy is often forced onto characters but in her case it always feels very believable, or at least as honest as anything can feel in an anime as manic and excitable as Soul Eater. Her level-headedness, particularly compared to the other main protagonists, gives the series its center.

The more I think about it, I don’t think that she’d actually listen to these albums but hopefully she finds time to enjoy something out there and realizes that there’s more to life than being a serious student.

It seems like there’s not a lot of Soul Eater fanart out there, and so much of what is out there looks the same. Of course, Maka looks cool posing with her weapon, wearing her black coat, but when that’s what constitutes 75% of all the works out there, then it’s hard not to feel like there’s a death of imagination surrounding this series. There was a lot more to it than kids getting in fights, wasn’t there?

When I wrote about Daft Punk, I envisioned that entry as the first of a series of similar posts about all my favorite bands and musical artists. I was hoping to write other pieces like it about other artists I’ve been into for some time. Hopefully, my experiences with them would give me some things to write about and my enthusiasm would make it interesting. If I was going to do this, I knew that I’d be writing about Boards of Canada, and probably sooner than later. I’ve tried writing this post a few times over the past few weeks but it’s been very difficult for me to organize my ideas. Starting at the beginning has been frustrating so I’ll go backwards instead.

TomorrowsHarvestTomorrow’s Harvest, the latest release from Boards of Canada, is a boring album. The first three tracks are very good. The rest of it sounds very nice but feels meaningless. Boards of Canada’s fans have recorded several compliations of BoC-inspired music over the years as a tribute to their favorite “Gods” of electronic music. Tomorrow’s Harvest fits in nicely with those collections, feeling very inspired by Boards of Canada and all the sounds and effects and moods that their music has come to characterize over the years. It does not, however, break new ground or provide any kind of experience remotely akin to listening to their music made in the late 90s or in the early 00s. Many moments feel like imitations of earlier tracks. Had this album been made by another artist or group, it would either have been criticized as insultingly derivative or praised as a clever parody of the “Boards of Canada sound.” I realize that this is a very subjective take on the album, nothing but my opinion, which is all coming straight from the gut and which I still don’t completely understand. But I also believe that the time that I’ve spend with their music and the way that I’ve listened to it has given me a license to make such statements and that they’re worth more of your time than any of the seemingly-universal acclaim that this album has received from the press or from the duo’s most devoted fans.

And, recognizing how deeply so many people tend to feel about this music, I also recognize that I’m hardly the only listener out there who has what they know to be an “expert” opinion about it. Spend a few minutes on Twoism, We Are the Music Makers, or even the devoted Boards of Canada Subreddit, and you’ll encounter a level of emotional investment that’s almost unheard of in music outside of the realms of teen-pop. Surely there are always metal or prog-rock bands out there, making albums full of references to history and mythology and art and poetry, arranging it all together into puzzles for fans to unpack and discover and have deep conversations over. And there’s Radiohead, who wield a staggering amount of control over their fans’ listening habits and musical priorities. They selectively exposed their fans to one divergent realm of music after another, gently guiding at least hundred thousand listeners or so through the entire history of modern music, slowly culturing their fans into a new kind of listener more suitable for the post-Internet band they so deeply wanted to become.

Boards of Canada, on the other hand, have inspired nothing short of a cult following, one bursting at the seams these days, with very little direct communication or activity whatsoever. Having established a very recognizable sound that’s all their own, particularly on two “classic” albums and EPs, bros Sandison accidentally spawned a virtual world that was no longer limited to the confines of the music itself. “Boards of Canada” became synonymous not just with a very particular feeling of melancholy, but with he idea of “nostalgia” (childhood nostalgia, in particular), which electronic music had rarely concerned itself with before. Listeners who discovered them before the mid 00s encountered a very strange music. Reactions were mixed but always truly personal. But over time, discussion of “nostalgia” slowly spread like a meme, and is now held up as the “truth” behind their music. It now overwhelms the experience of listening to Boards of Canada, defines it, confines it, and reduces the very creative duo to a brand: blurry Polaroids, animated production logos from early 80s television, warbled-sounds pulled from aged tape… first the audience bought into this simplified idea of what Boards of Canada meant. Did the duo themselves begin to see themselves in the same way? Considering how Tomorrow’s Harvest feels like a shorthand transcript of their previous works, I have to wonder.

CampfireHeadphaseThis is not to say that the new album doesn’t have a character of its own. It does feel creepy. And grim. And as desolate as the ghost town imagery that informs our expectations about the whole shebang. Much like a certain spector of death now hangs over the music of Coil, this is one of those albums that invites you to stare into the void and take stock of your mortality. This won’t stop people from adding it to their “chill out” playlists alongside Thievery Corporation and Zero 7. There are interesting themes here, but it plays out as if created by committee. The trademark syth pads, samples of voices counting, station ID jingles… the album feels like a Tumblr site devoted to collecting snatches of media that resemble the Boards of Canada™ aesthetic. What would have been short interludes on previous albums now constitute lengthy tracks, with no coherent structure holding them together. It’s a joyless album that makes me physically sick and is a chore to sit through. I hate it and I can’t help but shake the feeling that it’s a product something in the artist-listener relationship here that somehow got warped and twisted ass-backwards.

I don’t like the new album. “Reach for the Dead” is the best moment on it and the only truly affecting piece of music on it, much like “Dayvan Cowboy” was the saving grace of The Campfire Headphase in 2005. These aren’t simply two good-enough tracks that fans like because they were released as singles, but two of the most affecting pieces that Boards of Canada have ever recorded. I feel this is significant because it proves that the inspiration that made their earlier records so vital never left them, but rather, was buried by some other concern that else that rendered both The Campfire Headphase and Tomorrow’s Harvest as significantly weaker albums than their predecessors. These most recent efforts, in particular, were received by a sizable fanbase and critiqued by an Internet press industry that simply weren’t there to bother them during their time on Skam and their early releases on Warp. Am I trying to blame the fact that their music isn’t as enjoyable as it used to be squarely on the Internet? I don’t know. And what good would that do even if I was?

GeogaddiGeogaddi came out in February of 2002. I remember this very clearly, where I was living and what I was doing and how obsessed I was with their music at the time, actually looking up information about them online to see if they were releasing any new music any time soon, and then seeing that their new album had come out only days before. That sort of thing almost never happens anymore, so try to appreciate it if you ever get the chance. I remember going with my friend to the store to buy it. Unfortunately, that store was probably Best Buy but at least I can say that it was there for me when I needed it at least once. I don’t remember my first impressions of it or anything like that. I just remember it being with me for the rest of that spring and summer, gradually becoming a part of my life at the time along with the rest of everything else I’d collected from Boards of Canada up to that point. The album definitely felt more insistent than the rest of their music, or at least more assertive in delivering its musical and thematic motifs.

One review of Geogaddi, in a rather sheepish/apologetic recommendation of the album, made an interesting point about the reputation that was surrounding the duo and the nature of their work. “This is BoC in hi-fi, and not just in sound-quality either. All of their traditional cliches have been turned up to 10. It’s as if the earlier records were petri dishes to divine the most effective ways to cause mass-swooning among the faithful.” It’s never “expensive” sounding but is certainly the work of musicians with a desire to make a better-sounding long-player experience, and with more attention and probably resources this time around to make it happen. This doesn’t compromise or distract their vision, if anything it brings certainly elements of their sound to the forefront of the listener’s attention, perhaps stripping the music of some of its ambiguity but creating a clearer picture of their vision than ever before. They had already built of a musical language that was very much all their own, but the way it was all brought into crisp focus here, coupled with great track sequencing and the feeling of connected-ness between the tracks (which was missing from later albums) makes Geogaddi a very interesting listening experience.

InABeautifulPlaceOutInTheCountryI heard the In a Beautiful Place in the Country EP during the summer of 2001. I bought it and had the CD in my car during most of that summer, so my memories of it are usually associated with driving in my car on the way to my summer job (in the dead of night, stocking shelves at a big-box retail store starting at 4:00 am) or sitting in the car after work in the afternoon. My air conditioner was broken and I had black leather seats. I’d open the driver’s side door and take a breath before getting inside. It felt like an oven, and in less than a minute I’d always begin sweating profusely. I’d put this CD on and to this day, every time I hear the beginning of
“Kid For Today,” the skin on my arms and legs begins to tingle, as if all the pores are slowly opening up in the beginning stages of whatever signal cascade begins the perspiration cycle. And I feel very alone. And tired. But also very comfortable. The songs here are very comforting (quite the opposite feeling of Geogaddi, as a whole), which probably has a lot to do with the lasting appeal of this EP, which seem to be some of Boards of Canada’s most-recognized songs, if Internet message boards are anything to go by. I imagine that this release, which actually came out in late 2000, is their most immediately-accessible work, and probably came out at a time when more people than ever were getting into their music. This was also the height of Napster’s popularity. I don’t remember what lead me to download their music in the first place, but I first heard Boards of Canada after downloading some mp3s, more or less at random, off of the network. I don’t see how anyone at the time could have been interested in this kind of music, downloaded this EP, and not fallen in love. That’s the sort of bullshit generalization that I usually hate to read but it’s one that I believe enough to go ahead and make myself.

Sometime in late 2000, I downloaded some tracks off Napster from Music Has the Right to Children, and a few mp3s taken from the earlier EPs. Those EPs are all great. I could talk about them a lot, although I feel like I should spend most of the rest of this most talking about the album, instead. My memories of Hi Scores and Twoism, which I often confused with each other until I was able to get them on CD, whenever it was that they were each re-issued. “Hi Scores,” “Nlogax,” “Seeya Later,” “Everything You Do is a Balloon,” “Sixtyniner,” “Oirectine“… well, now I’ve just linked to most of the music on them, but listening to all of those (and quite often, on a loop for a few hours, late at night), I remember feeling aware of myself in a way that I’d never quite experienced before. I honestly do feel like I never quite grew into my self in the way that you’re supposed to during puberty or early adolescence. I do feel like the autopilot setting that everyone’s on during childhood was never switched off for me until I was out of high school, and that I was never truly living in the moment with a real understanding of who I was, what I wanted in life, or the understanding that I was truly responsible for making my own decisions, until some time during that year. I don’t know how to talk about this without sounding like I’m trying to get sympathy, make excuses for the person I was at that time or before then, or looking at my life as if it were a story I’m writing, and trying to assign interesting psychological qualities to the main character. Anyway, I’m not saying that these tracks made me experience a kind of awakening. But they were there when it was happening to me, so I’ve always had very special feelings about them. And that personal attachment is probably why I get so irritated by the legions of Boards of Canada fanboys that slowly came into existence over time, whose public displays of affection for the group often sound like Evangelical testimonials, at least in terms of the “personal relationship” that they seem to have with the music. I liked the idea that this music was “mine,” which is laughable to admit in any case today, but my point is that I felt this attachment in a personal way, and the emergence of a large community of people dudes excited about it in ways that looked very silly from the outside, made me wonder if I was nothing but just another dork gushing — privately, publicly, what’s the difference? — about how much it all meant to me.

MusicHasTheRightToChildrenAlong with those tracks, I’d downloaded “Roygbiv,” “Turquoise Hexagon Sun” and “Happy Cycling” (maybe my favorite Boards of Canada track, and one that closes the album so perfectly that it’s hard to believe it was included on the Matador release as a US-only bonus track) from Music Has the Right to Children. I bought that album in late 2000, about 2 weeks before Christmas, and listened to it every day for the rest of that Christmas break. I remember driving to a Christmas party in another state — I shouldn’t have RSVP’ed but then again, they shouldn’t have invited me to go in the first place — and playing through the album twice. I don’t know if I’d ever played music in my car as loud as I was blasting “Sixtyten” that night. More than anything, I remember listening to this album on headphones while laying in bed, usually while thinking about a lot of things that were bothering me at the time. Maybe that should make me feel sad today, every time I listen to it, but it doesn’t. It didn’t inspire me or make me feel like I could “escape to another world” while listening to it or anything quite so precious as that. But it did make me feel like I was entering a new phase in my life, one that would hopefully give me some space to relax (not in a strict physical sense) and some opportunities to have some fun and rewarding experiences. There’s no way to talk about any of that stuff without going off on some boring tangents. I’ll just say that the album sounded like the perfect synthesis of so much of the music that I was enjoying at the time, but also something new and completely different. I didn’t come into it with great expectations or having experienced any of the myth or hype around it that would slowly grow over time, so I got to know it very slowly and by the time it was famous, getting reissued, getting a perfect score from Pitchfork, etc., I already felt like it was mine in a way that no other music had ever been before. That’s a feeling that’s worth savoring for a short time, but like I’d slowly learn over time, don’t attach any feelings of identity or accomplishment to stuff that you like, because its “importance” or “meaning” is beyond your control. I still love Music Has the Right to Children, even as it’s become a go-to “classic” electronic album that people recommend to curious listeners, even as its reputation has dwindled over time thanks to chin-stoking Internet geek hyperbole, even as I’ve even seen a backlash against it from people who are just tired of it. I don’t know what I’ll think of it a year from now or ten years from now, but I like to imagine myself listening to it for a long time and seeing what kind of new associations I can make with it.

I picked up a used copy of Music Has the Right to Children at a store in 1999. I’d seen an advertisement for it in a magazine and the art was really interesting, plus it was on Matador, so I thought I should try it out. I started to take it to the counter but put it back in the racks and bought LP5 by Autechre instead. I often wonder how my feelings about this music would have changed if I’d started listening to it back then.

Maybe that’s all I have to say about Boards of Canada. I could say more, but it’s a dilemma between wanting to talk about one of my favorite groups, and understanding that the attachment I have towards this music is based on feelings that I’d probably be better off not trying to articulate. There’s a lot of conflicting feelings in this music, and it’s interesting to talk about, but the experience of just getting lost in it is so much more rewarding and worth preserving. This is music that deserves a cold listen, free from promises about exactly what it’s going to deliver. Maybe that’s true of most music? Once you’re fed the press release, it can be hard to have an honest response that’s not tainted by other people’s ideas. Maybe that’s why I’ll be perfectly happy if no one ever reads this. I wanted to get this all out, maybe so I could stop thinking about doing it in one shape or form in the future, but I don’t want anyone to go into this music with expectations or come away from it with anything other than an interpretation that’s come straight out of their own imagination and nowhere else.

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I wouldn’t call myself a journalist, but I’ve interviewed quite a few people over the years. This started when I was in college (the first time around) and continued during an internship I had at a magazine, which I’d go on to write for as a freelancer for over two years’ time. Those were all for feature-style pieces about people that included quotes from interviews. Will I ever write stories like those again? I don’t know. Not at this time, that’s for sure. But over the years I did enjoy the opportunity I had to talk to so many creative and interesting people. And being able to ask them almost anything I wanted was definitely an illuminating experience. And with all the interesting people that I know (or know of) online, it’s a wonder that it took me this long to consider the possibilities of doing it once again.

This brings us to my interview with the creator and administrator of Digimon Spirit, a fansite devoted to all-things Digimon, with a wealth of screencaps, audio clips, fan-created works and other content, as well as news updates and blog entries.  Susanna hails from Australia and runs what’s currently one of the more comprehensive anime fan sites online. I wanted a chance to talk with her about the fandom and what it’s like to run a fansite like hers. Will there be more interviews featured on this blog in the future? I haven’t worked that out for sure, but I’m optimistic about the possibilities for it (hence, “Interview #1” in the post title).

This interview was conducted via email throughout October.

How long have you been a fan of Digimon?

I’ve been a fan of Digimon since back in the year 2000 (whenever it was out), I remember catching an episode of season 1 in the morning on Cheez TV (in Australia) and I was just so hooked on the type of story they had, characters and it connected so well that I was crazy about it.
I’ve stayed a fan over all the years, even though for many years, I didn’t watch anymore as I didn’t really know they existed and my fear of starting a new season was always a weakness because it made me miss out on amazing stuff. I got back into it in 2005 when I saw seasons 3 and 4 and absolutely loved it again.
So, overall, I’ve been a fan for 13 years. Long time, isn’t it?

Were you a fan of other anime series, as well? Or are you today?

At that point, I only really watch what was on TV because I didn’t really know about “anime”, just about what was broadcasting, but I also enjoyed many of the series playing on TV then, such as Sailor Moon, Pokemon etc.
I am a fan today, and I LOVE a lot of different titles, but most of them are older series because I usually only watch dubs as I find it hard to read. I think I first got back into it when my boyfriend (back then, now husband) introduced it around 2007, that’s when I really rediscovered it and became a big fan and just watched a lot of different titles.

Although recently in the past few years, it has been slower with watching because I’ve put 100% of my effort in promoting Wuxia on my new website, http://www.wuxiaedge.com/ which focuses on a genre which I find has many similarities to Anime but I am really sad that nobody seem to know (or care) about it, so I am here to change that and this is what I’m determined to do, to help people realise this is awesome to watch!

What inspired you to start Digimon Spirit?

When I first started going on the internet, I remember just spending hours making websites for my favourite things. The first site I ever made was for a band I loved, then a show, and gradually, I got better and better. Around this time, I had this “main site” which was more of a personal site, and I wanted to make side projects that are small sites on different interests, and Digimon was one of them.
Around this time, I was also searching really much for high quality screenshots but I couldn’t find any websites with it, so I started Digimon Spirit with the intention of just adding screenshots for myself and others who may wanted them too.
The site was very small at first, I only had screenshots of seasons 1 and 2 (partially of what I taped on VHS) and gradually, I watched the third and fourth season which I loved A LOT, and one afternoon, I had this vision of how I wanted Digimon Spirit to look, and that’s when I first really put in a lot of effort in creating the site to what it was now. I loved visiting other websites as well, as it really inspired me and motivated me.
Also, another great inspiration for this website was a very good friend of mine at that time, she visited it every day and always commented on how much she loved it, and with those kinds of encouragement, I just wanted to do more for the website.

I can only imagine how much work it must have taken to compile all the screenshots and other media that are on the site. Especially as newer seasons have aired in the last few years.

Thank you sooo much, it was so much fun to work on it, I remember some of the most nostalgic moments were just meeting other people who owned sites and talking about it, or meeting people though the site.

Do you remember what the Internet was like in the late 1990s/early 2000s? I remember there being a lot of fan-sites (or “shrines”) for television programs and musical groups. You mentioned making a few of those yourself and I wonder if you were inspired by those kind of sites from that time period.

Wow, yes back then, internet was like something I would only go on once a week. In my earliest memory, I loved using it (when I knew what it was about), and back then, Geocities was the big thing. I used that for many years, and I still remember all the shrines, fansites and fanlistings. I LOVED those, and I always found awesome information on these fansites. It’s sad that many of those sites went down.

I also remember a HUGE Digimon site that was dark coloured, I never remembered the name, but it had screenshots of almost every episode. I used to save pics all the time and went on it a lot, until I couldn’t find it one day. That was one of my main inspirations for making Digimon Spirit because I was so big on screenshots and I wanted to make archives for every episode.

I was wondering if those kind of websites were an inspiration to you. Series-specific “Wikis” aside, it seems like there aren’t as many fan-created sites like those as their used to be, despite the growth of the Internet since then. Do you get that impression? Or are those kind of sites still going strong?

Yes, those websites were definitely huge inspirations. Whenever I saw fansites like that get updated, it would motivate me to do the same, and I would want to write and work on my site. I think that as there’s been less and less sites, it can be harder to find the motivation, because it’s always more fun to do things together, just like when you were young, it was so much more fun collecting cards or toys with your friends.

I do believe that fan-sites in general have decreased, most sites today are blogs, which I really love as well but for Digimon, I do feel that there’s less fansites than there were even 8 years ago when I was in highschool.

Has running the site helped you connect with other Digimon fans?

Yes, it has definitely done that. I remember in the past, I would be craving to meet someone that likes the show as in real life, it’s always hard to find people who have the same interests.
Through the site, I was able to meet lots of really wonderful people who were also fans, it just felt like meeting fans were the easiest things to do. I really enjoyed chatting to them, sometimes we’d make plans on how to improve the website, or talk about episodes. It was always a lot of fun!

Have you seen all of the seasons yet? If you had to choose, which one has been your favorite?

I have seen seasons 1-5 and so far, my favourite season is 3. (Still waiting for season 6 to air dubbed as I like watching dubbed shows)

As for season 3, I just really love everything about it, the characters, story and messages, Digimon and everything else. I think this season showed a lot of life lessons (others of course did too) but I just remember completely crazy about the season that I watched the same episodes every single night.
I think the other seasons don’t fall far behind because I really do love them all.

Since you started your site, have you noticed a rise or a decline in the popularity of Digimon?

I think that Digimon isn’t as huge as it was back in the 2000 when it first came out, but that’s understandable because it is an older series, though I am happily surprised with just how the fandom still exists today, such as I still see fans, people doing fan works and the interest with season 6 has me really excited.
Though I do want it to be as popular as many of the other series that gets merchandise in almost every store :P

Imaizumi, intrigued and more than a little annoyed by Onoda’s seemingly effortless mastery of climbing the steepest of hills on a completely POS bike, challenges our hero to a race. With a special incentive to sweeten the deal.

ill join

And so this brings us to the first “conflict” of the story. Already you can feel the seeds of a certain dynamic being planted that will define the relationship between these two characters. Or will it?

And thus, as if we had any doubt before, we have a full-fledged shonen series on our hands. Is the idea of “genre” in anime and manga defined by age and sex of the principle characters (or by the age- and sex-specific experiences they go through)? Well, that’s often the case, so it’s tempting to see that as a hard and fast rule. But the demographics of the readership/audience also plays a big role in determining what’s labeled as shonen, shoujo, seinen, etc. In reality, it’s probably a combination of the content of the story and the make-up of the audience that decides which of these genres a title will get pigeonholed into. As if any of that really matters, all things considered (genre is, quite often, a meaningless signifier that discourages original thought and narrows the scope of  what kind of stories a person will even consider reading at all). A good story is a good story, no matter who it’s about or who it’s “aimed” at, which means less to audiences of a geeky-persuasion today than ever before.

What I like about Yowamushi Pedal so far (among other things) is that our protagonist is an actual underdog, one whose abilities are certainly promising, but are untested and certainly not strong enough to instantly place him in the upper tiers of “strength” compared to the other characters of his world. His natural talents for bicycle riding — not to be confused with bicycle racing — definitely give him a lot of potential to improve. Maybe this will be the focus of the rest of the story? We’ll certainly see.

SakamichiBicycle

I should mention that I have watched the debut episode of Yowamushi Pedal (aka YowaPedal?) and I definitely do have thoughts on it, but I plan on blogging a few more chapters first and watching more than one episode before attempting to compare the two. I definitely wish that I’d found this series sooner, since I don’t want to get caught up in the constant temptation to simply compare the manga to the anime as it’s airing, or to read and blog the manga at a pace that stays ahead of the story as it’s being told from week to week on television. Heck, will I even want to continue blogging the manga as long as the animated series is being aired? I’m interested in both, but that might make for a lot of redundant content on this blog. I guess this is all a long-winded way of saying that I have no idea how I’ll continue to approach blogging about this series, but I’m confident that I will continue to in one way or another.

So what’s the best way to do this? Post a chapter summary? No one wants to read that. Post my “impressions” of the chapter? For the longest time I’ve hated that approach whenever I see it on blogs like this. Why? I’m not sure. Whatever my reason for feeling like that is, it probably says more about myself than it actually does about other fans and the approach they take to blogging about their favorite anime or manga. This is actually something I really want to talk about because it’s been a big part of my whole blogging experience. But I’ll get around to that later, maybe.

I read the first 4 or 5 chapters of Yowamushi Pedal all at once, so it’s probably misleading or dishonest of me to try to break each down into a single experience. I will say that I enjoyed this chapter a lot. That much is probably obvious. If reading an early chapter like this was anything but enjoyable, would I have bothered to stick around for any more? Anyway, I do want to mention two specific points about this manga that really come to light in chapter 2.

I’m a terrible artist and my inability to draw a picture that, in any way, shape or form, even resembles the subject which it is supposed to depict, is so serious that I’ve often wondered if it’s symptomatic of some kind of undiagnosed metal disease or significant brain injury. That’s particularly troublesome for myself given how much I love artsy-fartsy stuff, including comics, film, and all kinds of visual arts and design. Furthermore, I’d like to talk about art, and not just the ideas behind it, but the technical qualities of it as well. I don’t know if I have any business doing this. But I might try.

IWillBecomeThe “art style” of Yowamushi Pedal is very typical of manga in general and many of its most common and traditional conventions. The panel on the right depicts one of the characters — Shunsuke, an experienced and competitive freshman determined to overcome a recent loss against a rival cyclist — in a very dynamic scene. This is one of those full-page panels illustrating the page bearing the title of a chapter, where manga artists will usually go above and beyond the usual level of detail that’s reserved for the “regular” pages of the story. The first chapter opened with a similar sequence of detailed drawings, also depicting one of the characters in an exciting cycling race. Here, Shunsuke is simply in training, but the artist’s work is still done to great effect, not only establishing his determination as one of the defining traits of his character, but also portraying the sport in a dynamic and exciting light.

Pages later, we get this:

Good MorningThis is not a “bad” drawing but it lacks the realistic qualities of the former panel. And it’s, for lack of a better word, sorta rough-looking. Why is this so? I like to think that this was all a choice on the part of the artist. After all, the panel still gets the job done, the “quirks” working to draw out particular qualities of the two characters in ways that a “perfect” rendition would leave rather ambiguous, while lending a lighthearted tone to some of the scenes that rely heavily on dialogue. These two different “styles” — if it’s correct to even call them different “styles” at all — are integrated together well enough that their juxtaposition never bothered me. Then again, I enjoy a pretty big range of art styles, from crisp and detailed “realistic” works to the look of significantly less-pained visuals more accepting of “imperfections” that would seem out of place in the former. Looks like we’re going to get some of each in this story but so long as it obeys certain laws of visual consistency and such, that shouldn’t be a problem. In fact, it could be a very effective technique! But like I said, I’m not an artist and have no training in this stuff so if this all sounds like a bunch of hot air, then that’s probably because it is. I’m trying to learn the “rules” of comics on my own. We’ll see how well that works out.

speechlessThe other point or topic that I’d like to mention is the characterization of the lead protagonist. The last few pages of this chapter focus on Onoda and show us a side of him that, I fear, may turn certain readers off from him as a character. His reaction to a confrontation with a teacher reveals the depth of his beta-male nature and the resentment he holds toward anyone he perceives as establishing dominance over him. This is meant to inspire empathy in the reader. I wonder how many readers will have quite the opposite reaction to him instead? It’s shocking how often fans of anime and manga will turn against a character for showing any sign of weakness, often to the point of rejecting the entire story rather than even trying to identify with or understand said character. Yes, I know that this kind of attitude is somewhat of an Internet phenomenon and probably a Western one at that. But I still wonder how this is going to play out among typical readers who expect a certain level of badass ‘tude in their lead dudes. This probably sounds like I have an axe to grind with a certain kind of fan, but I realize that’s always been the case with all kinds of storytelling mediums and that there’s nothing anyone can do about it aside from learning to tell when it’s best to ignore other people’s opinions. All I’m saying is that I hope he’s well-received as a character, but I won’t be surprised if 4chan /a/-bros label him a worthless faggot or something after one episode.

I’d hope to have more entries like this finished before Yowamushi Pedal‘s first episode would make its debut. That’s tonight, by the way, so it’ll probably show up on Crunchyroll pretty soon. I don’t know when I’m going to start watching or how much of the manga I’ll finish before tuning in. I wish I would have planned this better.

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