YET MORE EXCUSES
I'm entertaining family for the next 5-6 days.
I can't believe how totally dead Zetsuai is as a fandom. I.... I will never get over Nanjo Koji's epic obsessive devotion, nor Izumi Takuto's equally fuckin epic cockblocking. But also I like the music very much, even though it's unthinkably awkward in many ways. I like it because it steps to the material perfectly: an encapsulation of that Nagel windblown high gloss 80s synth, and an effete, attenuated, luxurious, feline idealization of masculinity. Genderlessly sexual.
Good music in Elfland isn't always about some mythological "objective" quality of goodness; sometimes it's good because - marked by time, bound by time, an organization of time - it's a perfectly told story.
All the music from Zetsuai is heartlessly overblown. Like feeding Michael Bolton's back catalog through a jet engine whose every part is made out of unicorn horns and taped together by Lisa Frank stickers and white label Eurythmics remixes, it stupifies with its genre awareness without ever exceeding its margins.
This entry was much more interesting when I posted it @ dw.
Click to viewI can't believe how totally dead Zetsuai is as a fandom. I.... I will never get over Nanjo Koji's epic obsessive devotion, nor Izumi Takuto's equally fuckin epic cockblocking. But also I like the music very much, even though it's unthinkably awkward in many ways. I like it because it steps to the material perfectly: an encapsulation of that Nagel windblown high gloss 80s synth, and an effete, attenuated, luxurious, feline idealization of masculinity. Genderlessly sexual.
Good music in Elfland isn't always about some mythological "objective" quality of goodness; sometimes it's good because - marked by time, bound by time, an organization of time - it's a perfectly told story.
All the music from Zetsuai is heartlessly overblown. Like feeding Michael Bolton's back catalog through a jet engine whose every part is made out of unicorn horns and taped together by Lisa Frank stickers and white label Eurythmics remixes, it stupifies with its genre awareness without ever exceeding its margins.
This entry was much more interesting when I posted it @ dw.