no ok like. i know this is The YBC Blog and all but i really truly need to go off about how GENUINELY fucking fascinating the whole "young volcanoes" video is on a metatextual level. like the entirety of the youngblood chronicles says a WHOLE hell of a lot about the band in terms of the metaphors it's painting wrt the hiatus and reformation and the fact that they took this particular song (sonically incredibly airy and cheerful, lyrically desolate) and turned it into the dinner party from hell. this is a story where an external force chops up the lead singer and hollows him out and then serves his organs to the rest of the band. theyre made to consume him, literally, against their will!!! and thats not all!! they are vividly hallucinating at this point, because theyve been heavily drugged - again, against their will! - and they see this whole thing as a joyous affair. in their blitzed out brains, this is them reuniting after the harrowing experience of being kidnapped off the goddamn streets! and then they have this fucked up trippy GROUP HALLUCINATION where they are literally EATING PATRICKS ORGANS. and in the real world, none of them can see this happening - except patrick. patrick is not blindfolded. patrick can see them being forcefed his own viscera and he's too fucking high off his ass to do anything about it. in fact, in reality, he barely acknowledges his bandmates at all.
like just thinking about this from a metaphorical perspective. its fucking fascinating innit. the band literally cannibalizes patrick against their will, and he cannibalizes himself against his will, and they are all made to believe this is something that they want to have happen. they are misled and drugged into this. they eat him alive. they eat him ALIVE. and they are made to think they're having a great time doing it.
the band consumes itself for the seeming entertainment of the onlooking vixens. and they don't explore this through the avenue of pete, who the rest of the band regularly cites as the creative impetus behind the band, but through patrick, the voice. the mouthpiece. the one who sings the words. this is the third fucking video they released when the band came back from hiatus. and its this. it is the band being forced to consume the lead singer and primary composer from the inside, and him participating in this forced consumption.
it makes me grip my head and scream. we witness this horrifying incident so early and things only get worse and worse from there. for all that patrick kills joe and pete later in the narrative, they have patrick's blood on their lips first, staining their mouths, slicking their insides. and, like the case with patrick, who has been warped into something violent, they don't do this willingly; it is done to them. we see what true and genuine hatred of music and creativity has motivated the vixens to do. and in contrast we see, by the story's end, the thesis statement that the defenders of the faith love each other beyond any earthly horror that can be inflicted upon them. how unbelievably unfathomably fucking captivating for this to be present at the very start, this warped perversion of that kind of love. what else is friendship and brotherhood but this. what else is love at its most destructive and possessive than this. we are friends, we are brothers in arms, we are companions until the bitterest of all bitter ends. we have wrought immeasurable horrors upon each other. we have consumed each other. we have eaten each other alive. we all have each other's blood on our hands and in our mouths. if save rock and roll is the brightest and most elevated declaration of love imaginable, then young volcanoes is the darkest and most twisted. we don't want to be here. we're having the time of our lives. we're trapped. we're screaming. we missed you. we are better together. we are destroying each other. we love you. we love you to the most twisted and horrific and absolute endpoint imaginable. we love you. they won't let us stop loving you. we love you. they won't let us stop. we love you.
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This movie changed me and probably not for the better. I've been thinking about it nonstop since I first watched it <333
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me less than a year ago: ugh the trolls movies are just over saturated cash grabs with no real substance (i mean i guess the worldbuilding in the 2nd one was alright) and are a plight on humanity & an insult to the arts. i will agree with every word that comes out of a youtube movie reviewer’s mouth.
me now, vigorously hyperfixating: i have the sudden urge to design a trolls oc for every music genre known to man
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honorable jeffamentions february :))))
albums
eye of the hunter / brendan perry (!!!!!!!!)
blur self titled
vampire weekend self titled
imma be so real i have Not been listening to albums. just the first one. and blur for like 3 days. and vw is an all timer
songs
to turn you on / roxy music (!!!!!!!)
the captive heart / brendan perry
heaven / talking heads
darkness / the human league
when love breaks down / prefab sprout
there’s a place in hell for me and my friends / morrissey
my shadow in vain / tubeway army
yuko and hiro / blur
enigma of the absolute / dead can dance
excuse me while i break my own heart / whiskeytown
movies
scarecrow (1973)
an american werewolf in london (1981)
butch cassidy and the sundance kid (1969)
the philadelphia story (1940)
raising arizona (1987)
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So I was finally able to watch Strange Way of Life, and if I were to describe it...
It was like watching the HBO version of Destiel condensed between season 14 episode 20 and season 15 episode 3, season 15 episode 9, with flashbacks reminiscent of season 5 episode 3, where everyone's a cowboy, and Jensen is playing Cas portraying Silva, and Misha is playing Dean portraying Sheriff Jake.
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