It's true! There is something of the reality TV booth in the car video genres as well, the space of truth or confessional where the speaker is going to tell us directly what they really think, as if suspended outside of the social norms and free to be honest. I assume the person and their phone are taking a moment out of home life or work life where such freedom feels impossible, even though nothing prevents the highly public video from being viewed later by exactly these people who are the context of ordinary life.
Ah thanks for looking at this and the heads up about the link. I hope I fixed it. In case there is trouble, I was citing this lovely thesis: Barnard-Edmunds, Gabriella (2020) Material Mobility and the Horse-Drawn Carriage in the Age of Austen. PhD thesis, University of York. If there is car culture, there must be carriage society?
That lungfish line.. 👌 also, invoking Fast Cars, it makes me think of the song as shell—the cover, like a painted addition—as surfeit that re-configures valuation in the current, one way or some other. Glad Tracy got some more flowers in recent years—my mom would play that cassette on repeat in the car on long road trips when I was a kid. My pre-teen self would phase in and out of Chapman’s lines, ornamented with my mother’s caffeine-fueled accompaniment, as I teetered on the hypnagogic cusp. NIN’s Broken, Rancid’s …And Out Come the Wolves, and late-night radio mixes I’d dubbed, blended with the blaring car stereo, through my cheap Walkman headphones struggling for voluminous supremacy, as my sporadically blinking eyes traced so many pines
Amazing. I think we’re already starting to see car qua programmable room of one’s own—it’s the environment of so many TikTok videos!
It's true! There is something of the reality TV booth in the car video genres as well, the space of truth or confessional where the speaker is going to tell us directly what they really think, as if suspended outside of the social norms and free to be honest. I assume the person and their phone are taking a moment out of home life or work life where such freedom feels impossible, even though nothing prevents the highly public video from being viewed later by exactly these people who are the context of ordinary life.
Fascinating
great stuff
this link doesn’t wanna open tho
what were carriage societies??
Great post! Driving me wild with ideas:
- Automated food trucks. Imagine hopping on your favorite sushi bus on its loop. Happy hour bus.
- Live music bus. Rooftop jazz bus.
- Trollyification of urban zones. Have them just go back and forth, kind of like those moving walkways at Disneyland or airpots.
- Speaking of: Airport bus. It could soft-screen passengers and automate getting your baggage to the systems that get it on the plane.
Ah thanks for looking at this and the heads up about the link. I hope I fixed it. In case there is trouble, I was citing this lovely thesis: Barnard-Edmunds, Gabriella (2020) Material Mobility and the Horse-Drawn Carriage in the Age of Austen. PhD thesis, University of York. If there is car culture, there must be carriage society?
I love this. Opening from a conveyance to a location creates a whole pool of possibilities for reimagining the role of mobility in public life.
That lungfish line.. 👌 also, invoking Fast Cars, it makes me think of the song as shell—the cover, like a painted addition—as surfeit that re-configures valuation in the current, one way or some other. Glad Tracy got some more flowers in recent years—my mom would play that cassette on repeat in the car on long road trips when I was a kid. My pre-teen self would phase in and out of Chapman’s lines, ornamented with my mother’s caffeine-fueled accompaniment, as I teetered on the hypnagogic cusp. NIN’s Broken, Rancid’s …And Out Come the Wolves, and late-night radio mixes I’d dubbed, blended with the blaring car stereo, through my cheap Walkman headphones struggling for voluminous supremacy, as my sporadically blinking eyes traced so many pines