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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

on the rise of fancy dress amongst ordinary man

Any of you on Facebook? Have you noticed that it seems that with each month, more and more of the pictures of you and and your friends seem to be in fancy dress? Does every major party have to be fancy dress these days? It seems so, and there are more and more fancy dress clubnights springing up and gathering momentum too.



I suggest 2 reasons for this.

The first is that simply people are getting more and more bored with going out. This is just how we are, we get bored of everything very quickly. Bored of drinking in the local, bored of clubs and DJs, bored of nice meals at gastropubs, bored of nice cocktails in a nice bar, bored of big gigs, bored of secret intimate gigs and so on. Not to say these things are on the decline, but as a bunch we continually are striving for anything different to distract us into having fun again.

The second is the rise in how easy it is to take and share digital photos. Camera phones, cheap cameras, and Facebook/MySpace/Bebo. When I first started going out as a teenager, there were very few photos of it, and you would see them maybe once, and then no-one could be bothered to get them re-copied. Now, you can't even go out without there being a 30 pictures of the night out easily sorted, tagged, and available to view on a social network that everyone checks at least once a day.

The negative result of this is that instead of nights out being just a thing to enjoy in the moment, they sometimes become goal-orientated towards getting pictures of the night. If you're in any party or club, you will see some people spending as much time posing and taking pictures as doing anything else.

This is clearly crazy - have you ever been to a breathtaking tourist spot, e.g. Angel Falls, and seen a hustle of Japenese tourists simply come in, pose, take about a million pics and then move off, without taking any of the beauty in? It's the same insanity.

Previously, it would be your memories of the night out that would be all you have to judge it by.

But now, you now have lots of accessible pictures. Since the pictures are permenantly there, and easily shared and discussed - we can, and do, look at them over and over and smile - then the quality of a night out becomes associated with how good the pictures are from it, to a point where the the pictures become a more visceral measure of quality than our own memories of it.

This is why more and more nights are becoming fancy dress, or require some other extraordinary feature that will good in pictures. Simply because the history books are being written in online conversation more than in traditional conversation, and the nights which will acquire the most notorioty are those that look best in digital, as opposed to mental, images.

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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

splashmob waterfight, Hyde Park,

My friend at work told me about this today. A spontaneous waterfight, lasting for 10 minutes only, 1pm Saturday 14th July. It was reported in the London Lite, and their article is based on the Facebook entry.

Mr Hamill, 20, a music student from Clapham, said he had suggested the water fight as a good way to celebrate the start of the summer but within 24 hours of mentioning it to friends, word had spread and 5,000 people had signed up to take part.

Today, his page on Facebook - which has become one of the most popular social networking websites in the UK - boasts 75,000 registered "friends".


This sounds totally awesome, and I totally there.

The other bit of news is the identity of the Virginia Tech shooter and his ex, which I read about on the Sun:

Emily was a popular first-year animal sciences student who dreamed of becoming a vet.
On her MySpace page she told in October how she had just met a “wonderful guy”.
Yesterday a memorial page on website Facebook was flooded with tributes from devastated pals.


What struck me is that in both stories, one frivolous and local, and the other a serious global tragedy, the national press's role has basically been to read Facebook and tell us about it.

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