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PCP: YouTube Live

Watching Wednesday #7 – Weak Watching

YouTube Live: Live, Die, Replay

The short of it: It’s the fast food of media consumption: easy, quick, and someone else does it all for you. 

Alright, this is gonna be a weird one. Well, maybe not weird, but unorthodox. It’s not nearly as weird as my lame clause comma statement format, but still.

So I’ve become a huge fan of this whole creepily-automatic, “24/7 LIVESTREAM TV SHOW PLAY NOW” that pops up on YouTube Live. It’s everything from Fox News to Animal Fights to Family Guy. And it’s that last one that’s been occupying my free time.

It’s a bit of a twofold guilty pleasure. For one, it’s all pretty much garbage in terms of content (at least, for me, there’s like Nat Geo and fancy learnin’ stuff I ain’t clicking on). And it’s like lazy pirating, where I don’t like the content enough to seek it out on my own.

Look, I love Family Guy. Season one is absurdly good for a pilot season, and season two continues that trend. Although season three reveals that petering off into absurdity (c wut I did thur) that derails the next decade, it’s still a fantastic collection of humor and character.

Then it got worse.

But somehow, it got better. Despite a lack of a showrunner or truly funny character, the show reclaimed itself as a staple of network humor with its grasp of absurd and classic humor. Something as simple as one character greeting a background character is complimented by an extended meta-humor joke, resulting in a show that manages to both laugh with and at itself.

The end result is some random YouTube channel under an obnoxious name, either John Smith or PETER GRIFFIN LOL LIKE FAMILY GUY, streaming the latest episodes of the show. Despite being a chronological deposition of Family Guy’s humor, these channels end up being the most enjoyable background noise available. It’s like white guy white noise– there’s a cutaway you can chuckle at before the show cuts back to some trite “Character X discovers they can do Y” plot.

Basically, this is the best way to enjoy a show that started as both a copy of and modernized rival of The Simpsons.

Watch season one of Family Guy. But also watch the latest as a testament to how unimportant thinking is between laughing.

 

PCP: Big Quint

Watching Wednesday #4 – WOOH WOOH

BIGQUINT INDEED: Big Ain’t Big Enough

The short of it: Big Quint’s genuine reactions manage to amplify and simplify the high and low points of albums. His emphasis on what sounds good is a different kind of review with the same value as the kind that picks apart ever snare. 

Big Quint’s a murderer.

Two chairs lost their lives trying to support Quint’s ample frame as he bounced along to the newest hip-hop– Kendrick Lamar’s DAMN. is the latest to snap the legs of a chair.

Quint’s channel is a pretty straightforward reaction channel– not my favorite kind of content, but it’s one that has its place in the annals of YouTube. He gives an intro, reacts to the music, cuts about halfway for a snack break/monologue, then resumes, before giving his final opinion on the album or track.

Fortunately for us, Quint’s truly just a fan of music. He’s honest with his opinions and genuine with his reactions; his reactions are often his first time listening to an album. Unlike other reviews or reactions from more technical critics, Quint lets his ears do the thinking for him. If it bangs it bangs, if it doesn’t it doesn’t.

Every month or so, I revisit his reaction to J. Cole’s 2014 Forest Hills Drive, an album I already loved before watching Quint’s reaction.

 

I do the same with Kanye West’s The Life of Pablo; every once in a while, I use Quint’s videos to remind myself of how damn good these albums are. I enjoyed them when I listened to them, sure, but for Ye, I had trouble digesting it after all the Taylor Swift nonsense and some of the worse lines on the album (bleach).

But then there’s Quint, bouncing along, chuckling at the dumb stuff but still vibing out to the beautiful production and braggadocious lyrics.

I guess it’s just a reminder of how wrapped up in ourselves and society we can get, and how we can subconsciously make ourselves enjoy things else. Yeah, we need critical analysis and discussion about the finer points of music and artists. But at the same time, man, why can’t we just lose it when we hear that drop on G.O.M.D or Father Stretch My Hands? Thankfully, we got Quint to remind us to snap and shout along with dope music.