I don't know if its because I'm a 'starter' (as my brother says: 'Kate you know what your 'problem' is? You're a starter. There is no alternator, no timing belt, no brakes... just a starter. You never finish things or even really do them, you just get them going and walk off.') or if its that I prefer, over most all other forms in which things can be, things to be 'in theory,' but I find approximately 5/6ths of my conversations with everyone I know to start with the manic sentiment: 'Wouldn't it be cool if we did/made....'
These conversations have always proliferated in the house which I share with 2 other similarly disillusioned graduates (heretofore referred to as 'The Nunnery,' a sobriquet coined by our friend Ging ostensibly because it is located in Nunhead, a little borough of SE London known for being overlooked, unspectacular and located in between New Cross --known mainly for its tragically hip art-student inhabitants-- Peckham --known mainly for its stabbings-- and Brockley --known mainly for its yummy mummys getting their foot on the bottom rung of the London property ladder-- but mainly because no one who lives here or hangs out here ever gets any.) Safely shackled in the confines of full-time employment I was free to spend my evenings kicking back in the Nunnery, talking loads of shit about all the cool stuff I, regrettably, could never do... These conversations were usually initiated by things like:
the television programs we were watching: 'wouldn't it be cool if we wrote a full length feature script based loosely around a fictionalized account of the film crew who worked on former Dateline series To Catch a Predator'
the books we were reading: 'Wouldn't it be cool if we remade Moby Dick...as a musical...using sock puppets'
the absurd 'holiday' projects we'd never be able to afford: 'Wouldn't it be cool if we shot out the window, the entire 7 day journey of the Siberian Express...both windows... in HD then mounted two wide screen plasma tvs on either side of the room and set out chairs facing forward in a row...and locked ourselves in the room for 7 days.'
In April 2008, I was made redundant from my 9-5 and feeling especially drunk on both newkie-brown and a tidy redundancy package. One night, soon after my flatmate Corrie and I began jumping off one of our mutual spring boards for delusion and, camera in hand, locked ourselves in possibly the most destructive game of chicken in which I have ever been engaged (and I have voluntarily urinated on myself under no force other than my own stubborn will, on more than one occasion. -That's actually more or less a complete lie except insofar as its used a literary device. As literary device it is true as illustrates fairly accurately the benchmark of destruction which this endeavor has passed.)
As I said, I was a bit drunk and uncharacteristically happy this one evening and Corrie surreptitiously approached from an angle with a tin offering in hand. The conversation that followed went something like this:
Corrie: So I was thinking about the 'Wouldn't it be cool if we started a ukulele fronted early 90s top 40 cover band' thing....
Kate: Corrie! Give up. We are NEVER doing that. It's a BAD idea.Corrie: Wait wait hold on, I know i know I was thinking I've seen the bigger picture here.... Wouldn't it be cool if....
Kate: No.
Corrie: Wait hear me out.... We made a web series about us starting a ukulele fronted early 90s top 40 cover band that just makes music videos for you tube... and is a really bad idea.
Kate: Short videos of us self-deprecatingly making bad videos based on other bad videos, ey? I'm liking how far removed I am from any semblance of reality in this scenario... and how much video is involved.... And, I don't actually have to practice or perform!
Corrie: And then we could like do all the music videos that you were talking about for the 90s songs and I could get all the outfits...
Corrie: But I've found these really cute neon high-top trainers.
Kate: Wait a minute...Wouldn't it be cool if we made an entire web-series about us making a web series about a ukulele-fronted early-90s cover band that only remakes early 90s music videos but really it would be about two people who have overly excited mediocre ideas that they build into mighty empires in their minds when really they are bad ideas. The entire series would take place in one evening, an evening like this and it would just be us talking a load of shitty bad ideas about all the things we think would be cool if only we had the time to make them......wait.... I don't have a job. Shit wait. Remember this; I'm going to set up the camera. Get some more beer. Remember right now and we are going to recreate this exact conversation onto the camera and then continue having this entire conversation. Then we can edit it and go back and make all the scenes we think up tonight and splice them into the footage of us having these bad ideas... It'll be like an elaborate exercise cum homage to failure, to bad ideas, to this whole generation's fucking obsession with realizing their own shitty bad ideas and taking up time and space and energy and resources to make all this crap without really thinking about it. It'll be a statement. A shitty half thought statement about shitty half thoughts that people think are brilliant in casual conversation but would never really be brilliant realized... It's brilliant.
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