<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post8097243888781247591..comments</id><updated>2010-01-10T23:50:32.558-08:00</updated><category term='amy diamond'/><category term='Vanessa Hudgens Is Every Girl Who Broke My Heart In Middle School (All Eleven-ish of Them)'/><category term='CAN&apos;T SPELL PULL UP THE PEOPLES WITHOUT &quot;UP&quot; OR &quot;LUPUS&quot; (ACTUALLY A DOG)'/><category term='kevin nealon'/><category term='Controversy'/><category term='ke$ha'/><category term='Radio Disney'/><category term='SHELLEY DUVALL MOTHER GOOSE ROCK &apos;N&apos; RHYMELAND'/><category term='miley cyrus&apos;s trumpet'/><category term='B is for Literature'/><category term='ARMOURED BE-AH'/><category term='Rihanna'/><category term='BSG'/><category term='Kelly Clarkson'/><category term='hannah montana/miley cyrus'/><category term='it&apos;s curtains for you MOUSE'/><category term='britn3y sp3ars'/><category term='eminem'/><category term='Jukebox'/><category term='Taylor Swift'/><category term='Lovemarks'/><category term='hunh hunh hunh hunh'/><category term='Beaties'/><category term='mike jones who mike jones who mike jones who mike jones who mike jones who mike jones'/><category term='Kelis gets her own tag now'/><category term='jesus junk'/><category term='Ashlee Simpson'/><category term='Skye Friday'/><category term='Paris Hilton'/><category term='pastries'/><category term='How come no one pays me to make GOOD self-indulgent movies?'/><category term='kill me kill me kill me'/><category term='attempted neologisms'/><category term='Aly and AJ'/><category term='pious marlin party coin'/><category term='MySpace'/><category term='Onika Maraj'/><category term='Mislabeled Monday'/><category term='I Have Decided to Cite Scooter as a Literary Influence[exclamation point]'/><category term='Lovato Street Team'/><category term='History of Jop'/><category term='Fergie'/><category term='muxtape'/><category term='kelis'/><category term='Brie Larson'/><category term='G-rack occasionally means having to say you overreacted (and probably didn&apos;t read carefully enough the first time through)'/><category term='dave moore'/><category term='Axis of Shevil'/><category term='bdbgs'/><category term='War on Lindsay'/><category term='kill me kill me kill me prologue'/><category term='Ongoing Yearly Lists'/><category term='k-tunk k-sunk k-runk k-qunk etc.'/><category term='crtxtcism'/><title type='text'>Comments on The Cure for Bedbugs: In the Year 2000</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/feeds/8097243888781247591/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html'/><author><name>Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13148394237957464053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpkGUi7Hvj8/TcbQgh3rlGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xWgPsmj4H8c/s220/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-05-08%2Bat%2B12.41.58%2BPM.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-2548088500778708763</id><published>2010-01-10T23:50:32.544-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:50:32.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;quot;2000 was somehow easier to handle - I had le...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;2000 was somehow easier to handle - I had less choice about the music I surrounded myself with and so loads of things seeped into my consciousness without me even knowing - but this means I always DID know about them, and I feel less like a stranger in the land of my own music taste.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I feel almost identical about these two years. Whereas the music of 2000 became part of the fabric of my everyday life, 2001 feels oddly disparate and maybe even clinical. More on that later tho.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/2548088500778708763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/2548088500778708763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html?showComment=1263196232544#c2548088500778708763' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-8097243888781247591' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/posts/default/8097243888781247591' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-889814597'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-3961541306317972768</id><published>2010-01-10T23:50:23.403-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:50:23.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blimey Dave, until reading this blog post just now...</title><content type='html'>Blimey Dave, until reading this blog post just now I honestly thought you were older than me! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m finding 2001 rather difficult from a nostalgia perspective: the music I listened to in my first two years at college was either 20+ years old or was limited to an extremely narrow subset of 2001 indie rock (ie stuff that would get played at the Reading festival). I&amp;#39;d hazard a guess that out of the 2001 nominations I knew of before starting the poll, I heard about 50% of them later on (ie in 2005-2009). At the time I wilfully blocked myself out from pop music and kinda feel like a fake repping for certain things when I slagged them off mercilessly at the time. However I remember thinking that because I was catching up with so much older stuff, it didn&amp;#39;t seem that important to hear what was going on *now*. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2000 was somehow easier to handle - I had less choice about the music I surrounded myself with and so loads of things seeped into my consciousness without me even knowing - but this means I always DID know about them, and I feel less like a stranger in the land of my own music taste.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/3961541306317972768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/3961541306317972768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html?showComment=1263196223403#c3961541306317972768' title=''/><author><name>katstevens</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-8097243888781247591' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/posts/default/8097243888781247591' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-889814597'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-5242333790449064615</id><published>2010-01-10T23:50:05.905-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:50:05.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Also, the difference between inserting myself into...</title><content type='html'>Also, the difference between inserting myself into the stream of culture then and now was that then, if I found myself in the stream, it was kind of a by-product of my social situation. Whereas now, though it&amp;#39;s sometimes by-product-like (hearing stuff on the radio I haven&amp;#39;t heard before, say), I still feel like I&amp;#39;m constantly navigating -- not with any particular direction in mind (by 2009 I&amp;#39;m more naturally open to hearing just about anything, I think) but scanning it consciously as both a leisure/pleasure object (&amp;quot;do I like this? Does this make me feel good?&amp;quot;) and as a more consciously intellectual object (&amp;quot;quick: do a brief scan of the history of pop and find referents, similarities, etc.&amp;quot;). In short I was perceptive but ignorant, and you can&amp;#39;t get your ignorance back any more than you can get your innocence back.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/5242333790449064615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/5242333790449064615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html?showComment=1263196205905#c5242333790449064615' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-8097243888781247591' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/posts/default/8097243888781247591' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-889814597'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-5178002656964635063</id><published>2010-01-10T23:49:57.505-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:49:57.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I&amp;#39;m actually not very good at dating girls. Th...</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m actually not very good at dating girls. The ones that I like me I tend to stay with for awhile and/or marry.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What&amp;#39;s funny is that by the time I was sixteen this radically changed, almost overnight, and without any clear culture war happening in contemporary music to my knowledge. (2001 and 2002 I still count as particularly weak years in music, actually.) Various early 00&amp;#39;s ILM culture wars were still beyond my grasp and/or internet blinders until I was about 18 or so. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a lot of the best music on those charts is stuff I hadn&amp;#39;t heard: Alizee, &amp;quot;With Those Shoes?&amp;quot; and maybe even the Toni Braxton song, not that it was particularly British. A lot of stuff I feel more passionately about now (like Dixie Chicks &amp;quot;Goodbye Earl&amp;quot;) I didn&amp;#39;t notice at the time.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/5178002656964635063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/5178002656964635063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html?showComment=1263196197505#c5178002656964635063' title=''/><author><name>Dave</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-8097243888781247591' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/posts/default/8097243888781247591' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-889814597'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-9150308111756350426</id><published>2010-01-10T23:49:47.603-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:49:47.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;quot;how to date Girls&amp;quot; 
 
Any advice? 
 
&amp;q...</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;how to date Girls&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Any advice? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;As I look over the Poptimists lists, especially the Top 40, there are very few songs I recognize that I can remember feeling too passionately about.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, it&amp;#39;s based on what made the British charts and the British dance scenes, and the vast majority of voters aren&amp;#39;t into using the polls to discover new music (I think the Americans are searching the lists more than the Brits are because otherwise we&amp;#39;re left out of the argument and have trouble coming up with ten per heat). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;insert myself into the stream of culture and see where the tides take me&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is easier for me now than when I was fifteen (not that it&amp;#39;s particularly easy now); in 1969 - in fact from 1964 on - we were in a culture war that dwarfs any current culture wars, and no song seemed to code neutral in the conflict.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/9150308111756350426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/8097243888781247591/comments/default/9150308111756350426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html?showComment=1263196187603#c9150308111756350426' title=''/><author><name>Frank Kogan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.cureforbedbugs.com/2009/07/in-year-2000.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11515741.post-8097243888781247591' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11515741/posts/default/8097243888781247591' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-889814597'/></entry></feed>
