Comments, comments, comments

This lent, as many of you know, I have given up youtube, a source where I get musical ideas and amusements that last for hours on end.

One of my favorite parts of youtube are the youtube comments – a place where I can get a kick out of what a computer connector says. The kick is never too hard, I’ll tell you that. Before I move on, let me say that I call him or her a computer connector because we’re all connected through the computer. In a way, the computer is the bridge between individuals and united peoples. It is also a source from which I find some interesting stories.

As I was perusing the comments under The Killers’ Mr. Brightside, I found one person who was more than appreciative of the instrumental version of Mr. Brightside that someone posted up. Here’s the actual remark:

"oh my god! i used to have this one pair of headphones that were broken. they had like a loose wire in them. so it wouldnt play the words, just the sound. i used to listen to this song on my cd player for HOURS! when i finally had to throw them away i wanted to seriously cry b/c i thought that i would never be able to hear this again w/out words. then i had this sudden thought bout 20 minutes ago to look it up as instrumental. yay! i wanted to jump up and down!!"

Whenever I read this I build up this poignant feeling, I can’t explain. It reminds me of times when you have something that is not quite perfect or is the mainstream preference and yet, paradoxically, its imperfection is what makes it perfect to you. And ain’t that a gratifying, comforting feeling. Yes, it is and it’s lovely too.