it's all about the irony now -- can't take something seriously unless i know it's not being taken seriously at all
if a singer screams "are you ready to rock 'n' roll?" and he's serious then i can not take it and it is maddening
on the other hand, if he is yelling "are you ready to rock 'n' roll?" with ironic intent -- that is to somehow call attention to the entire idea of yelling "are you ready to rock 'n' roll?" and those who might do such a thing -- then i can respond heartily, my own send-up of those who might respond to such a thing.
all dancing is ironic dancing. never serious. my dance is always commentary on those who might dance.
what's this mean? that nothing is straightforward enough to be real, perhaps. or something else.
bring it on, motherfuckers!
if a singer screams "are you ready to rock 'n' roll?" and he's serious then i can not take it and it is maddening
on the other hand, if he is yelling "are you ready to rock 'n' roll?" with ironic intent -- that is to somehow call attention to the entire idea of yelling "are you ready to rock 'n' roll?" and those who might do such a thing -- then i can respond heartily, my own send-up of those who might respond to such a thing.
all dancing is ironic dancing. never serious. my dance is always commentary on those who might dance.
what's this mean? that nothing is straightforward enough to be real, perhaps. or something else.
bring it on, motherfuckers!
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