Binge watching as a way to remember
From 1998 to 2003, I didn’t watch television or listen to pop music. I was too cool. (Newsflash to self: I wasn’t cool; I was young). At the time I was bunkered down in Detroit, submerged in edgy, underground house and techno. Then at night, while everyone was watching TV, I was either napping or preparing to make it another late night at the club. The late nineties were my early twenties. I wasn’t hostile towards all forms of tech — I frequented a Detroit techno listserv, for example, and signed up for Friendster to talk for free with my international DJ and promoter friends at a time when cellular rates were still ridiculously high. I simply had no use for mainstream entertainment.
What this means is that I completely missed the start…
