You must be new to the internet...
Brand new, never been here before!
Last night I watched a developer's video on an important update to one of their plugins on YouTube. On the right side of the page, there were links to bunches of videos. I noticed there was a "first listen" by a 25 year old Goth girl who'd never heard the perfect harmonies The Bee Gees did back in the day, live.
As it happens, I wanted to hear the song. It was Bee Gees live on stage with an orchestra behind them, and full pop music band as well.
So I watched it, and of course, the girl was astounded and wondered how anything could be so perfectly performed without computer processing.
In fact, it was an incredible performance, showing how talented and perfectly rehearsed these guys were, and I kind of ignored the girl's comments and listened to the music.
I was greatly amused by the young woman's visual response, though, and told my daughter, who was visiting, about this discovery -- the surprise for me being that some young people simply aren't all that familiar with real deal music.
My daughter said, "Where have you been? There are millions of these videos, this is what the internet is all about now."
I replied, "Seriously, more than one person does this kind of thing?"
"They're called reaction videos. They're on YouTube, Tiktok, Instagram, and several other platforms. They're a thing."
I wondered aloud why anyone would want to watch someone else listen to music. But then, I also wonder why anyone would want to watch someone else having sex, when it's clearly more fun to have sex yourself (I did not say that last thing to my daughter).
I was aware that there are 'unboxing videos' where the idea is watching someone else open a package; I've watched some guitars being demo'd after an unboxing thing. But if I wasn't looking for a guitar at the time, I'd never bother watching them.
I obviously do not belong on any internet thing more recent than the old AOL chat rooms of the '90s.
At some point, one outlives one's usefulness, and the time to realize that is when I'm thinking, "Back in the day...", which is something I think/say more frequently than I would normally care to admit.