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It's funny, I was just thinking about starting a blog. I wondered about the life cycle of the blogging era, and how it only lasted a short time after long-form content was replaced by short-form content during the rise and fall of Vine. We saw Vine turn into Musical.ly, which turned into TikTok. At nearly 25, I've seen so many different social media evolutions, it's unreal.
I talked to my mom about how my social media addiction started. We used to go to the local library and spend our allotted 30 minutes of free internet time on MySpace. I was maybe 9-10 years old, so she didn't let me talk to anyone, because grownups can be creeps sometimes. It did, however, teach me valuable lessons about connection and coding (gotta get that profile looking good, even at that age). As I got older, my interest in vlogging and blogging developed. I admired people like Dan Howell and Phil Lester, who took their cameras with them everywhere and documented their lives. I followed suit, ultimately not generating the same revenue or following that they did, but I did connect with people that I looked up to in my baby MySpace era. I even got to meet them several times. I never got the tattoo they drew for me though, oops.
My uncanny ability to connect with my heroes started with Fall Out Boy, who have been so generous and kind to me since the day we met in 2013. As a kid, I never got to see them live. Life kept getting in the way. I was busy traveling the world and working hard in theatre, so it never lined up well. By the time I turned 16, though, I was catching every tour I could to make up for lost time. I've been to TV show tapings, world tours, and festivals for them since those humble, early days.
Then, shortly after, I connected with Gabe Saporta from Cobra Starship. He was the first supporter of my first collaborative music project. It was very similar to the early stages of Meet Me At The Altar, who went from internet band to scene powerhouses seemingly overnight. The support of someone who I looked up to so dearly, especially with a project that was just in its budding stages, is incomparable to anything else I've ever experienced. I learned a lot of self-worth from these interactions, and I know you're not supposed to do that, but when a childhood hero sees potential in you, it's hard to not get excited about it.
Now, I'm in a new music project that I'm trying to get Gabe to see. And we're MySpace spacehey friends. Life's crazy like that.
I think this trip down memory lane is pretty fuckin cool.
I also write blog posts for a living now.
And (allegedly), I think I'm seeing Cobra Starship/Gabe on Friday.
Everything comes full-circle, eventually....
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