Cease and Desist

Subject: Cease and Desist
To: Trivium (who are we kidding, just Matt Heafy)
From: Iron Maiden Holdings, LLC.

The partnership and board and band members of Iron Maiden Holdings, LLC wish to inform Matthew to cease and desist from all performances, both public and private, of Iron Maiden's FUCKING SIGNATURE TUNE, Iron Maiden. We would also like to take this opportunity to remind Mr. Heafy that his phonological resemblance to James Hetfield does not make him Mr. Hetfield himself, therefore making any claims to legitimately perform the aforementioned song forfeit. Very, VERY forfeit.

P.S: When you get a chance, please tell Killswitch Engage to stop covering Holy Diver. They literally made Ronnie James Dio cry.

Somnorexia

Somnorexia is defined by the good folks at TIME Magazine as "the voluntary deprivation of sleep" to work, talk to people online in other countries (in my case, the coolest bitch ichiban - everyone else can GTFO) or play shitty games. However, as my mask of sanity recedes into the night and the morning beckons me to toil, my mind plays tricks on me; from the moment I rise to about lunchtime I repeat words in my head with semi-regularity and start to remember times long forgotten. I sometimes even start to miss people. What's with that? I mean, for a guy that merely feels fear and the absence thereof, you really gotta start to wonder. That's about as deep as I go. No, really.

Also: you start to feel heaps less cooler when your own mother has to remind you that you have one more week of uni holidays.

Is a canvas ever blank?

Think about it. If I shine an image on a canvas, is it blank? Does it become blank when we turn the projector off, or when we leave the room? Does extreme skepticism and extreme empiricism ever win out over agnostic rationalism? Highly abstract terms, I know - but I'm using them shake up your thoughts to let seeds take root in your non-belief system.

I was reading in Australian Anthill magazine, a rag for corporate cocksuckers and their aspirant media whore hangers-on (such as myself) to congratulate themselves about the concept of personal branding. Personal branding, like corporate or product branding, uses similar themes and concepts; for example - to gain recognition and sales using a discrete package of repeated symbols to produce predictable outcomes in perception. How does this relate to you, and why are you still reading? I'll tell you.

I use personal branding myself online - the "Crushtor" brand is unique, it's my own. It stands for "maverick" journalism even though you've seen little evidence on it here - yet. My "fake" business cards are shocking and reaction-provoking, and may even attract the odd visitor to this website. The brand perpetuates itself - it is both the means and the end. People also use it unconsciously online via Facebook. A few people in my friends list have begun to "brand" themselves as the ultimate party girl/boy - the "most popular girl/boy in school" motif that many people aspire to be themselves, sort of like the "Paris Hilton effect." How do they do it? It's actually quite simple.

First of all, they insert themselves into as many avatars as possible. Their image in another's avatar elevates them to the status of "everyone's best friend." The non-verbal communication runs two fold and circuitously compliments both strands:

  1. The party boy/girl establishes his/her brand by having their image grace as many avatars as possible.
  2. The less astute/popular boy/girl ascends to popular status due to the "party boy/girl" being in their avatar.
It could be that Western need for attention and popularity rearing its ugly head again (as most cases are) but it could be used as a powerful tool for success, networking and business opportunities. Being seen on Facebook or MySpace often enough means you expose yourself to more people than you otherwise would. Finish it off with store-bought attractiveness (verbal, not physical) and you're an instant winner.

Keeping up social engagements to be snapped on Facebook seems to be more important than the event itself, at least to some. Like most brands, there's only grains of reality that are buried beneath tons and tons of spin, flashiness and purr words. How can you tell X that Y isn't all that they're cracked up to be in the face of that? Well, it's not that easy to answer. As a journalist, its hard to win a PR war with the truth when the almighty image tells you something else.