Sometimes I find myself listening to the members of one easy-to-ridicule Bay Area-specific subculture absolutely TRASHING members of another easy-to-ridicule Bay Area-specific subculture and it evokes a sense of cozy placefulness

I Saw the TV Glow is one of the best representations of a cluster of feelings and sensations I had throughout my teens and early 20s that I could never put into words. A mournful alienation paired with this ominous feeling that I might be living in a hostile simulation.

In which I work to further reduce the number of wheels it takes for me to get somewhere fast