I'll do it if I think I can get a cheap giggle, make a point, get away with it, or whenever I feel like it. Apart from that, I'm dead against it. (Woody Allen knew how to throw together a list, now look at him.)
It should never be used as a way of writing a song, unless you have just accidentally written Imperfect List, by Big Hard Excellent Fish, and that has already been done by the band, Big Hard Excellent Fish.
I've linked to McSweeney's Lists over there on the right. They are of varying quality and taste and I won't try and sell you only the ones I like. But the good ones in the huge collection are as good as 30 second fun gets, and you should have a look.
The enjoyment in a really good list is, of course, filling in the blanks that make the rest of the story. What happened off-stage, to the left of the list, that made the writer arrive at this important, fridge-mounted moment?
It's not so for everyone.
I know people who actually earn their living by filling in the blanks, checking, validating, verifying, researching and making the story credible.
Pah.
Thanks and everything, keen eyed observers, but how much more fun is reading the list I found Emergency Contact had made, without the tiresome rigour of sceptical analysis?
On this list, I meet a deadly, funky, sleek adversary. It simply reads.
- laser eyes
- hair removal
- dance lessons
Yeah, Baby!
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