The way things work these days, one day you’re not famous at all, and the next day you’re super-famous.
I realize it doesn’t really work this way – in reality there’s a fan-base built up of a core target audience, and then there’s a roll-out to the mainstream.
Whether it’s planned or not is up for debate, and probably varies on a case-by-case basis.
Anyway, over the past two years I’ve woken up on various days, suddenly aware of who Miley Cyrus, The Jonas Brothers, and Lil Wayne were.
I have no idea how I found out about them, why I knew who they were, or anything, but there they were, and I had a full base of knowledge. Like how all little kids know about Superman.
Small aside – while visiting family earlier in the year, as an experiment, I consciously set out to introduce my nieces to Spider-Man, the Hulk, Superman, and Batman. (They are twins – just over two years old each.)
I needed to verify for sure that humans aren’t born knowing about them, like we are with “breathing”.
Anyway, it worked – they didn’t know, now they do. I also introduced them to a bunch of other phrases they could greet their daddy with.
There was nothing quite like watching my brother walk into grandma’s house and having his two innocent daughters run up to him and shriek, “I WANT A BOYFRIEND!!”
I believe, “What…? No, no, no…” was his exact response.
Yeah, so what really spurred this thought was Lil’ Wayne. I don’t get why everyone says he’s like the best rapper ever, or why he’s talked about in hushed tones like he’s the Godfather or something.
It’s like back a few years ago when Kanye West had one album that had been out for one month, but MTV treated him like Elvis. (He has proven to have longevity, so good for him.)
One thing I will say for Lil’ Wayne, is the guy has a lot of tattoos.
He reminds me of Denver Nuggets guard JR Smith, who I’m convinced went to the tattoo parlor and asked the guy to just scribble all over his arm for seventeen straight hours.
Wow, that aside turned into the rest of the post, but being that my brother and his wife (it takes two people to make a third, I am told) have last night informed me they have another offspring on the way, I am too excited to stay on point!
By the way, I’ve requested I be referred to as just “Brian” as opposed to “Uncle Brian”. Is this unreasonable?
I just remember when I was like 16 or 18 or something-teen, I started to feel dumb still calling my uncles by name with the “Uncle” in front, and I want to save my nieces from having that uncertain moment when you drop it for the first time.
In fact, I distinctly remember the first time I did it, and my brother shooting me this look that was like, “Have you gone mad?! What are you doing!?!”
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