I understand that the people I like & admire are nowhere near as famous as the people most humans like & admire. For example, if I had tweeted something & some huge pop star were to favorite it or retweet it, I'd think it was nice, but not really care much about it. (I generally assume that the super famous have people who handle their social media for them anyway.) So when something happens that makes me happy on Twitter, it's bound to be musicians or comedians or writers that I wish were as famous as the nameless, faceless, usually blonde pop stars that teens look up to & music writers waste time writing about.
I mentioned last week how happy I was for the brief moment - oh so brief! - that the comedy geniuses at Superego followed Self Help Radio on Twitter. (I'm @SelfHelpRadio, by the way. If you want to follow me.) Today something equally exciting happened to me.
One of my favorite bands in the world is My Favorite, who are sort of defunct. The main songwriter, Michael Grace Jr., has an entertaining Twitter feed that I follow, & occasionally briefly interact with. (On Friday we agreed on the greatness of the Psychedelic Furs' Talk Talk Talk for example.) (By the way, Grace's follow-up band to My Favorite, the also-now-defunct Secret History, is amazing too.)
Today, as I was reading that this day in history was the day that James Dean died, at the age of 24, in a car accident, I was reminded of a lyric from the My Favorite song, "James Dean (Awaiting Ambulance)." I looked around for pictures of Dean & then tweeted something to Michael Grace, Jr. Below is the tweet & his response.
As you can imagine, it made me very, very happy.
In the way a retweet from [insert whoever has the number one single in the United States right now] never would.
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