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Internet escapist, pain is for the sadist, joy's for the boy or the girl who wants to take it, caught inside a web called the World Wide Web, accessed at a desk or while lyin' in a bed, people burnin' like a fire for their purpose and desire, migration through cyberspace is required, conveniences override the grievances, technology represents what genius is, the world's changed since we all got online, web-based communities have spawned with time, and your friends become different in the modern age, when you end up only bein' friends on a MySpace page, personal relations and intimate sex replaced with grainy videos and Internet text, which for many's still better than their empty alternative, thankful in life for their online services, access to millions of archives of hard drives has turned normal people into hackers part time, piracy happens so often, it's even more common than jaywalkin', messages sent to kids in bloggin', business models even followin' the trend to get on them, and spread through the social networks, the Internet's a rich tapestry that goes and festers, a new way to live and enrich one's life, you can shop and read and watch the screen and write, you can listen and chat, create a digital map, look up the most obscure and interesting facts, play games, make names, or vandalize, other pages, girls can have dates with random guys, and so much more, it's the future of existence, life goes on with computers at our fingers
UK rapper and composer Oscar reconnects with his youth on a sleek, diaristic LP influenced by ’90s hip-hop and '00s R&B. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 21, 2024