‘Me,’ colon ‘Kitsch,’ colon ‘A Rope of Sand’

So, in case my introductory post was insufficient, I thought I ought to introduce myself more formally and in some more detail.

I’m Matthew Blythe, an aspiring writer and avid consumer of pop culture in all of its avenues (as I think it says on my… Gravatar profile, whatever the fuck that is). I love books and I LOVE kitsch, both of which I hope to feature extensively in the blog.

Kitsch is one of those slippery concepts, but I think of it as… for instance the moment on SNL where Jim Breuer and Colin Quinn’re doing the umpteenth edition of the ‘Joe Pesci Show’ sketch, and their REAL-LIFE COUNTERPARTS, Pesci and De Niro, walk out to a solid two minutes of thunderous applause, Quinn and Breuer go dead silent, and Pesci kneecaps them both – that’s kitschy, right?

OR, the end of that episode of Family Guy with the nuclear holocaust, where it turns out the whole thing was Pamela Ewing’s dream and Bobby asks ‘What’s Family Guy?’ THAT’S KITSCHY, RIGHT?

So, I live for that shit. How ’bout you?