ultimately i think playdate is a totem, an object to destroy with rage that might better be aimed at capitalism. it just happens to cross the gaze in just such a way, and this happens to be the place where i disseminate
i looked at the youtube premiere for the playdate update and it has hundreds of thumbs ups and zero thumbs down and every comment is rapturous applause and i mean - it seems to be bringing these people joy. how can i argue with that?
i just want to want better. i want to be excellent so i can have the self-worth to reflect on its lack in the world. i want to bring as many people joy as possible! we should all want that, maybe, but we’re busy surviving instead
playdate will probably be perfectly fine and maybe i shouldn’t have the “right”, don’t possess the authority or care enough to educate myself, to speak any darkness against the joy it will surely bring.
but
what does playdate enable? what experiences does it aim to provide? what assumptions does it make? who is it for? like busted said, these meta-discussions are exhausting but i think they naturally arise. at this moment, this product - these thoughts follow.
when i make music i want every possible ear, but is this sustainable? my music is all pwyw, after all, and hardly anyone hears it or pays for it.
do these niches only exist now by shooting at the higher notches of class? can you only win if you follow the money? the price-insensitive?
buy into the fundamental assumptions of our economy and
compete in the struggle for dollars?
mozart for portions of his life subsisted on commissions from nobility. it’s nothing new. keita takahashi probably got paid to make a game for this thing. maybe that’s how it has to be.
can the beauty mozart composed even be entirely extracted from each miserable requisite preceding its creation? we should pay everyone to exist!!! how many artists have we failed to allow to produce their inevitable beauty in seek of endless profit???
and from this window i view the playdate and i bask in confusion! i am alarmed at how boiled my frog has become