What is "IN" and what is "FINITE"

It only takes one month. 30 days, my friends, can turn a pauper to a priest and a rich man to ashes. This is not the case across the map. It is not a common demographic from town to town and state to state that demonstrates every infinitesimal difference accrued by living as a lost soul in a town like Hollywood. For such a standard can only be set in aforementioned area. There are no quips here; no clever puns that can break you from the bonds that you, yourself, set. Once you enter this realm, there are only two options: infinite success and epic failure. Ergo, those that do succeed are the ones that can discern the "IN" from the "FINITE." You see, the "IN," the popular culture that is ever-changing and adapting to the wants and needs of the public, is a quality that will never die. It is a sense that can never be abolished. It is the alpha and the omega of your high school drama. The "FINITE," however, is the rebellion. It is the creation and the art. It is the muse. It is the outstanding voice that tells the "IN" to fuck off if they choose to consistently abide by a crooked status quo. The "FINITE" is the lucifer of modern classicism. But the conflict between these ideologies begs the question: what is the higher road to success.

About a week ago, my cousin and I were among the lucky masses that witnessed the brilliance that is Thom Yorke. Chances are if this name does not strike you as familiar, you fall under the category of the "IN crowd." Unlike most popular musicians, Yorke does not abide by a standard of what music should be. He does not augment his sound to serve the purpose of the media. He does not compromise in his live appearances or in life as it stands. Thom Yorke is enlightened. Because of this singularity, this factual outcome of nature, he will never be acceptable as a viable radio network-worthy entity amongst the Clear Channel bourgeoisie. Yet the people still come in troves and masses. Even the "IN crowd" members that have bared witness to his art would admit to his superiority over the radio elites. That makes him a media pirate and his discography a manifestation of pirate radio. But populous has placed a glass ceiling on what he does. That makes him the "FINITE."

About three years ago I watched Kanye West take the stage at Grant Park. He is the "IN." However, Kanye's music is reliant almost exclusively on the talent of others. If there were no good samples to be had, this self-proclaimed "musical genius" would cease to be. There is no ingenuity. Just a facade placed so casually that originality is easily and wrongly implied. He is an archetype for this subsection. As tens of thousands observed, I walked away. My scene is not defined by what it is popular. In fact, it is exemplified by what is not. I am not into what is "IN." I am a loser.

I am a loser. I want to stress that fact. I am a loser. I am the "FINITE." I will be limited. I will be oppressed. I will be critiqued. But I will not falter in my stance. Just as there is no "I" in "team," one can say there is no "good" in "pop culture." I've never listened to Kid Cudi, but I know every lyric written by Mother Mother and can guarantee that the latter has deeper significance. The meaning behind a song shouldn't be about a hairdo or a clothing brand. It is about a genuine experience that would be inconceivable by any other human being, but is still significant to every human being. And that is why I will never be a "Kid Cudi." I am "FINITE." I am a "Thom Yorke." But I am a fighter. So bring on the "IN."