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This weekend was the 19th annual Bridge School Benefit Concert, at Shoreline Amphitheater in Mountain View.

Bridge School seems to draw a vastly different lineup every year. This year was the Year of the Fogey. Neil Young was opening, like he does every year (Bridge School is his pet project) and Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young were closing. In between were Los Lobos, who I used to love when I was a little kid, Emmy Lou Harris, John Mellencamp, and a couple other acts, including the newer groups Good Charlotte (personally I think they should be forced to rename themselves into Not That Bad Charlotte until they come up with some killer songs) and Bright Eyes.

The reason I say that Bridge School is quite meta is that it involves a lot of experiences that aren’t really immediate and are more based on evoking some other feeling… like the first time you heard Ohio, tripping in the back of a VW bus down by the river. New songs? We haven’t heard of those. Except for Mellencamp, who had not one, but two political protest songs that are probably the least poetic songs in the history of folk rock. Fucker. I hate you now. ‘This is the first time in six years that I’ve smelled freedom in this country,’ my ass. What? Are you psychic? Did you actually start hating the Bush presidency before, you know, there was a GOD DAMN ELECTION? Fuck off.

Anyway, there was nothing at Bridge School that could compare with Vanilla Ice’s performance of the Ninja Rap, but I think that selling out is on the rise again, and maybe Ice is going to lose his record. I say this because Emmy Lou Harris came out on stage to sing with Bright Eyes (who, by the way, are essentially the polar opposite of the White Stripes; when the White Stripes play, you find yourself wondering where all the extra musicians must be hiding, because you are hearing way more than two people could possibly produce, but when Bright Eyes play, it’s like, how can you possibly need SEVEN GODDAMN PEOPLE to play this song?) and she was reading the words during the song. I mean that as literally as it can be said: she had on her reading glasses, and she was holding a sheet of paper with the words, often holding her breath for the first part of the line and then joining in, because she didn’t really know the melody. Wow. Yeah, Emmy Lou. You’re hip. You’re with it. Young people are totally going to find you relevant in their lives. Oh yeah, you also brought out Linda Ronstadt to randomly sing with you for one song as a ’surprise’. Nothing gets a bunch of aging hippies harder than a cheap cameo from several decades ago.

Speaking of age disparity, I thought it was funny that the only people smoking pot were over 50. I’m sure Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young were quite a bunch of dangerous, revolutionary hooligans in their day, but the only young people who listen to them are complete squares like me. Funny how the times change. Also, my girlfriend’s dad was at the show (this guy is older than dirt, but cooler than Freon in Fresno) and, while me and the ladyfriend just brought some iced tea, Old Man Dodson snuck in a big-ass flask of brandy. I can’t decide whether I should keep doing the ‘Don’t worry, Mr. Dodson, I’m a swell, upstanding guy who will take good care of your precious angel’ shtick, or just grab a shot glass and ask him to pass the vodka.

Winner for the ’surprisingly least-powered-by-nostalgaia’ moment was Jerry Lee Lewis. I had no nostalgaia for him, because frankly, I didn’t even know he was still alive. But good god, the man can wail. Man. I wonder if I can score a copy of him covering You Win Again. Hank Williams never sounded so good. And yeah, he played Great Balls of Fire, and it was incredible, and the crowd knew it. People got up off their asses and shook it, and I’ll be damned if the Killer didn’t get ten times the applause that Neil Young and his folk-ass band drew. And now, for the rest of my life, I can say that Alexis and I shook our asses with Jerry Lee Lewis. Damn.

Some of you may have noticed the slogan of TooMeta.com: Nobody Wears Digital Watches. It’s the fastest way I could think of to summarize what I see as the major theme of this website; namely, the failure of technology as savior. But it’s also an interesting point to think about.

There are some people who stubbornly maintain that digital watches are infinitely superior to analog watches, and that analog watches prosper solely because of the sheep mentality of consumers, which leads them to choose status over functionality. And, to some extent, that guy in the link is right: that $22,000 unreadable watch does exist solely as a status symbol. And yes, the dials are pretty cluttered on the ‘help, my barometer had sex with a dashboard’ watch. But I think there’s more to it than that.

Standards: most computer users love the existence of standards, unless they’re proprietary, except when they are usable for free, but not if Microsoft likes them. Worrying about the subtle politics of standards isn’t relevant to this argument, though, because, in digital watches, they don’t exist. Everybody knows how to set the time on an analog watch. Everybody. You pull out the little knob on the right, and you turn it until the hands are pointing to where you’d like them, and them you push it back in. If it’s a pocketwatch, the knob may be on the top. “Oh come on,” a digital watch fanatic will say, “It only takes a few minutes to learn how to use a digital watch. I bet your VCR still flashes TWELVE TWELVE TWELVE, you moron.” And they’re right (about the few minutes, not about the VCR), but a) it’s an extra hassle, b) you’ll have to re-learn obscure features every time you need them (b-sub-1: you might have to learn how to cancel obscure features when you enable them by accident), and c) digital watch interfaces, even after you learn them, are clunkily slow. To set the time on a digital watch, you’ll typically follow a sequence like, ‘Hold the TIME button for 5 seconds, at which point the LCD should time start blinking. Press MODE until the hour is set as desired. Press ALARM to advance to the minutes. Press MODE until the minutes are set as desired. Press ALARM to advance to seconds. At this point, pressing MODE resets the seconds to 00. Press TIME to save the changes and exit, or press ALARM to go back to the hour.’

My boss has a Rolex that gains five minutes a week. If I’d paid as much as he did for a watch that couldn’t tell time, I would be pissed the fuck off. But it’s not really a problem to him. He just pops the knob, twiddles it for a couple seconds (sub: dials are wonderful input devices, because they support both frobnicating and tuning; Apple figured this out for iPod and look where it got them), and pushes it back in. Just like you do with every other analog watch. Here’s a brilliant idea for digital watchmakers: use a digital knob that just happens to function exactly like a regular old analog knob. It’s the year 2005; don’t tell me it’s too complicated because I built more complicated circuits than that in college.

Design: digital watches tend to be ugly. I know a lot of geeks will say that only brainless masses follow trends in clothing and so forth and so on, but I think there’s a difference between being trendy and having a frickin’ sense of aesthetics. And all that chunky black matte plastic is god damn bitch-ass ugly. OK? It is. And why are digital watches covered with ads for themselves? Sure, laptop computers have all kinds of ENERGY STAR COMPLIANT INTEL INSIDE POWERX 3D ULTRA WIZARD stickers on the actual computer body… but they’re just stickers. You can take them off if you aren’t a total retard. Digital watch? You’re stuck advertising UBERQUARTZ PANEL 100M DEPTH SHOCKPROOF ACCUROSCOPE 3000 for as long as you’ve got the damn thing.

Some companies do make digital watches with steel cases and wristbands, trying to go for a ‘classier’ look. Then they make the digits an inch tall and warped and distorted, complete with scrolling animation as the seconds tick, so reading your watch is like reading an odometer through a fish bowl. I’ve seen a digital watch that would have looked perfectly respectable, if only it didn’t have a matrix display that looped an animation of a DRAGON BREATHING FIRE THAT TURNS INTO KANJI. Hey man, can I get some V-TEC stickers with that?

There are plenty of good reasons why nobody wears digital watches. We’ll be sure to talk more about them later.