listening to "Pioneers - Bloc Party"

This song always reminds me of the early days of videoblogging and the “new media revolution.” (partial lyrics)

“…We promised the world, we’d tame it,
What were we hoping for.

A sense of purpose and a sense of skill,
A sense of function but a disregard.

We will not be the first.
We will.

We said we were going to conquer new frontiers,
Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast.
…

Breathe in, breathe out.

So here we are reinventing the wheel,
I’m shaking hands with a hurricane.
It’s a colour that I can’t describe,
It’s a language I can’t understand.
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you,
Carving lines into you
Dripping down the sides of you

We will not be the last.”