Allow me to paint you a picture: It’s a brisk spring eve. The familiar scent of stale beer floods the air, while the floor beneath your shoes is faintly sticky from the same.
Strangers from all walks of life surround you, beads of sweat forming on their brow. A generously illuminated stage lies ahead. Its inhabitants play a familiar tune. You know this tune. You all know it. It’s your favorite. Everybody is singing alongWhat a moment this is.
You suddenly feel a desperate urge to document it. You pull out your phone, open Snapchat and hold the record button. You see the red progress bar fill to its capacity and watch as it becomes successfully added to your story. For 24 hours, close friends and people you went to high school with will be able to see that you were at this concert, and they will think you are extremely cool. Read more...