Thom Yorke played a secret DJ gig last night, and I guess I’m glad that someone taped it on his phone so that I could enjoy a part of it too.

But, at the past few concerts I’ve attended, I’ve gotten upset by the number of people who seem more concerned with capturing the experience than actually engaging in the experience themselves. If I were Thom Yorke I would want people to be, you know, dancing, not trying to keep their arms as steady as possible.

Part of people’s preoccupation with pictures and video is the proof that they were there. And they would claim that they want to share the show with someone like me who wasn’t fortunate enough to be in the right place at the right time. But how much of sharing anything is actually about possession? You can have this because I’m letting you have it, like a kid who says you can borrow his Ninja Turtle as long as you don’t let it touch the “lava”? I think that’s the ugliest part of this trend: All of the sharing is conditional, which makes it way more selfish than altruistic. If you take Thom Yorke’s picture, maybe you do take part of his soul.