Wednesday, April 9, 2008

In the Garage I feel safe, no one cares about my ways


The American Garage, a place where we laugh, we cry, we shout obsceneties at our malfunctioning automobile. Jackson's interpretation of the garage is quite accurate. Although I'd like to modify his analysis a little. He stated that the garage was a place of recreation. I agree with that but I see it as somewhat of a medium in terms of domestication between being outside and being in the house. For example a work bench could easily be in the house but of course that won't do, a place that has all the modern conveniences such as light and electricity but also has the ability to be trashed from time to time is needed. The garage band will also shares the experience with the tinkerer, of course it would be easy to play inside but this would inconvenience other people living in the house due to the loud nature of jam sessions. Electricity is needed so the garage becomes the perfect habitat. One aspect that has changed since Jackson's article, the perfection of the garage door opener. Of course it had been invented by '97 but these days you will be extremely hard pressed to find a garage lacking in one.