The influence of gaslight or electric light on the growth of paraheliotropic trees

Though done to death / dead horse beatdown / idea for story would be about a Fasshionable Hipster It-Band with no talent, and not very good who got a cult following that responded to their banality and was then consumed and transformed and spit out by the Cultural Industrial Complex into a little CD-Song Factory.

Unfortunately, not a story. That’s how it seems to work.

Ughh. Grossness of grossness. Give me something real — and once it’s real, let’s keep it real.