If I were to recommend any of the Youtube channels I watch most frequently, I would feel irresponsible. It's a lot of crime scene clean-up, thrift-store vloggers, raw police interrogation footage, at-home cyst-lancing, segments of "The Oprah Show" home video-taped with a camcorder off the TV in the 80s, etcetera. Maybe less shameful--but just as dangerous?--is my affection for Eddie Vedder. He had just quit stage-diving, I think, when I saw Pearl Jam play Boston Garden on their "Vitalogy" tour in April, 1994, a few days after Kurt Cobain died.
