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Originally Posted by choc e-Claire
Fuck you, man. Contrary to what everyone here pretends, we're not all born with obscure underground tastes in music. I was fifteen and I hadn't really thought that much about music before (there were songs I liked, of course, but I wasn't really an album person and I didn't spend money on it), but I had some birthday cash leftover and I took a chance and it just instantly rewired my brain. It hit basically everything I could have wanted at the time, and I quickly became obsessed with not just that band but music as a whole - cue my tastes quickly expanding, the desire for more novelty and noise, then a year later I got on this forum and now I'm a college-aged hipster asshole who listens to Nurse With Wound. But nothing's going to take that teenage joy and admiration from me - maybe you should try and tap into it sometime.  |
We're not that different, at least for now. I just dislike that band - a
lot, and for several reasons. (The only Green Day-adjacent thing I like is Armstrong's line in
This Is 40: "Shut the fuck up, Tom Selleck!" I've yelled variations of that in concerts...) But look, no joke: soon you'll be more of an adult than me, only younger - you'll get your degree(s), hopefully a good job, a car, a house, a stable decent income, a very stable partner (or you'll date constantly; for this post's purposes it's the same, more power to ya), then you'll have new goals, ambitions and dreams about what's next. I have NONE of that and never will. I'm afraid I took The Replacements
a little bit too literally and it's too late to turn back. So, teenage joy? That, and/or a version thereof (as time goes by you discover more, understand more, etc, so The Undertones' "Teenage Kicks" resonates even stronger, believe it or not), is not only one of the few things I have left, but maybe
the reason not to shoot myself in the face.