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06.30.04 (7:31 pm) [edit]

The following is the transcript of a conversation about music that I witnessed earlier this afternoon.

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When I walked into the student lounge she was the only one there. It was impossible not to notice her; she was sitting at a table in the middle of the room, writing in a spiral notebook and singing. Not singing in the way that one normally does in a public place ~ barely discernable and so far under the breath that it sounds almost like praying. No. this was singing in the way that one does when they forget that they are not alone: not quite loud enough to be an obvious performance, but sufficiently loud to indicate that she was completely unaware that anyone could hear her.

As I took a seat a few tables away, and set my lunch down in front of me, I expected her to look up in embarrassment, silenced by the appearance of another person. But she didn’t. In fact, she didn’t look up at all. Rather, she continued to write, and more notably, to sing. Her head down, she seemed equally intent on the words flowing from the ends of her fingers as she did on those leaving her lips. I scanned for headphones, but found none. Cleared my throat. No reaction. Hmmm… I thought, and mentally shrugged as I opened a book and began to eat before ‘clocking in’ for work.

A few moments later a young blonde girl walked in, scanned the vending machine and said “doesn’t that honey bun look delicious?” Her question didn’t seem aimed at anyone in particular, but the singer looked up, silenced herself and tugged awkwardly at her pink t-shirt which read in bold black letters: [i][b]ASPEN. [/b][/i] And then just below it: [i][b]Better In Powder.[/b][/i]

Then she turned to the blonde and said: “Have you noticed how everything is emo this year? I mean, I’ve been emo since I was fucking 12 years old. Seriously, I was fucking hardcore.”

The blonde looked intimidated, shifting on her feet. She said, “I know. It’s lame.”

“No, I’m serious” the singer shot back. By this time, she was on the edge of her seat. “First it was metal heads. Then it was goth.”

“And now it’s emo” said the blonde with kind of pride that comes from having guessed the punchline to a joke moments before its delivery.

[i]“No…” [/i]the singer said seriously, “[i]then[/i] it was punk. Now it’s emo.”

All the blonde could do was giggle.

“It’s so gay,” the singer went on, closing her notebook with a long sigh, deep with resentment. “They’re all just preps in other clothes.”

Silence.

“And you know what it’s going to be next year?” she asked.

“No” the blonde replied sincerely, as though her answer really mattered.

“It’s going to be fucking hardcore,” she said shaking her head. “It’s going to be fucking hardcore. And then… then I’m going to slit my fucking wrists.”

And with that, she gathered her pen and her notebook and walked out of the room with the blonde tagging along behind. And I was left there, in silence, without so much as the honey bun for consolation.

posted by: Lloyd (reply)
post date: 06.30.04 (5:55 pm)

No, next year is going to be rockabilly!

posted by: brogonzo (reply)
post date: 06.30.04 (7:10 pm)

That conversation encapsulates what I hate about popular music and its effect on society -- which really cannot be called culture.

posted by: aWindow (reply)
post date: 07.01.04 (7:04 am)

this is amazing, sad, funny and sobering...

posted by: Michael (reply)
post date: 07.01.04 (7:54 am)

Rock-a-billy is so gay.

posted by: shadowmusic (reply)
post date: 07.01.04 (6:32 pm)

"I’ve been rockabilly since I was fucking 12 years old. Seriously, I was fucking *hardcore* rockabilly.” :-)

posted by: blondebondgirl (reply)
post date: 07.02.04 (7:02 am)

that's an awesome story... so now i have a little one to share (much littler and less eventful then yours but supports your stories point).

posted by: blondebondgirl (reply)
post date: 07.02.04 (7:02 am)

*cracks knuckles*

posted by: blondebondgirl (reply)
post date: 07.02.04 (7:05 am)

my ex-roomie last semester was a hardcore emo chick... i mean she's been that way for years. so, we were sitting in our room and all of a sudden she hears the get up kids playing and she freaks out. i calm her down and say it must be an accident or something or its on the network.

then... a couple of hours later... new found glory's new cd is playing from our neighbors room who were the suspected corporate to begin with.

i tell her to calm down and to stay put, she's a good girl and a little later i go to the bathroom. i come back and shes freakin out, shaking, telling me "it wasn't there cd, i asked him, they said it was playing on the radio, im so sick of this shit, theyve been my fav band for years now they are on fuckin mtv, this is bullshit."

she continued to freak out.

emo fans are very... emo about their music.

posted by: blondebondgirl (reply)
post date: 07.02.04 (7:06 am)

its kind of like my reaction when dido and david gray went mainstream... except i was like "they're not new you dumbass" and gave up.

posted by: blondebondgirl (reply)
post date: 07.02.04 (7:07 am)

i was a hardcore dido fan 8 monthes before any of her songs hit the radio... just to clarify...

posted by: blondebondgirl (reply)
post date: 07.02.04 (7:07 am)

so i guess i get where they are coming from.

posted by: lindy (reply)
post date: 07.02.04 (9:49 am)

I just love the way you captured the scene. I feel like I was there.

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:06 pm)

Reply to: EvilEye

My sentiments exactly...

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:07 pm)

Reply to: Lloyd

Wouldn't that be a hoot, Lloyd??

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:09 pm)

Reply to: brogonzo

Yes... and yet it's strangely fascinating. I must have looked like quite a dork when I grabbed my little notebook out my purse and began copying down everything they said. Not that they noticed... apparently, I had my invisibility cloak on at the time.

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:10 pm)

Reply to: aWindow

Oddly enough, I found it to be more in the revolting/pathetic catagory... but I appreciate your comments none the less. :)

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:11 pm)

Reply to: Michael

Totally.

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:12 pm)

Reply to: shadowmusic

Whoa! Slow down, cowboy! Them are fightin' words! :)

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:13 pm)

Reply to: blondebondgirl

*giggle* @ cracks knuckles! :)

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:16 pm)

Reply to: blondebondgirl

Oh, I understand what you mean. A few years back, I was totally in love with a band called Mandalay... but then Madonna came out and called them her "favorite band" and I have to admit, that sort of soured things for me. I still love their music, but I'd really prefer if Madonna would quit copying me! :)

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.03.04 (8:17 pm)

Reply to: lindy

Thanks! Although in this instance, you should probably be glad you weren't. :)

posted by: Lloyd (reply)
post date: 07.05.04 (7:06 am)

Reply to: juniperflux
Did you kiss Britany before Madonna did too?

posted by: juniperflux (reply)
post date: 07.06.04 (2:08 pm)

Reply to: Lloyd

Well... Britney tried, but c'mon Lloyd, you know I have better taste than that.

posted by: SheSpecies (reply)
post date: 07.08.04 (6:18 pm)

Damn...