The weirdest thing about reaching your mid to late 20s is the slow dawning realization that you are no longer that youthful. I'm sorry to break it to you dude, but there's a whole generation out there who are old enough to drink and fuck, but who do not care and cannot remember loads of stuff you do, like pre-Justin Timberlake era MySpace and low-rise jeans and the Olsen twins. People are born and then they get older and the world keeps spinning: that's just how it works.To that end, if you were a teenager during the early to mid 2000s, there is a high chance you are well-versed in a bunch of indie tracks that now feel depressingly distant. You will remember a time when problematic boys in skinny jeans who play guitars didn't make people wince. You will remember when one of your mates earnestly carved the words "gin and tea cups" into their arm with a Stanley knife from the art department. You will remember when Dev Hynes wasn't a New York pop producer but the heavy-fringed lead singer of Test Icicles. You will remember when Preston from the Ordinary Boys walked off Never Mind the Buzzcocks in a cardigan made from sequins. You will remember when the indie subculture was an integral part of the teenage experience, rather than a genre for un-woke dads.But what do actual teenagers today think about all the indie hits of the 2000s? Do they think Kate Nash is, like, totally relatable or does she just seem like someone's kooky cousin who makes nursery rhymes in a mockney accent and a floral dress? Does anyone smoke weed to The Horrors anymore? Are Bloc Party an actual thing for people who've not finished school yet? Did we dream all that up? Where have the years gone?Continue reading on Noisey.
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