I really hate scene kids

Now, before I start ranting, I wanted to tell you about something that I actually enjoy (Hard to believe, I know.) I really enjoy music. Who the hell doesn't? Music of many different genres has always appealed to me for some inexplicable reason, so I figured I'd always find some sort of refuge in music when it seemed that the world was against me. That is, until they came along... Scene Kids. You may ask yourself; "But Tom, What's a scene kid?" Well, in all fairness the term was coined in order to depict emo kids, but you can apply it to pretty much anyone. (Anyone who listens to music that is.) Withing the past few decades, most genres of music have their own "scene;" a movement in which a particular style of music defines who you are and apparently manipulates your each and every action and behavior.

Scene kids are poseurs by definition. Rather than enjoying music at face value, the scenesters are intent on finding the hidden meaning in everything; even if it's not there.

To help create some sort of mental image of what an scene kid may exemplify, I'll use the ever so popular emo kid example. Emo kids are easily distinguishable. The dyed, disproportional greasy hair, along with tight/ dark (usually black) clothing, a scowl and the face with tears unceasingly streaming down. Question time; what's the point in dressing like it's Halloween on a daily basis? I'll bet you dollars to donuts, any emo kid will tell you it's to maintain his sense of individuality. Way to go dipshit! Looks like all emo kids can be nonconformists together!

Here we see 2 "Emo Kids" who obviously refuse to conform to cultural norms. You know, they remind me a lot of someone I know...

I'm sure you've seen them everywhere; most likely at shows or concerts, the wallflowers who, seemingly aren't having a good time. Worst of all, you know that anyone at any given venue not into the show or "part of the crowd" has wasted an average of $20 to essentially so something he could have done in the comfort of his own home; listen. At least in your own house, you won't have assholes bump into you and spill alcohol on you. (Unless you're into that sort of thing... And in that event, I think we need to hang out.)

So, why do I now rant and rave about these "fans" gone awry? Well, my dear friend, I believe that question deserves an explanation. Last Friday, Boston's finest Punk Rock band, Darkbuster, had made their way to play a small show in Taunton along side some other guys who, to be honest, I didn't bother watching. Since I've been a fan, Darkbuster has never failed to impress me with the crowds they draw, no matter where they play. That is, until last week. The room was filled with a bunch of High School kids crowded around a barren wooden dance floor. I couldn't believe the travesty I was witnessing, it seemed that no matter how many shows they could have sold out and venues they may have filled in the past, this time, it seems as if it had all been for naught.

Now, undoubtedly, not everyone will be a fan of whomever you happen to be seeing, but 9/10 you can spot the phonies. See you next time.

(Foot Slap)