Last Sunday, while I was playing Xbox, my little bro (he’s 15, but I’m like more than double his age) asked me if I knew “these songs” obviously I’m unplugged from modern pop music so I didn’t knew a single one, just by curiousity I asked him to play some older music, specifically music from the time I arrived to the country I’m living now and he was fascinated about it.
Keep in mind he was born in this country, we have the same mother but different father, so this is technically “his music” but he never heard it because apparently it was too old, despite being pop hits back in 2006 - 07
Next day, he’s listening old music all by himself, and learning the lyrics. Maybe to impress his friends or whatever. I was never like that, even at his age. Then again after reaching my teenager years I basically stopped having friends. It’s amusing.
I grew up in the 80’s. Was 17 in 1987. So I was at all the right times. But I’m, a mid-90-early 2000’s music fan. Tho there was a lot of good punk in the 80’s.
Man, that’s the truth. Punk kinda got overshadowed publicly, but the bands that were active were just fucking amazing. Sadly, I didn’t discover punk in the eighties lol. I mean, I knew it existed, and I heard some of it. But if it wasn’t the Ramones, it wasn’t something you heard playing on a regular basis, much less with enough good curation. Well, here it wasn’t a common thing to hear.
It wasn’t until the nineties that I had a chance to hear a good amount of punk at all. My first, brief, stint in college was in a decent sized city, and there were some dedicated punks in my classes. One girl was wearing some black flag shirt or another, and it set off a conversation during a smoke break because I asked if that was a metal band lol.
That was my intro to punk, hanging out with that crowd, playing tapes in our cars in between classes and such.
Yep, your story sounds pretty much of how I went through it to. Thanks!