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How did I get so old?
Feb. 26th, 2007 02:38 pmSo today, the last day of my vacation, I'm spending it doing laundry and listening to old 80s compilations via recreating them as a playlist on my MusicMatch. I'm also letting random writing ideas float around my head for two future projects: the as-yet-untitled war novel, and the Whiny Gen-X Novel with the current title of The Decline and Fall of Western Massachusetts.
And it suddenly dawns on me, while I'm listening to older music and thinking about rehashing these two ideas I'd had way back in the day, that I'm really having a problem trying to get into the recent spate of indie rock over the last few years. Not only that, but I'm finding myself listening more and more to the older stuff I still go on about...and realizing that I'm doing what back in the day I promised to myself I'd never do: become a mellowed-out nostalgic goofball whining about how crappy today's music is.
Okay, I give up. I admit it. I'm old. I'm 36 and I'm too poor/busy/distracted to follow the indie scene as closely as I used to. Time to put me out to pasture and write my memoirs. :p
And it suddenly dawns on me, while I'm listening to older music and thinking about rehashing these two ideas I'd had way back in the day, that I'm really having a problem trying to get into the recent spate of indie rock over the last few years. Not only that, but I'm finding myself listening more and more to the older stuff I still go on about...and realizing that I'm doing what back in the day I promised to myself I'd never do: become a mellowed-out nostalgic goofball whining about how crappy today's music is.
Okay, I give up. I admit it. I'm old. I'm 36 and I'm too poor/busy/distracted to follow the indie scene as closely as I used to. Time to put me out to pasture and write my memoirs. :p
