The generation game"Touch my bum, this is life", glowers Richard "Interw3bz" McBeef. I was recently asked "What colour was your hair?", which made me feel well old. Tell us about moments when you realised you were knocking on a bit. Conversely, perhaps you are a sprightly young whippersnapper who is exasperated by the older folks: do tell.
(, Mon 25 Apr 2016, 15:51)
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You know when you're past it when the music you loveis sold on CD packaged with other songs purely because they were released in the same decade, and when your kids refer to music you think is still fresh as 'oldies'.
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mictoboy shitting in your cunt since, Tue 26 Apr 2016, 7:56,
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At the roller discos I take the kids to, the DJ regularly breaks out a bit of "old skool".His definition of "old skool" appears to be the turn of the century.
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monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Tue 26 Apr 2016, 9:02,
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I was listening to a documentary on the radio the other dayAbout music in the sixties...
All the kids cared about then was new stuff. It had to be new, that was the most important thing. Person doing the talking reminisced that they were amazed when they went to a record shop in the city in 1965, and they were selling records that dated back to 1964. As far as they were concerned, that was "old" music.
The point they were making was that it was Radio 1 DJs who made playing old music - "golden oldies" - a "thing". In the first years of pop, music was *completely* disposable.
Fast forward to today and all music from ever is available everywhere all the time. Weird change.
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And yet despite them being utterly disposable that era produced some of the most *perfect* pop songs that haven't been bested in the subsequent 50 odd years.(
Slippery Mick ‏, Thu 28 Apr 2016, 12:59,
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