Aug 09, 2008 12:42
So.
My usual Fall Out Boy scenester email update arrives in my inbox, and I can't help but crack a little smile for nostalgia. Of course, its the kind of nostalgia I imagine recovering heroin addicts feel surges of when they see those diabetic syringes behing the CVS counter...but none the less, I've escape the scene by the skin of my teeth with palms and wrists entact (or whatever those friggen lyrics are). So maybe I WILL log onto MTV.com to vote for FOB for best '08 rock vid!
Oh, what a good hipster I am, scoffing at MTV. Miley Cyrus can't claim an inch of my soul or a cent from my wallet-HA! As for Petey Wentz...the fire's dead. Justin Timberlake, well, he's aged like good wine, but my heart ain't exactly racin'. No, it looks like I can comfortably cruise in my bealtemania/folk music/slightly lesbian folk music forever. Gone are the teenage fads and their maniac grip on me!!!!! Right?!?!?! RIGHT!!!
Wait.
Miley Cyrus man. I blame her.
It's funny. I saw them I think, years and years back, playing some crapshoot show downtown. And they were cute then. Fuck man, I didn't know who they were, where they came from, how old the cute one was...didn't even know they were mormon. If I had known, shit would have been so different.
But now it's different.
Because I am hooked on the brothers Jonas.
That's right.
I am in love with the Jonas Brothers.