Evanescence Calling
It wasn't so long ago that I was an angst ridden teenager who had a collection of nearly full Hot Topic frequent buyer cards, hung out in a theatre, and indulged in whimsical past-times like the fetishization of Jhonen Vasquez comics.
Fortunately, I got over it.
My taste in clothing and comics has vastly improved, though like mono, once bitten by the theatre bug, it does tend to stay with you forever. But recently, I've been rediscovering certain things that I once enjoyed- and taking pleasure in them again.
I love my music. I was never actually a music lover until I hit high school and started hanging out with people for whom music was everything. They were as passionate about music as I am about books and certain television shows (animated or otherwise). It was from them that I learned true music appreciation, though I did not fully begin to explore my own musical tastes independently until college. When I did, I largely abandoned the music that I had been introduced to in high school in favor of things that my old music loving crowd would have happily burned on a pyre while chanting Nine Inch Nails lyrics.
That's right. I like emo. And pop. And punk. And piano rock. And hybrid genre music that can't be easily definined. And I'm not ashamed. Woo! Anarchy!
*Ahem* Sorry. Some habits are hard to break.
Anyway, I also love me some fanmixes. And if you don't know what a fanmix is, go look it up in the Urban Dictionary. But back to the topic at hand, I was recently given a fanmix that was created in honor of one of my favorite book series from my teenage years: LJ Smith's The Forbidden Game. Totally angsty, soapy teenage supernatural romance/ drama. Upon re-reading, I will admit that it's bad, but not horrible. Much of the fanmix itself is a blend of Gothic Rock and hardcore, with some metal thrown in for spice. It's perfect for the series, and horribly over the top. And I find myself loving it. For so many years, I've avoided the Goth genre, and I'm not such a metal fan at any time, but going back and revisiting this kind of music is really fun, and I find myself able to appreciate it- which is surprising to me. And definitely a guilty pleasure.
So, how about you guys? Have you gone back and indulged yourself in stuff that you had otherwise set aside? Ever go out on a lark and revel in some of the horrible stuff you enjoyed before you knew better? Was it good for you too, or simply mortifying?
Spill. Mama Cat wants to know!
Fortunately, I got over it.
My taste in clothing and comics has vastly improved, though like mono, once bitten by the theatre bug, it does tend to stay with you forever. But recently, I've been rediscovering certain things that I once enjoyed- and taking pleasure in them again.
I love my music. I was never actually a music lover until I hit high school and started hanging out with people for whom music was everything. They were as passionate about music as I am about books and certain television shows (animated or otherwise). It was from them that I learned true music appreciation, though I did not fully begin to explore my own musical tastes independently until college. When I did, I largely abandoned the music that I had been introduced to in high school in favor of things that my old music loving crowd would have happily burned on a pyre while chanting Nine Inch Nails lyrics.
That's right. I like emo. And pop. And punk. And piano rock. And hybrid genre music that can't be easily definined. And I'm not ashamed. Woo! Anarchy!
*Ahem* Sorry. Some habits are hard to break.
Anyway, I also love me some fanmixes. And if you don't know what a fanmix is, go look it up in the Urban Dictionary. But back to the topic at hand, I was recently given a fanmix that was created in honor of one of my favorite book series from my teenage years: LJ Smith's The Forbidden Game. Totally angsty, soapy teenage supernatural romance/ drama. Upon re-reading, I will admit that it's bad, but not horrible. Much of the fanmix itself is a blend of Gothic Rock and hardcore, with some metal thrown in for spice. It's perfect for the series, and horribly over the top. And I find myself loving it. For so many years, I've avoided the Goth genre, and I'm not such a metal fan at any time, but going back and revisiting this kind of music is really fun, and I find myself able to appreciate it- which is surprising to me. And definitely a guilty pleasure.
So, how about you guys? Have you gone back and indulged yourself in stuff that you had otherwise set aside? Ever go out on a lark and revel in some of the horrible stuff you enjoyed before you knew better? Was it good for you too, or simply mortifying?
Spill. Mama Cat wants to know!