Thursday, 29 January 2015

Stay Together For The Kids

I'm pretty sad about Blink 182 breaking up (again). And 'by pretty sad' I mean I'm disappointed but not in tears of any kind.

You see, for me and Rachel, they were our first big band crushes. She liked Travis, and I, for all his faults, liked Tom. (Lip-rings still make my knees weak.)
They inspired our love of tattoos and piercings.

And we both loved their music. It's fair to say we grew up to their songs. Most of our teenage years were spent crushing on them.

I cried to Mark's songs about his childhood.












'Adam's Song' was something I listened to on-repeat, relating to their lyrics before I even knew about Depression.
















'Always' was my favourite music video of my teen years.
'Rock Show' made me want to go to a gig.
'Stockholm Syndrome' taught me what stockholm syndrome was.
'First Date' made me want a boyfriend like Tom. Same with 'All The Small Things'.

Rachel and I both shared an emotional connection to 'I Miss You'. Over a period of about 3 years, we'd hear this song every time we went to McDonalds to have big DMCs.

I read their album inserts like a prayer book. I still somehow remember the names of their kids..


I also remember their first break-up, and buying Kerrang Magazine with the exclusive interview with Tom.
I tried to like Angels and Airwaves and +44. In fairness, AvA's first record did grow on me after a few years. But it was never the same.


So we were ridiculously excited when they got back together. And even more excited when their comeback tour included an Irish date.


We've seen them twice; when they played Dublin in 2010 and 2012.We weren't massive fans of the comeback album Neighborhoods. I guess we still wanted them to sing songs about growing up and the start of relationships.
I got a pick at the second gig, and a strange mask of Tom's face...

And now it's ended in an even messier split, with two very different sides to their stories.
The first thing I did when I heard the news was message Rachel, and we tried to evaluate the situation over the next 24 hours. We tried to put the pieces together and figure out which side was more believable. So far that's been an impossible task.

As much as I actually wanted to be 23 and sing along to them performing 'What's My Age Again';
No body likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows 












at least we saw the three of them live together twice. And maybe the band, like the popularity of pop-punk has run it's course. And that's okay, because we still have amazing memories.

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