Tuesday, June 29, 2010
I Am Old: Part 1
The Vulture blog posted an article yesterday about the 25th-anniversary release of the Back to the Future trilogy on Blu-ray. My first thought, "I don't have Blue-ray. Oh well." My second thought:
"Holy shit! Back to the Future is 25-years-old?!"
I know I'm not that old -- I'll be 27 in August -- but I do feel that old. I feel like I'm crossing that line where I'm just not that cool anymore (not that I was ever all that cool before). For example, about a year ago I watched MTV one morning because they actually play music videos at that time. When the song name and artist came up, I honestly had no idea which line was the artist and what was the song. I changed the channel because I felt so defeated and confused. I changed it to CNN so I could watch the news.
Another example, last week on the way home from Six Flags, Brando, The Rainmaker and I were discussing The Smashing Pumpkins. Apparently, they're going on tour this summer; I had no idea they even reunited. In the midst of our conversation, Sanrio, a 2009 college graduate who was in the car with us said, "Who are The Smashing Pumpkins?"
I said, "Seriously?"
Brando and I started rattling off the hits: "1979," "Today," "Disarm," "Tonight, Tonight" and "Bullet with Butterfly Wings."
"When were they big?"
"Early to mid-90s."
At that point, we started playing a few of the songs on iPhones to see if anything rang a bell. She had never heard any of the songs. They didn't even sound vaguely familiar.
Brando and I just looked at each other in disbelief. How could this girl not know any of these songs? It's The Smashing Pumpkins! It's Billy Corgan! We totally felt like our parents trying to explain the cool music of their day. "The Smashing Pumpkins were so awesome! That double CD was so good. You don't know Mellen Collie & the Infinite Sadness? 1979 was the best song. Tonight, Tonight was such a good video." Riiiiiight.
Time really does fly. There was a moment when I was 8-years-old (it was 1992) sitting in my grandparents' living room with my parents, aunts and uncles, and one of them asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I remember saying I wanted to be a scientist and invent stuff, specifically hoverboards and the flying cars from Back to the Future: Part II.
I was so hopeful and ambitious (and a huge geek -- scientist?). Now, not so much -- I'm just another drone at an ad agency. Sweeeeet. What happened?