teenage tunes: intro
Jun. 26th, 2010 07:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mysterygirlI love revisiting albums and artists I used to listen to when I was younger. There's this lovely nostalgic feeling I get whenever I hear "Creep" or "Waterfalls" by TLC or "Secret" by Madonna. I don't really think of those bands/songs as a guilty pleasure either because I still genuinely like those songs. (Maybe I feel a bit guilty about Madonna, since I still follow her new releases pretty closely.)
But there's a period of my life, from when I was about 17 to about 19, that I don't revisit. Ever. On one hand, my musical persona was developing into what it is today. There are a lot of bands/genres I discovered during that time period (Le Tigre, shoegaze, garage rock) that I still love today.
On the other hand...I own the Lizzie McGuire soundtrack. What the fuck.
Seventeen to nineteen was a weird time, because even though I was growing into this "musically enlightened" person, I was still caught up in a lot of teenagerish music likes. Hence the Hilary Duff. And the Freaky Friday soundtrack. (Did I have some hard on for Disney?)
But I decided to be ashamed no more. Which is why I decided to dig out certain albums of that period (highs and lows) and reevaluate them. Some I've grown out of, and some I still like. And there are even some that I didn't appreciate fully back then.
Either way it should be an interesting auditory experience, full of self-discovery and self-loathing. Lizzie McGuire. Why.
But there's a period of my life, from when I was about 17 to about 19, that I don't revisit. Ever. On one hand, my musical persona was developing into what it is today. There are a lot of bands/genres I discovered during that time period (Le Tigre, shoegaze, garage rock) that I still love today.
On the other hand...I own the Lizzie McGuire soundtrack. What the fuck.
Seventeen to nineteen was a weird time, because even though I was growing into this "musically enlightened" person, I was still caught up in a lot of teenagerish music likes. Hence the Hilary Duff. And the Freaky Friday soundtrack. (Did I have some hard on for Disney?)
But I decided to be ashamed no more. Which is why I decided to dig out certain albums of that period (highs and lows) and reevaluate them. Some I've grown out of, and some I still like. And there are even some that I didn't appreciate fully back then.
Either way it should be an interesting auditory experience, full of self-discovery and self-loathing. Lizzie McGuire. Why.
