by korova1 » Sun Jun 25, 2006 12:29 am
I never really thought about this one before. Good topic. Here goes.
Where I grew up, in a reasonably small town of 80,000 souls we stuck together. Not everybody I hung with looked like Robert Smith in those days, but we could just tell who was probably cool, perhaps it was the hair.
Maybe it was an east coast thing, but going out to the clubs was like my home away from home. Every weekend. I remember not falling in too much with the extreme attire, I basically would wear a ripped t-shirt and a pair of jeans or baggies with my chuck taylors. I think I used the Minutemen as my role model for how I should dress most of the time and Echo and the Bunnymen when I'd go to the big city clubs. Since those were my two favorite bands at the time, it made sense.
That what was so cool about those times, it just didn't matter. We had the spiked hair and that stuff, but nothing past a Skinny Puppy t-shirt or a pea coat. There wasn't alot of picking on people for being "weekend wavers", in retrospect, most of us were all poseurs those days anyway. We were small towners trying to be different any way we could. There was a record store downtown which was run by this hippie guy and his wife, and for some reason, they'd get alot of punk and new wave in. Eventually that was all he started to carry because the kids would hit it every weekend. As for shows, one day you could go to a Minor Threat show, another day you could go to a New Order show. That is how it was back then. As long as you liked the music, you were "in" I guess.
Thinking back, the girls were far more adventurous than the guys were. My one girlfriend was crazy goth, and I loved it. Fishnets every day. MMMMM. The girls on the scene went all out, the whole Siouxsie look, half shaved heads, all black, you name it. I dated a few of them, and got alot of shit for it, but I never considered myself a "goth". I liked the look for the ladies, still do in fact, but I never "dove in" other than the hair.
Thrift stores was where I bought my clothes. I couldn't afford a pair of Doc Martens until I was in college and I learned how to save money. But the music, that is a different story... I think that is where most of my money went. As for looking like Rozz Williams, well, my dad had a massive heart attack when I was a junior in high school, so I never felt the need to stress them out or piss them off any more than I had too.
I can remember getting shit from my "jock" acquaintances just for liking the scene and the music. "Why are you going to that stupid club?" or "Why do you like Depeche Mode? Aren't they gay?". It didn't really matter if the bands were gay or not, they made great music. Music was what it was all about. Sexuality preferences of bands or friends never really came into discussion back then about anything. It just didn't exist. To me and my friends, the Smiths, Husker Du, and REM were just great bands.
I also got alot of crap for having an earring before it was deemed appropriate by the masses. In fact I was kicked out of many a party for wearing the thing back in the day. "Sorry, but we don't allow that stuff in here." Whatever. I read an article the other day and 48 percent of people between the age of 19 - 29 have either a piercing or a tattoo these days. Man, I got so much shit for that earring. Wearing an earring was considered to be "gay" whether it was in the right ear or the left where I came from. My girlfriend at the time pierced my ear at a Cure concert, you know with the ice cube and the straight pin. I thought it was cool. Some of my friends did the same and I also remember a gigantic fight over my one bud's earring at a traditional club one time. I am pretty sure they were playing some crap by Nu Shooz or something like that and some guy came out of nowhere and rabbit punched him. So basically a melee ensued. We all got kicked out. My friend with the earring had to have five stiches in his chin. All because of an earring. Amazing. Where I grew up it took courage for a guy to wear an earring in those days. I even remember my hardcore friends hated my earring. They used to tell me they'd rip it out if they ever got the chance.
The scene was so much fun, we'd just lose ourselves in something that was completely different that what everybody else was doing. On those nights we had our own music, our own style, our own evening to ourselves. I still wouldn't trade those days for anything. I remember the first time I went to a club like it was yesterday. I've lost touch with most of those people from back then but I think it was a great time to be alive. That is probably why I still love the music, it reminds of such carefree times.
But as things go, everything eventually came to an end. When the underground music became the norm I went deeper underground. The good clubs went away, the radio started to play the music we went to the clubs to hear, and by the end of the 80's metal and rap came in. The people that used to pick on me or pushed me around for listening to the Cure would show up wearing a Cure t-shirt and a tattoo. That jaded me in a big way. So I really lost interest in how the scene went after that and would only casually go with friends as a last resort... I started to really resent the scene when I noticed how the clubs became so trendy and judgemental. The jocks had appropriate my old scene (Violent Femmes anyone?) and everyone started to look the same and the music was sounding the same, and the "alternative" tag came popping in.
As for Hot Topic, it cracks me up. It was all just a matter of time until we had pre-packaged punksters. That is the way things are now in 2006. You can buy your image instead of earning it. Yeah, it took courage to be a waver in the 80's in some ways, but nowadays it is just a fashion statement.