There was a little talk in the random post about "emo", and I thought we could get everyone's opinion on "emo" music, and the culture surrounding it.
Well, there isn't real emo music anymore. We have alternative rock music. "Emo" evolved from Emocore, when the DC hardcore-punk scene started to fail. "Melodic rock with punk sensibilities" is what the DC sound evolved to, which created Emocore.
I disagree with what people are saying about people being "emo". For one thing, emo is short for emotional, which people can be. Fashion trends, and fads also revolve around "emo" music, and many, many other different genres of music.
I don't know, I use to relate heavily to the "emo" culture. I understand that there are a lot of white, suburbia kids who are into the "emo" culture, whom many people believe to have absolutely no problems. They have money, so what do they have to complain about? I am a white, suburbia kid. My family has money. Does that mean I don't understand sadness? Everyone who I've ever loved on any sort of level has either died or left me in a horrible mess. I've been sexually assaulted, beaten, and verbally abused by people who said they loved me. I have a physical disability which I know is going to progressively get worse. I know none of you knew that about me before hand, so if we had met when I was 15 (which is when I was into this whole "emo" thing), and you would've seen the cuts on my wrist, I'm sure you'd just have thought I was screaming for attention via cutting, correct? That I figured that emo=slitting wrists? That I didn't know what "bad" sadness was? But who are we to say what "bad" is in terms of sadness? I was in therapy for most of my teenage years, and I remember once in group therapy a cheerleader cried because someone threw a wrapped twinkie at her. At the time, I looked incredulously at her and thought, "Wow, she knows nothing of pain." Everyone handles things differently, and everyone's limits are different. Horrible emotional pain to her was obviously at a different level to me. I would've loved for wrapped twinkies to be my only problem, for what kids say at school to be the only thing I was having troubles with dealing with. Just because I feel that way, though, doesn't discredit her pain.
I dunno, I just feel that because emo is becoming a trend, people are bashing it just to seem "hip" or different. While I'm not in the emo scene anymore (I've evolved to the happier indie rock scene), I still feel empathy for people who relate to the scene.
Well, there isn't real emo music anymore. We have alternative rock music. "Emo" evolved from Emocore, when the DC hardcore-punk scene started to fail. "Melodic rock with punk sensibilities" is what the DC sound evolved to, which created Emocore.
I disagree with what people are saying about people being "emo". For one thing, emo is short for emotional, which people can be. Fashion trends, and fads also revolve around "emo" music, and many, many other different genres of music.
I don't know, I use to relate heavily to the "emo" culture. I understand that there are a lot of white, suburbia kids who are into the "emo" culture, whom many people believe to have absolutely no problems. They have money, so what do they have to complain about? I am a white, suburbia kid. My family has money. Does that mean I don't understand sadness? Everyone who I've ever loved on any sort of level has either died or left me in a horrible mess. I've been sexually assaulted, beaten, and verbally abused by people who said they loved me. I have a physical disability which I know is going to progressively get worse. I know none of you knew that about me before hand, so if we had met when I was 15 (which is when I was into this whole "emo" thing), and you would've seen the cuts on my wrist, I'm sure you'd just have thought I was screaming for attention via cutting, correct? That I figured that emo=slitting wrists? That I didn't know what "bad" sadness was? But who are we to say what "bad" is in terms of sadness? I was in therapy for most of my teenage years, and I remember once in group therapy a cheerleader cried because someone threw a wrapped twinkie at her. At the time, I looked incredulously at her and thought, "Wow, she knows nothing of pain." Everyone handles things differently, and everyone's limits are different. Horrible emotional pain to her was obviously at a different level to me. I would've loved for wrapped twinkies to be my only problem, for what kids say at school to be the only thing I was having troubles with dealing with. Just because I feel that way, though, doesn't discredit her pain.
I dunno, I just feel that because emo is becoming a trend, people are bashing it just to seem "hip" or different. While I'm not in the emo scene anymore (I've evolved to the happier indie rock scene), I still feel empathy for people who relate to the scene.