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June Vibezzz
those all-in-one-night last day of school party movies in the 90’s and early 2000’s (i.e. Can’t Hardly Wait, Dazed And Confused, Superbad); “bad kids” as defined by John Waters’ girl gangs or Freaks and Geeks or Larry Clark movies; “good kids” as defined by bubblegum pink 50’s-60’s diners and saddle shoes and The Shangri-La’s; when Angela Chase lets Rayanne dye her hair in the bathtub (crimson glow) and all her following small acts of rebellion; Almost Famous; Sunset Strip; Reality Bites; Harold and Maude; 70’s music: the Guardians of the Galaxy soundtrack, the Almost Famous soundtrack, I’m planning to get into Bob Dylan and Janis Joplin and also get more into Black Sabbath and Jefferson Airplane because I realized that really really really liking one song by a band doesn’t really constitute saying that you like that band; current music: the kind of music that people play at parties; That 70’s Show; Wayne’s World; Perks Of Being A Wallflower; Skins generation one; Anthems Of A Seventeen Year Old Girl by Broken Social Scene; that scene in Freaks and Geeks where Mr. Rosso is talking to Lindsay and Nick and Daniel and Kim and Ken in his office and he starts singing 18 by Alice Cooper as an attempt to be “cool” and “relatable”; teenagers loitering outside strip malls and gas stations; staying up all night at sleepovers; VHS tapes; Oh Nina by The Muffs; Rookie’s editor’s letter for July 2012’s theme “Freedom”: “Technically a lot of the things that make up this month are from the ‘90s, but I’d like to think it’s not a DECADE month; it’s just that all of the images and stories that make me think of freedom were well-captured during that era, but are also pretty constant throughout teenagerhood: sleepovers, sneaking out, endless bike rides, parking lot hangouts, dirty suburbs, etc. This month is about the freedom you find when you’re not really an adult yet, but have a vague sense of the responsibilities that await, and a desperate desire to defer them for as long as possible.”; the summer bucket fuck-it list my best friend made (five have already been crossed off); that whole summer after high school ends feeling of SEEYA NERDS I’M GETTING OUT OF HERE but also I might miss everything and everyone but maybe not that much; the way Lorde sings about summers and suburbia and boredom and freedom and friendship; at the end of Dazed and Confused when Mitch goes home and puts his headphones on trying to recreate how cool he felt and bring that feeling back home with him; I was thinking a lot about parallel universes in movies (i.e. Nowhere, Donnie Darko, Twin Peaks, The Double), movies that are totally out there but treated like an everyday reality and now I’m thinking about this concept more in terms of how people are so multifaceted and how you can become a different person when you’re with certain people in certain situations and its much more exhilarating than worrying (i.e. Freaks and Geeks, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Heavenly Creatures, Bully, Almost Famous) but also in terms of subcultures that seem to exist outside of the system (i.e. Trainspotting, Party Monster) and even more so when outsiders are introduced to them (i.e. Almost Famous, the whole concept and all of the lyrics on Arcade Fire’s album The Suburbs which I love even though I don’t even like Arcade Fire’s actual music; Charli XCX’s Sucker album; “We’re the weirdos, mister” - The Craft; how today was the last full day of high school that I will ever attend and we threw a rave in the commons for our senior prank and I felt so connected to everyone in a way that I only get at pep rallies and house parties where I’m both present in the moment but also can take a step back and think about how I’ve known most of these people since elementary school and the Ricky Fitts in me wells up when I’m jumping on the bleachers or in the backyard of some girl I had math with three years ago and I’m surrounded by sweaty, hormonal, emotional, self-obsessed slackers and I can revel in the fact that I too am a sweaty, hormonal, emotional, self-obsessed slacker and that feels like magic to me.
