The thing everyone misses here is that this is a nostalgic song. Every word "handwritten". When was the last time any of you actually picked up a pen? Back before texting and email, THIS is how you expressed your undying love for someone... with a goddamned pen. You poured it all out in the dim light of your room staying up way passed your bedtime bleeding words to a page. And it was very personal and intimate. There was a power in the writing and it took real passion and commitment to accomplish it.
Now... pfft... a text message saying "LuvU" is supposed to suffice... or a tweet... or a relationship status on Facebook.
It's sad that youth today don't even realize how deprived of passion they've become... they don't know what they're missing.
There is some truth to your comment. I'm 20 years old and I've seen TGA four times, including on their first tour in promotion of Sink or Swim. Until kids our age find TGA, or The Loved Ones, or Hot Water Music, or Alkaline Trio, or The Revival Tour, or you name it, it's true--we're deprived of passion. But we fall in love. We still write letters. It just takes a great band to remind us of how real that love was and how important the pain is. It's not for everyone. But those of us who can feel the...
There is some truth to your comment. I'm 20 years old and I've seen TGA four times, including on their first tour in promotion of Sink or Swim. Until kids our age find TGA, or The Loved Ones, or Hot Water Music, or Alkaline Trio, or The Revival Tour, or you name it, it's true--we're deprived of passion. But we fall in love. We still write letters. It just takes a great band to remind us of how real that love was and how important the pain is. It's not for everyone. But those of us who can feel the nostalgia--the perfect blend of pain, joy, memory, and regret--that punctuates TGA's music are forever marked by it.
The thing everyone misses here is that this is a nostalgic song. Every word "handwritten". When was the last time any of you actually picked up a pen? Back before texting and email, THIS is how you expressed your undying love for someone... with a goddamned pen. You poured it all out in the dim light of your room staying up way passed your bedtime bleeding words to a page. And it was very personal and intimate. There was a power in the writing and it took real passion and commitment to accomplish it.
Now... pfft... a text message saying "LuvU" is supposed to suffice... or a tweet... or a relationship status on Facebook.
It's sad that youth today don't even realize how deprived of passion they've become... they don't know what they're missing.
you have your comment full of truth, amen
you have your comment full of truth, amen
There is some truth to your comment. I'm 20 years old and I've seen TGA four times, including on their first tour in promotion of Sink or Swim. Until kids our age find TGA, or The Loved Ones, or Hot Water Music, or Alkaline Trio, or The Revival Tour, or you name it, it's true--we're deprived of passion. But we fall in love. We still write letters. It just takes a great band to remind us of how real that love was and how important the pain is. It's not for everyone. But those of us who can feel the...
There is some truth to your comment. I'm 20 years old and I've seen TGA four times, including on their first tour in promotion of Sink or Swim. Until kids our age find TGA, or The Loved Ones, or Hot Water Music, or Alkaline Trio, or The Revival Tour, or you name it, it's true--we're deprived of passion. But we fall in love. We still write letters. It just takes a great band to remind us of how real that love was and how important the pain is. It's not for everyone. But those of us who can feel the nostalgia--the perfect blend of pain, joy, memory, and regret--that punctuates TGA's music are forever marked by it.