Last night Brandon and I were chatting. I happened to say ‘angsty,’ and he asked me what it meant. After pausing, thoughtful for a minute, this was the conversation that ensued:
“Well, I guess think emo with less black,” I was like.
“Well, that gets me thinking. What really is emo anyway?” He was like.
Hmmm. Good point, man, I was thinking.
“Emo is like the cool thing to do now when you’re a kid. 14 year old lesbians who wear black and are in a band, are, like, emo,” I said, thoughtfully.
“Oh, okay. So kind of like Dawson when his dad died, but with bands or purple hair?” He was like.
“Exactly!” I exclaimed. Eureka!
But then I’ve been thinking about it, and, well, what really is emo? I think we all have our own definitions.
Tell me yours, please.
[I mean no harm to those emo's out there. I just want to know what you are!]