Flannel shirts and combat boots in high school - circa 1994. Even I participated. I don’t get it. I used to take my brother’s flannels. He would get mad and I don’t blame him.
It was. Interesting. Horrible bands, horrible clothes that just looked uncomfortable. Maybe they wouldn’t of been so moody if they had clothes that fit.
Went to one emo club night at the local. It was either weird kids hugging the walls, or the abomination that was “Hardcore” dance.
Also did a few cyber goth nights. Industrial music.
The 00’s to me were a time of finding myself. Experimentation of where I fit in.
Didn’t find solace in any of them. Neither did the friends I made.
Is it about fitting in and being “Cool”? I never understood that. I was never cool.
I had more luck with the punk scene. Daly City train and gypsy rose.
I miss my Mohawk. Never felt more confident in my hair than when I had my Mohawk.
I didn’t follow that scene I was too young and even like that my mother probably wouldn’t have let me. I did somewhat try to do it though but it was far from what it was supposed to be. Then there was the hipster scene, I totally didn’t get that one. I guess my style has always been grunge/alternative? I totally rocked that one, even though it wasn’t the intention, it was after discovering the music that I knew it had a name lol.
Lol! I watched part of one episode of that show and noped right out. I never dressed like that. Even my lingere was more conservative lol. I was pretty disgusted by everything they represented.
My daughter was emo, but now she says she is and was goth. lol. My sister was goth, and there is a noticeable difference.
Oh yeah! I still like a lot of old school emo music.
I was kind of more of a hardcore guy when that scene was big. Shaved head and New Balanace 574’s.
Going to shows and laughing at the hipsters and kids wearing skin tight jeans.
I never really “dressed” emo in the modern sense but I liked a lot of the bands. Yeah, some of the lyrics were pretty angsty and cringy at times, but it was once a movement that offered a lot of hope and it was born out of the 80s DC hardcore scene.
This is a track from a really old school emo band:
eighties clothes…blech…I was rockabilly all through the eighties , the women all wore ballroom dresses to live rockabilly shows, the guys all had fifties haircuts and clothes (usually thrift store stuff), drove around in fifties cars…man…I miss my sharp toed black boots. but hated the eighties fad…especially the bows in the sorority sisters hair…ugh.
I hung out with all the punk kids in the last 80s, but I never dressed like them cuz I was a “good kid” on the academic track and couldn’t be allowed to fraternize with the druggies! But I loved the Sex Pistols, SOD, Suicidal Tendencies…one of my punk friends used to give me a spiked leather bracelet to wear at school every day, but I had to give it back before I got home so my parents wouldn’t see it. Those punk kids had way more integrity and perseverance than folks would credit them!