
Cholombian style sprouts from the stoner slow sounds of the cumbia music scene in working class Monterrey, Mexico.
In the past few years I’ve happened to be in Scandinavia with a certain frequency, and each time I went there—be it Denmark, Norway or Sweden—i’ve always been impressed by the freshness of Scandi youth.
httpv://youtu.be/mXO7oyPzyek
In 1986, A local Philadelphia daytime show celebrated the release of Corey Hart’s “By Your Side” with a teen slow-dancing showcase.
Full disclosure: I have an ugly candy habit.
One lucky teenager had a knitter mom who was a whiz with needles and supporter of the unstoppable ‘boy band’ phase.
Take a peak inside the one-and-only L.A. teenage groupie scene magazine—Star.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4cI7WzCAq0&feature=share
New youth punk. Grinding guitars, dead beat vocals and bong hits.
If one’s first contact with cool—or one’s quick realization that one is probably, most likely uncool—represents the onset of The Teenage Years, then for me it happened one afternoon in 7th grade, the day the girl I’d been in love with since 2nd grade played Violent Femmes on her boombox after school.
I had no musical ability and I wasn’t old enough to be a college radio DJ.
Enter into the never-ending abyss of teen years.