Can you be too old for music?

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Reading this is making me feel old cos going to clubs/raves were peak experiences in my life and nothing will ever be that intense and great again. (Many many times it was terrible, granted, but there were those odd ones that are scorched into my memory.)

Theoretically I could get absolutely mashed at a rave still and have a great time but I think I'd lack that extra element of wide-eyed naivety that you have when you're 20. I don't even have the wide-eyed naivety I had when I was 30.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
I'm obsessed with it, it's true.

It's only natural for a pessimist, though. What am I going to do, wake up and be thankful that I'm still so young?
 

boxedjoy

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I am the king and queen of an afterparty aux cable curation, the secret is to start with "Buffalo Stance" and then only play things in increasing tempo, and then finish with a double hit of Tears For Fears, anyone my age plus/minus 10 years will love it
 

linebaugh

Well-known member
I kid. I obsess too. Always preparing to put to rest everything I love. how much longer can I do x/y/z
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Buffalo Stance is pure joy.

Bonus points for me cos I have a distinct memory of borrowing/nicking my sister's Smash Hits cassette and listening to it.
 

boxedjoy

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if you manage to have the aux cable at the truly extreme end of the afters, ie Sunday lunchtime, you will always kill it with The Cure's "Lullaby" and Carly Simon's "Why" but this only works if everyone has resigned themselves to staying in your flat until Sunday dinnertime
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
You're clearly still having really good afterparties that stretch into Sunday afternoon.

Sighs wistfully those were the days
 

boxedjoy

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it's why this part of lockdown has been so hard. I haven't minded the part where I was stuck indoors completely for four months, but the part where I'm back at work without the opportunity to dance and hedonise is utterly wretched
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Those occasional bursts of hedonism really redeem life.

I've been trying to fool myself into thinking that a pleasant walk or reading a good book will do the trick but those activities can never be as life affirming as snorting ket off your mate's hand in the techno tent at 3 in the afternoon.
 

boxedjoy

Well-known member
we tried a lot of live-stream DJ sets while running the group chat and drinking wine and it just isn't comparable at all
 
That’s true. I often wonder that myself, because I can’t hack it anymore. I’d need a week to recover. The druggy two day parties are beautiful at the time, a small group of people breaking out into a pstrange zone, long rambling intense conversations and loose behaviour and a weird sense of time. The time distortion and displacement is something that always lingers for me, the body’s rhythm and energy cycles way out of sync but you’re still buzzing and enjoying it. I miss that
 
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