Who Are You People And What Are You Woahing At?

Who Are You People And What Are You Woahing At?

I’ll be the first to admit that I have no idea who any of these bands are. I don’t know if they’re famous, I don’t know any of their songs, and I don’t even know if they actually exist. Perhaps they’re all fabricated for the sake of this video, I really wouldn’t know. In some of the clips there are entire stadiums filled with people all singing along to each woah oh oh, but I’m still completely at a loss for who any of these people are.

Am I really that out of touch? I haven’t listened to the radio since Clinton was president, but that shouldn’t come into it — It’s not like they play music on the radio anymore, anyhow. I knew that my taste in music was pretty underground, but I didn’t know It was so far underground that it’s housed somewhere between China and the Earth’s mantle. It’s not like I’m only listening to post-post-indie-rock-core either. I don’t sit in my room with the shades drawn listening to wax Edison records of Gregorian chanting from the Sistine Chapel Lounge. Hell, there’s a lot of woah oh oh and shadoobie doobie doo in the songs that I listen to, I just seem to have missed a memo or something with all of these newish bands.

Maybe if I hide they’ll all go away and I can finally go outside again. If it works for debt collectors and census takers, it’ll probably work on these guys too.

2 thoughts on “Who Are You People And What Are You Woahing At?

  1. Hi Casey, thank you for reading and commenting,

    When I breakdown and reproduce, I’ll fill my child’s head with nothing but the finest shaddoobie-doobie-doo. None of this woah-woah-baby-ooh business. I’ll only allow them to listen to bands that have at least four words and excessive punctuation in their names, like: Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Empire! Empire! (I Was A Lonely Estate), and who can forget the classic The World Is A Beautiful Place And I Am No Longer Afraid To Die.

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