Tuesday 15 January 2008

Setting the scene

"Shes that indie sindy"


This is going to sound like some long winded rant on the ills of the social framework of todays youth, so please bear with me.


Can i point people out to a new trend that im sure alot of you have witnessed yourselves.


Its the trend of the 'Scene kid'.


Most people to the untrained eye would see these kids as watered down emo's. But in reality this is not the case.


Scene kids it seems, like emo's come from a fairly priviledged background, lets say for arguements sake, Tunbridge Wells (dont forgot the 'Royal' at the start) in Kent or Reigate in Surrey. These areas are known for its pompousity and conservative voters.


Heres is how to spot a scene kiddy.


Skinny Jeans-

Tight colourful t-shirt-

New Era hat-

Nike Airforce 1's

Wear apparel of sport brands (usually Nike or Adidas Originals) and various other famous brands (Vans checkered shoes, or band t-shirts).


Scene kids are happy fellows unlike Emos, of whom most scene kids detest. But scene kids have some emo traits, like dyed hair (not usually black but can be), skinny jeans, straightened hair, piercings.


Also they are big followers of Myspace.....or Mycrack as they like to call it.

Here is a great chance to meet other scene kids and talk about 'Bring me the horizon' and the new 'nang' JME cd, "cos hes just too grimmy skeen"


Scene kids use words and phrases that kids in Peckham and Bow used about 4 years ago. For example:

'llow

Seen

boyed

peng

gash

wasteman


The use of these words and phrases make these scene kids look 'street' and above the level of 'chavs'. Even though in most cases scene kids and 'chavs' are pretty much the same, in terms of the music they listen to, the clothes they wear, the way they talk and the amount of cider drunk and british grown low grade hash smoked.
Its not new nor cool nor original. Scene kids claim to be individuals, but infact all look the same, and speak like a yout from the gully, especially when on a crowded train with a Skepta tune blaring out of there £200 mobile phones, which mummy and daddy pay the contract for.
Its good im not one:]

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