I was having a chat with someone in their twenties today. Early twenties I think, 23 max. He was telling me how he’d felt old because the kids in his class (he’s a TA) thought that the definition of music was Mr Beast putting a ‘diss track’ up on YouTube.
I really really wanted to ask him what a diss track was.
I worked it out. And don’t worry if you’re wondering about Mr Beast either, I’ve got you my Gen X buddies. He’s a YouTuber. In fact he’s probably the most successful YouTuber there’s ever been, and someone wealthy enough to be very silly with stunts, insane cash prizes, his own Amazon Prime show, and yes, ‘diss tracks’.
Time plays tricks on you my young Z friends. Don’t be surprised if the alphas suddenly treat you like millennials - it is the way of the world, and trust me, your time will come.
I can’t imagine making a diss track. Who on earth would I diss? The Amazon delivery guy who keeps leaving our parcels in the rain? The chancellor of the exchequer for the ballooning interest rates? Well. Remember in the 90s when church youth leaders would write raps and perform them with a baseball cap turned backwards? It would probably be about as embarrassing as that.
What do you mean you don’t remember? You were born… when?
Man alive.
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