In Focus: Nothing marks the passage of time like the music we enjoy
When I was a kid, my mom listened to the Beatles, Monkees and Herman's Hermits, among other bands and groups from the ‘60s.
Aside from Michael Jackson, I can't really recall her listening to anything that would've been considered new at the time, aside from when the radio was on in the car.
I remember at one point, maybe in my teens, thinking about the music my parents listened to from when they were kids, wondering if everyone reached an age that they no longer sought out new music.
I realized my answer last week when looking through a photo gallery from this year's Vans Warped Tour — a summer festival started in 1995 as a showcase for punk music, but since has grown to feature a diverse group of acts — and had absolutely no idea who any of the bands were.
Thinking maybe it was just these particular bands in this gallery that I didn't know, I took to the Internet seeking out the complete list of bands on the tour.
After all, I had gone to just about every Warped Tour in Pittsburgh (and in some years, to other cities) from 1997 through about 2006.
But of the 150 bands listed on the Warped Tour's website, I had heard of only 30 and actually had heard the music of only 16.
And then it hit me: I'm old.
For someone whose life was pretty much consumed with music from elementary school all the way through my 20s, this was a hard pill to swallow.
But it's true.
Sure, in the last few years I have downloaded new music, but it's been new music by bands I've already known and liked.
And sure, I've been to concerts, but when I've gone, instead of being in the front, crushed up against the stage and loving every minute of it, I prefer to stand in the back.
And with ear plugs.
Oh the horror.
Kristina Serafini is a photographer and reporter for Trib Total Media. She can be reached at 412-324-1405 or firstname.lastname@example.org.