Last night A* and I sat down to watch the MTV Video Music Awards. I have been watching this show for years, first with my high school friends, then with my college roommates, the past ten years with A*. It’s a part of my culture, something that everyone could talk about the next day at school; who was wearing what, who said that, who won for what? I watched the infamous Britney kiss, I saw Snoop Lion (back then he was just plain Dogg) in curly locks rapping about Murder being the case they gave him, I viewed thousands of Slim Shady look-a-likes pour into the theater. Every year I look forward to the awards show as something different to watch, something that actually has to do with MUSIC on MTV. And then we watched last night.
A* and I had absolutely no idea who anyone was. Save Justin Timberlake and Lady Gaga, most of the younger performers and artists were strangers to us. They would pan to a red carpet interview and one of us would say, “Who’s THAT?” and the other one would reply, “I…. have no idea.” And it happened over and over! I felt so old! We are obviously too aged to enjoy the awards show anymore.
I’m going to tell all those kids to get off my lawn.