here is “a message to you rudy”- give it up! although most of his favorite bands have ditched their brass sections for screaming and tight pants, the ska kid holds true to his checkered past.
there are still two-tone armies skanking the night away, though, to the tune of washed-up bands all across the united states. gone are the days when ska bands lived the high life in big-name clubs. nowadays, the ska kids flock to sweaty vfw halls and teen centers.
the rude boy was never good at any sports, so instead he opted to join the marching band which, incidentally, led to the formation of his own group. the band enjoyed their biggest success at a recent high school battle of the bands, where they showcased their originality by covering the reel big fish cover of a-ha’s “take on me”.
the majority of ska kid’s funds go towards the repair of his vespa, which he totalled after spilling his pez while speeding. someday the ska kid might be able to afford the fred perry and ben sherman gear he so covets, but for now the hawaiian shirts from goodwill will have to do.
this kid seems to have missed the memo about ska being dead; one can only assume he forgot to “pick it up!”
here is your quintessential male scenester. an unlikely mish-mash of every subgenre of the current underground music scene, this guy has something for everyone! from his hip graphic tees, down to his extremely snug girls jeans, he garners the attention of all the ladies at the local vfw shows.
he gets his makeup tips from the best of ‘em, including gerard way and brendan urie, two pioneers in the guyliner scene. his parents question his choice of hairstyle, but he assures them he’s just “expressing himself.”
despite listening to pop music written for the radio, he will be the first to denounce a band the second they catch the slightest break. the same kid declaring bands as sellouts is the same kid working at walmart.
even though his sense of style nor the bands he listens to should be considered “emo” in the traditional sense, he is exactly what the media would paint as its emo posterchild.
somewhere jeremy engik and guy picciotto are shaking their heads.