POP - Monday 31 August



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One beautiful June morning cupping warm tea and watching fog swim silently through a valley of natural reserve three friends share a wonderful silence. Sleepy eyes and fuzzy grins. Calm at dawn. Moved to say something, one speaks.

'Looks just like a Nescafe ad.'

The two others, suddenly deflated turn on him. 'Way to suck the beauty out of the moment, Aaron.'

An entire generation raped by pop. Every experience referenced to something seen or heard before. Collective memories of TV shows, pop songs, toys, cartoons, movies, computer games. Entire conversations held in Simpsons quotes.

Sometimes I want to weep. The poetry we haven't written. The songs we haven't composed. Because Family Guy is on. I've got to get the next power-up in Mario Kart. I'll just check Facebook quickly. I've gotta save for those shoes.

Fuck.

THE WEEK.