Normally I wouldn’t violate copyright law, but, since the source article is from Australia, I think I can safely start an international incident:

From the actual article:

THEY may wear their dyed fringes long and their threads grungy but, whatever you do, don’t call them emo.

Just as parents get their heads around the emo phenomenon - code for “emotional” - along comes another subcultural movement with its own fashion and music signifiers.

The Scene - or Scene kids - began on the networking site MySpace.

Newcastle teenagers Emma-Jane “EJ” Scott, Kirra Dare and Eliza Coughlan, all 13, identify as Scene.

Their fashion tastes range from tiaras to ripped stockings, leopard print and 1980s band T-shirts. Thick eyeliner and elaborately coloured, back-teased hair are mandatory.

Read the rest of the article if you don’t value your brain cells. Or, just let your mind slowly get turned into formless jelly by staring at the picture. Whatever works for you.

Some quick thoughts:

1. “Scene” kids have been around for a while. My ESO dealt with “scene” kids when she was in high school, and she graduated a solid five years ago. This would pretty well pre-date Myspace.

2. Since when was “dig through your parent’s stuff from college and play dress up with their old clothes like a toddler” considered a style?

3. Apparently, scene kids are kids that dress like emo kids but don’t have the negative attitude. Personally, if I was wearing “girls jeans, the tighter, the better”, I would not be feeling particularly sociable, happy, or, for that matter, comfortable. But, what do I know? I wear guy pants.

One last note…

It’s bad enough that people insist on worshiping the ’60s like it’s some sort of magical decade that fundamentally changed the world for the better, wiping out evil, greed, and permanently defining rock ‘n roll forever. Seriously, that pisses me off in ways that you can’t even begin to imagine. However, as bad as the ’60s were, given a choice between the fashions of that era and the colorblind uncoordinated madness of the ’80s, I’d much rather see us relive the ’60s. Think about it. Which would you rather see…

This…

Or this…

Come to think of it, they both look pretty bad… I give up. People can’t dress themselves. It’s over. I’m moving to the mountains and I’m going to start living off of roots, shrubs, and berries. Screw this.

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