I’m with Sarah on the annoying nature of the “Up with Grups” cover story in New York magazine. It’s not that I care whether 35 year olds buy expensive jeans, or own iPods loaded with Cat Power, and the Drive by Truckers, and the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I don’t even care if they’d rather raise their kids on a steady diet of They Might Be Giants and dress them in tiny ironic tees.
It’s more how the article keeps insisting that adults wearing cool clothes and listening to current music somehow “erases the generation gap.” Oh no, honey. If you’re not twenty, people know that. You know who knows it most of all? The twenty year olds. They can taste it on the air.
And though urban adults listen to the same music, and wear the same clothes, and buy pot from the same dealer, very few of them are trying to hang with the undergrad set. We may be at the same concert, but please. We have completely different Dodgeball lists.