ageing

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
but the thing is people who are going out raving a lot past the age of 25 or obviously bit wrong.
so a scene is impossible probably as that depends on a coterie of regulars.

we just want to go out once every two months and blow off steam

Saw some lads at Lovebox last year who must have been 18 at the most, all had their shirts off, all clearly on multiple pingers, eyes bugged out, etc.

And even THEY looked great. If you see someone of my age or older with their eyes bulging out they tend to look like they should be put down.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
but the thing is people who are going out raving a lot past the age of 25 or obviously bit wrong.
so a scene is impossible probably as that depends on a coterie of regulars.

we just want to go out once every two months and blow off steam

Oh don't get me wrong I don't WANT a club scene for old men. How depressing would that be?

We all love music and dancing of course but must we disavow the desire to dance at least within sweating distance of the young and beautiful? (And, as I am saying here, the young mostly ARE beautiful, in their way...)
 

john eden

male pale and stale
I used to go to some incredible rocksteady nights near me that had couples in the 60s raving alongside trojan skinheads that must have been early 20s. It was a really really good vibe.

You get that a bit at Shaka as well but he is a bit fire and brimstone.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy

The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
 

jenks

thread death
I was going to put The Sheltering Sky in the soundtracks thread but then remembered this - Paul Bowles at the end - I have had a bit of post 50 wobble so it strikes home
 

jenks

thread death
And a few years ago I finally grew a beard because I had always wanted one but I always bottled out after a week or so because I was always more concerned that my wife would moan about it - you know what? after the first six months she stopped moaning. I suppose I'm saying, you do get to a certain age where you can please yourself and not worry about what others think - although, yes to the feet thing - having to try shoes on and seeing if your orthotics fit is not a strong look.
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
Coincidentally happen to be reading Montaigne's essay 'ON REPENTANCE' on my lunchbreak:

'But it seems to me that in old age our souls are subject to more troublesome ailments and weaknesses than in youth. I said this when I was young, and they scoffed at me for my beardless chin. I repeat it now that my grey hairs give me authority. We call the queasiness of our tastes and our dislike of present-day things by the name of wisdom. But the truth is that we do not so much give up our vices as change them, and in my opinion for the worse. Besides a foolish and tottering pride, a tedious garrulity, prickly and unsociable moods, superstition, and an absurd preoccupation with money after we have lost the use for it, I find in old age an increase of envy, injustice, and malice. It stamps more wrinkles on our minds than on our faces; and seldom, or very rarely, does one find souls that do not acquire, as they age, a sour and musty smell. Man moves onward as a whole towards his growth and towards his decay.'

PDF here http://hs.umt.edu/ghr/documents/152MontaigneRepentance.pdf

and to reiterate

The Coming of Wisdom with Time

THOUGH leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.
 
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firefinga

Well-known member
Oh don't get me wrong I don't WANT a club scene for old men. How depressing would that be?

We all love music and dancing of course but must we disavow the desire to dance at least within sweating distance of the young and beautiful? (And, as I am saying here, the young mostly ARE beautiful, in their way...)

Why should that be depressing? Truth be told I haven't been clubbing for years. But back in the day there would always be a few older peeps quite enjoying themselves as well. Deprrssing IMO are only older people desperatley trying to look younger via clothing and/or acting/talk.
 

Leo

Well-known member
Coincidentally happen to be reading Montaigne's essay 'ON REPENTANCE' on my lunchbreak:



PDF here http://hs.umt.edu/ghr/documents/152MontaigneRepentance.pdf

and to reiterate

The Coming of Wisdom with Time

THOUGH leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.

probably true for a lot of people, certainly some i know. i guess the difference is i'm looking at "ageing" as in 40s-50s (my own experience) versus this, which sounds more accurate for folks in their 60s-70s+.

and tbf, not all of this is ageing-related: i've had "tedious garrulity, prickly and unsociable moods" since age 12. ;)
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
I suppose it will become more and more common as the generations raised on clubbing approach their dotage.
 

martin

----
This is where football is a saviour. Going to a club post-29 and gyrating your ageing carcass near teens is creepy and vile. But donning a Stone Island cap or goggle jacket and doing that "come on then!" extended arms gesture with 29,000 other blokes who've just skulled 10 pints of Stella is OK up 'til, oh I dunno, 68?
 

john eden

male pale and stale
This is where football is a saviour. Going to a club post-29 and gyrating your ageing carcass near teens is creepy and vile. But donning a Stone Island cap or goggle jacket and doing that "come on then!" extended arms gesture with 29,000 other blokes who've just skulled 10 pints of Stella is OK up 'til, oh I dunno, 68?

After 68 you're at premium age to tell the cops to fuck off at demos though. Or just anyway, why not?
 

luka

Well-known member
one very noticeable thing about metroplitan Essex is that there is no generation gap.
when i worked at Romford dogs it was normal to see 3 generations of geezers, son, dad, grandad,
together for the night out, all dressed identically in tracksuits and trainers (usually air max) drinking
the same beer, laughing at the same jokes. im suspicious of the rhetoric of ageing
as it seems to be fairly specific to the white middle class and to be a kind of self-
fulfilling prophecy. westwood is 80 years old and looking better than ever. there
does seem to be a way to slip the net to some degree.
 

john eden

male pale and stale
I’ll be 49 in a couple of weeks and I’ve just been out for a curry and a concert (including a set by Scanner) with my Dad who is 76.
 
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