Monday, 2 November 2009

circa 2002


I used to be big on music like this back when I was kicking out at the world. I was never allowed a haircut to match though. Far too edgy.

But theres a certain charm to Hatcham Social which make them more than just teenage nostalgia  - possibly the fact they sound like they are a mixture of the smiths, the libertines and the NMe'S next fad.

Either way, I can't listen to them without recalling those years. the texts, the sweethearts, my secret love of hiphop ('chav' music), class clowns, saturday morning rugby. Finally realizing it was cooler to let my hair go wild than get the wet look gel out. It allll comes flooding back.


Move along if you don't have any guitar based memories to dwell on.

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