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Teenaged Boys, 1960s

Young and Naughty

Young and Naughty


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whaticantremembernow:

I remember being 10 and watchin this like….yeah she’s grown why tf her parents being so unreasonable.


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Friendly reminder that “Teenagers” is not a “rah rah, stand up to the evil adult oppressors who want to turn you into capitalist slaves” song. It is literally about school shootings. It’s about teenagers expressing their (not unfounded) anger and fear through violence and how that is not something you should do. Gerard wrote it after teenagers on public transport were giving him a fucking panic attack, which is not something that happens when you see a group of people as innocent victims who have no choice but to turn to violence. If you watch the video, you have Death—the literal personification of death—saying “Teenagers scare the living shit outta me” and having that fear immediately validated. Turning it into a “rah rah, stand up to the evil adult oppressors” song is a willful misinterpretation of the original intent and also shows you didn’t listen to it very carefully. 

Between Sleep and Awake - {20} Butterflies Bella Rosenthorn’s life was going perfectly accordi

Between Sleep and Awake - {20} Butterflies 

Bella Rosenthorn’s life was going perfectly according to plan. She was popular, smart, adored by everyone who met her. Everything seemed perfect; until the night that a drunken car ride almost takes her life. Stuck in a coma at the hospital and seemingly hopeless, Bella is pulled into the world of her subconscious. There, she meets Julian, an exuberant and reckless boy who exposes her to a life beyond her imagination. Through him, Bella is introduced to the Street Soldiers, a group of teenagers who never have to grow up and never plan on it. However, a darkness lurks on the edges, as the malevolent Morpheus continuously torments Julian and the other Soldiers. 

Meanwhile, back in the waking world, lanky teen Hogan Barrie fights to keep Bella on life support and bring her back to the land of the living. Bella, Julian and Hogan must face the struggles of love, war, life and eventually learn what is the true essence of youth.


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Teenage party(Nina Leen. 1947)

Teenage party

(Nina Leen. 1947)


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themaninthegreenshirt:The Young Elizabethan was a ‘magazine for teenagers’. It lasted from the 1953

themaninthegreenshirt:

The Young Elizabethan was a ‘magazine for teenagers’. It lasted from the 1953 coronation of the Queen – after whom it was named – until 1973, when the Age of Aquarius had decidedly taken over from the New Elizabethan Age.

What a long-lost world this high-toned ‘magazine for teenagers’ opens up – a world of intelligent and highly literate youngsters with interests that ranged from books (above all, books) to world affairs, history, model-making, astronomy, nature, cycling, photography and ponies. One issue advertised a Heinz ‘Cowboy’s Breakfast’ colouring competition with three ponies on offer as prizes. If you didn’t want the pony, you could opt for 200 guineas (yes, guineas) in Premium Bonds.

There is not a whiff of celebrity (in the modern sense) or fashion, relationship problems or gossip. And the only concession to pop music is a monthly record round-up by groovemeister Sandy (The Boy Friend) Wilson.

The excellent books page is written by Noel Streatfield, author of Ballet Shoes – the October 1958 issue has a photo spread of up-and-coming ballerinas, all very elegant and ladylike, a far cry from today’s stringier, more athletic dancers.


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