Faceoff: Hellogoodbye vs. Wheatus
The Faceoff Manifesto
Comrades,
Today we are challenged by a formidable adversary: the unstoppable onslaught of information. From Ethics to Accounting, forcible redistribution of brain cells has left us forgetting our roots, forgetting what we once held so dear. Too many times we let the shallow, angsty, one-time hits of our adolescence get lost amongst the impertinent sophistication of “adulthood!”
Today, we return to our roots. We reclaim what was once ours. We take back those simple, addictive tunes that inspired our younger selves!
Faceoff is here to help you salvage those lost memories, to help rescue the dying valor of your youthful bliss, and to resurrect heroes cast aside by Beibers and Gagas!
Join us.
Faceoff. Two men enter. One song prevails.
To begin the series, I would like to re-introduce you to Hellogoodbye’s “Here (In Your Arms).” Besides unnecessary parenthesis, this song provides a time-machine all the way back to the year 2006. Remember “Snakes on a Plane” and Gnarls Barkley, anyone?
When this song hit the charts, I was enduring the obstinate fifteenth year of my life. Too old for summer camps and sleep-overs, yet too boyish for wild high-school-shit-show-parties, Here’s simplistic melody offered me aural empathy for my adolescent nostalgia. Yet its references to driving, and its party-thumping rhythm, inspired excitement in becoming an elite, respected, car-driving adult.
–Dave
There can be no better way to kick things off than with “Teenage Dirtbag” by Wheatus, one of the great one-hit wonders of our times.
This song captured the imagination of every kid who pined for the attention of someone a little out of his/her league (everyone). And who doesn’t remember hearing this song and debating whether the singer was a man or a woman?
The year 2000 wasn’t just a time when Starbucks locations still outnumbered Subway restaurants. Oh no. It was a time when, in the end, the little guy could get those “two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby.”
Some of us might no longer be teenagers, but deep down we’ll always be dirtbags.
But really, the video says it all:
–Adam
Gotta go with Here (In Your Arms)…but maybe only because of its parenthesis usage.
PSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH
NO CONTEST.
Teenage dirt bag all the way.
I’ll fight anyone who disagrees with me.
Teenage Dirtbag is a no brainer here, but if you’re gonna conjure up Crazy, I think that song vs. Teenage Dirtbag is a lot closer.
AND the video has Jason Biggs, Mena Suvari, and you realize the singer isn’t a lady. No contest.
Teenage Dirtbag… no brainer.
this is unfair.
Even i like teenage dirtbag better.
Teenage Dirtbag, hands down.
sorry, dave.
and just one question… what exactly is a “party-thumping rhythm?”
he probably meant “party-thumbing rhythm,” like a rhythm so good that it makes everyone at the party give a thumbs-up
womp womp womp i like womp womp where we are womp womp when we drive womp womp in my car womp womp
party-thumpin rhythm
Teenage Dirtbag all the way!
PS I’m upset that, after all that debate, Dunkaroos weren’t even MENTIONED in this post.
WHEATUS
well said “john piela”
dunkaroos are implicit in everything that Dave and I write. but I’ll make sure to mention ‘em next time
Teenage Dirtbag without a doubt. Wheatus weren’t one-hit wonders though, they had one other top ten and a top 50 (if that counts as a hit) and they’re still going. Touring the UK this year actually