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Trends coming back around, The 1975, and a horribly failed relationship

I used to date a girl who was a huge The 1975 fan. Horrible relationship.

Great band though. At the time I wasn’t super into them because they seemed like they were really cool and I was too cool to be into cool things. It also seemed as though most of their demographic was younger ladies and as I was not a younger lady, I felt strange even attempting to gravitate towards anything they were putting out, even if the music they were putting out at that time was pretty incredible. (this was during their “I Like It When You Sleep…” era for those wondering)

Because of the horrible feelings I left that relationship with, it took me YEARS before I would listen to that band again. I heard them pretty much all the time when I was with this person, which was fine…but after the desolation that was the end of that relationship, music of The 1975 was definitely something I left behind in the rubble and didn’t look back. Anytime their music would come on in the car, or at a social gathering, or anytime I’d see a friend post about them…I’d get that trigger that just brought me back to the toxicity that was that relationship. (wow I’m really throwing this girl under the bus. There were good aspects to the relationship of course. It wasn’t all bad…just definitely not a relationship that represents my most mature tendencies or decision making. I think that’s why I have the sour taste in my mouth when I think about it, not even just because of her but because of me. This article is NOT about this relationship, but I found it important to offer that back story)

Eventually, a few years after that relationship as they were gearing up to release a new album, I began to revisit them a bit. For whatever reason I felt more comfortable, I guess just time? I think maybe everyone has similar habits when it comes to failed relationships. Even if there were parts about it that were good, or things you shared together that you enjoyed that may have even been good for you in some ways, your immediate reaction to a bad breakup is to just leave EVERYTHING behind. Change it all up. Don’t keep anything the same and wash everything off with completely new habits and activities. But eventually, I felt like I reclaimed myself enough to where I felt comfortable revisiting the things that might trigger the feelings of that relationship. The triggers didn’t mean as much anymore because the self-deprecating thoughts that they triggered were no longer realistic or valid in my mind…so they became more laughable than anything else. Either way, I’m glad I could reach that point…for various reasons but possibly none more than the realization that The 1975 are an incredible bunch of artists. Their song “Love It If We Made It” has become an anthem of mine that I haven’t grown tired of since I first heard it, and all of their albums since have been an inspiration to me for writing, creating, and living all together. There are a small few positive things I can take from that relationship, but being exposed to that band is undoubtedly one of them.

Styles in Repeat

While I was still in this relationship though, and I was exposed to this band…it was the first time I really understood the idea of styles coming back around. It’s a concept I had heard before that point in my life, but this was the first moment in time that I felt aware enough to notice and understand it, and it’s something that is still very fascinating to me today.