Blink-182 Website Intro From 2000

A different time. I honestly wish I could go back.

 

This unlocked something in my brain

 

I can hear the aol dial up bleeps

 

This and Showoff, and every time Drive-Thru Records announced a new signing or album flash intro really are burned into my memory. Just those little 15 second clips would get me excited to click into a website ha

 

I absolutely love this 64kb audio. The good ol days

 

This channel on youtube has a bunch of DTR ones. Super fun watch.

 

Saw this a little while back on one of those 3 am archive.org thrill rides. The flash toypaj intro though not nearly as classic is also on there- super fucking bummed none of the Mark, Tom and Travis show flash intros work though.

 

Awesome

 

I still can’t believe apps like Winamp and sonique don’t exist anymore. They were peak.

 

Ah, this sounds like the high quality files you would download from Kazaa that got ripped, compressed, cropped, recompressed, then put through a blender.

Hey, Winamp still exists. You can download it from the official site! It was most-recently updated in 2022 for Windows 11 compatibility.

 

Nothing makes me feel old more than the memory of begging my parents for a cd burner for Christmas. This thread brings a lot of nostalgia out and every time I reflect back on everything I am so grateful that us ‘older folk’ didn’t have access to things like Spotify and YouTube and whatever else. Im not pointing a finger and saying the younger more recent generation’s taste in music is weaker, but we went on what feels like a hero’s journey through fantastica. The challenge of navigating new music and bands that fit your newborn personal taste in music, the way that things would fall in place IE- grabbing blink songs off Napster, unknowingly downloading unwritten law- angel without wings only to realize it’s unwritten law after it’s downloaded, loving it, adding UL to your list, realizing ten awesome UL songs deep that this angel without wings song might not be UL and then discovering fucking slick shoes. Everything is so laid out there in the open now, and the lack of mystery is a bummer. My favorite taste discovery era memory was without question Third Eye Blind. I was real young, and so was the internet- and dial up was so slow, it was too much and too rare to find an outright discography list and what a special feeling it was, slowly grabbing songs one at a time off of Napster, Morpheus, kazaa, limewire and 3eb through doing that became the second band (blink being first) I just loved every single song. And I had no clue when I’d run out, cause I didn’t know the discography. There was no Shazam, you just prayed to a god the dj on the radio would name the band and song which was always hit or miss. Heard this song once in like fifth grade through the speakers at a guitar shop. Nothing else existed in that moment to me but that song, I fell in love. I needed the dj to name it. He didn’t. I left broken, unsure how I’d ever hear it again. Three years later, buddy holly by weezer. And I miss buying cds blind too, cause doing that pockets vivid memories of the moment you first heard whatever. For me, chesire cat and Pinkerton in downtown Disney stand out the most. Pinkerton, I remember sitting on the hotel bed with my cd player staring at the wall in a daze, fucking shocked stiff at what a perfect record it was. When blink broke up I got like, what felt like fifty phone calls asking if I’d be okay. I over dramatically wasn’t sure. It was silly I guess, but I felt like them breaking up made me feel pulled out of and away from a big portion of that scene. I stumbled into FYE one day a few months after and bought a particular cd completely blind for one reason and one reason only: it was the first cd I had ever seen that lacked a track listing on the back. It was lifted , and gratefully for me bright eyes- Conor more specifically would just become my all time favorite. And like how blink led me to ul to the ataris to mest to Jew to 3eb to weezer bright eyes led me to cursive to Rilo Kiley to Neva Dinova. 90 percent of new songs weren’t regulated to a locked in day of the week. You never knew when something was coming. One second you’re walking to home room for a mid term but you pause to slide into the computer lab to see if there was a new quote on the plus 44 website and realize you’re instead staring at a fucking mp3 player about to listen to something that will keep the goosebumps steady for the entirety of the test. And halfway through the test your mouth drops and you turn to the wall as if to ask it to confirm it’s Tom’s fucking birthday. Sorry for the book, when nostalgia hits I never know when I’m done.

 

The book is fine, but I had to throw that into chatgpt so it could break it in to paragraphs. I agree to an extent. People aren't as "dedicated" to music because you can access everything at once, and you don't have to buy it. I think albums are a dying art form, but I'm glad to see that vinyl still has its place in the world.