Q: How did the blink side project “Box Car Racer” make you feel?
A: weird, betrayed, jealous. probably more than i should have.

blink-182 songs about feeling “weird, betrayed, jealous” maybe more than you should feel:

1. “Online Songs”
   please don’t remind me, put your past behind me,
   it shines so bright it blinds me, I wish that this would end
   and I am not lying, last night I saw you online,
   your screenname used to be mine, why can’t we just pretend?
2. “Dammit”
   the timing, and structure, did you hear he fucked her?
3. “Dysentery Gary”
   the girl chose the one guy who makes you wanna kick and scream
4. “Dumpweed”
   I need a girl that I can train
   
5. “Roller Coaster”
   I had that dream about you again
   where I wait outside until you let me in,
   and there I stayed
   
6. “Wendy Clear”
   so I’ll see you with another guy who pretends not to hear you when you cry
   I wish it didn’t have to be so bad
   
7. “Reebok Commercial”
   girls money and everything
   I try to compete with you
   
8. “Don’t Leave Me”
   she said that I’m not the one that she thinks about and
   she said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down
   
9. “Apple Shampoo”
   I know just where I stand, a boy trapped in the body of a man and
   I’ll take what you’re willing to give and I’ll teach myself to live
   with a walk-on part in a background shot from a movie I’m not in.

synecdoche:

WHY’D YOU SPILL THE CUP OF APPLE JUICE IN THE HALL?

I HAVE BEEN WAITING MY WHOLE LIFE FOR A HARD-HITTING INTERVIEW WITH MARK HOPPUS

I’M NOT READY

eta: So bummed I missed him, I came up with THE BEST question. I’ll have to save it for whenever someone agrees to let me publish #the love song of m. allan hoppus

(Source: markhoppus)

Ten months ago you could not have convinced me that by January 2012 I would be listening to blink-182 exclusively (that blair would find me the perfect blink shirt and that I might cry about it). Even six months ago you could not have convinced me that I would ever have any powerful feels, theory or otherwise, about “What’s My Age Again?”

AND YET HERE I AM.

I’ve spent most of this year appropriating a song about misogynist immaturity, transforming it into an anthem of feminist restlessness. I’ve distracted myself with all kinds of theory of memory and archive and geography and I think it’s relevant, but mostly it’s that I’m 23 and nobody likes me. This, I’m sure, is how and why.

Hire Mark Hoppus to tell you about teens.

(Inc., Dec. 2000)

Uh, what’s your age again? It may determine whether you greet Blink’s scatological and, in this case, self-pleasuring humor with a snicker or groan. Certainly, the trio’s triple-platinum third album, last year’s Enema of the State, has been found immensely gratifying by a teen audience hungry for pop-punk. That’s thanks to hummable hits like ”What’s My Age Again?” in which the narrator laments getting dumped by his girl after attention deficit disorder causes him to switch on the TV mid-fellati…oh, you get the idea. The ubiquitous video for the tune found the band eschewing Gucci for their favorite brand of suits — the birthday kind.
…
Blink-182 may not be a ”boy band” themselves, but men will be boys: What Enema really flushes up is a perfect encapsulation of the American adolescent male mind-set circa 1999. ”We are exactly the same as kids hanging out in high school or junior high, making fart jokes and talking about girls,” says singer-bassist Hoppus. ”Tom always wonders, if you gave a 14-year-old kid a microphone and a bunch of people to say something in front of, what would he say? That’s us.” He pauses. ”Although I’m 27.”

—Chris Willman, “Nude Sensation” in Entertainment Weekly, February 2000

When I started this project (project?) I made one major methodological concession: I was going to use “Mark Hoppus” to mean “blink-182” because If fucking feel like it.

But you know, I’m not sure that was such an unsound move after all.

The boys of Blink 182 have no intention of growing up. For them, maturity is a distant destination on the road to success.

“We get to do whatever we want, which is pretty much allowed because we play music for a living. If I was a banker, there would be no way that I could run around farting, licking girls, or just taking off for fishing trips on a whim,” says bassist/vocalist Mark Hoppus. “We can’t do Blink forever, I realize, but for now we try not to set goals or think about the day when it won’t be acceptable for us to act like horny losers.”

And because Hoppus, guitarist Tom Delonge, and drummer Travis Barker are so good at being bad, they did the logical thing—wrote a song about it. “What’s My Age Again?” is a peppy punk anthem about “acting like a dork” and is this issue’s No.2 on Modern Rock Tracks.

“It’s about being in my 20s and acting like a jackass teenager,” Hoppus says. “It is absolutely autobiographical. I still make prank phone calls, insult people, and put my foot in my mouth. I drink too much. I can even eat a half-dozen doughnuts in one sitting. It makes me endearing, especially being in a band, but I’m the biggest letdown.”

—Carrie Bell, “The Modern Age” in Billboard, August 1999