It’s not a particularly romantic image I’ll grant you, but that was my teens, if I wasn’t sat in a friend’s living room/bedroom/shed surrounded by equally grouchy peers drinking cheap beer and playing Super Smash Bros. There he is! I actually had to log into MySpace to get this, it was the only one that I hadn’t mangled with Photoshop… There at the desk, sat hunched at the computer, bent forwards in a position that would cause him considerable aching issues in later life, face lost in an unkempt mess of almost-curly shoulder length hair is the occupant. Pepper bottles is positioned to be within ideal throwing distance from any part of the room. A litter-bin almost overflowing with Kit-Kat wrappers and Dr. The visceral thrashing of Machine Head’s Through the Ashes of Empires is playing so loudly, it’s threatening to shake the video game posters, photographs and home-photoshopped movie quotes from their crusted blu-tack foothold.

A faint veneer of sweat hangs in the air, sealed in by the perpetually closed windows and drawn curtains.

The bands who helped us through that first, crushing break-up, the TV characters whose struggles seemed so synonymous with our own, that one toy that you just couldn’t grow out of playing with and that particular pair of shoes you wore until they fell to pieces.Īllow me to paint you a picture with my imagination-brush: enter a blue bedroom so littered with dirty clothes, CD cases, musical instruments and half-finished drawings that it could either house a madman or a heroin addict. This might not seem like a particularly big deal, nobody’s really used MSN in quite some time (apart from the Chinese, for want of anything better that isn’t banned by the government), but to some, it marks the end of an era.Įveryone has that little clutch of cultural memorabilia tucked away in some dusted corner of their minds that evokes puberty. So, news has broken that as of October of this year, Microsoft’s MSN Messenger program will be closing its shutters once and for all.

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