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As the summer slowly arrives, the pace gradually changes, people start sitting outside in the sun, eyes closed, cherry trees are blooming, the smell of warmth and fresh cut grass, there is chatter and laughter outside.
People start to look at the past academic year, saying stuff like “this time last year I was still there” and realising just how much has changed. To me, a first year, the change is very visible: the daily routine, people you see everyday, surroundings and friends… but I am sure for any of the older years the feeling stays, even if not as dramatically.
There is also talk of summer, the time where there isn't a routine to follow, when you find yourself with a blank page, meant to be filled with so many fun memor ies. Just in case you aren’t sure of what to do, we made some propositions for you (page 2). Remember: the only important thing is to have fun!
Writing about the summer ahead made me remember the last one. Chaotic memories of swimming in lakes, climbing trees and shouting poetry from them, dancing in the rain, running to see the sunset, playing D&D and just so much laughter and stupid jokes.
If you get overwhelmed by this shift in the atmosphere and need some quiet time, and you just happen to sit away from the sun, your eyes no longer closed, then why not enter a world of museums with cool creatures, beautiful short stories, cozy memories and feelings, poetry and so much more!
Welcome to the last issue of ROUX for this academic year and can’t wait to see you in the next one!
Written by Maria Mazeina
Designed by Valeriia Stelmashenko
Or they just might be chill about it!
Revolution Summer
It was 1984 in Washington DC. Tension in the hardcore punk scene had been rising As the music became more violent, so did the fans But punk has never been afraid to be intense, grating, angr y… So, what was the problem? So-called boneheads were the problem: skinheads, machos, and racists. Like the punks, they were political, and ver y vocal about it They shared anti-establishment and antiauthority attitudes, however punk is all about fighting against oppression, and for equality So, something had to be done
Revolution Summer began in 1985. A straight edge movement aiming to rid the scene of bigotr y As with most things, it all began with a woman: Amy Pickering (later of Fire Par ty), at the time working for Dischord Records** Out with the sexism, the vandalism, and the vicious mosh pits So, they left the leather and studs behind, and a new movement emerged Understated but authentic, they preached vegetarianism and activism, came in wearing button-ups and jeans, and sang about their feelings Because what better way is there to fight the external brutality of the scene than by giving power to the internal, the personal And so, emotional hardcore was born
Emocore - First Wave
Often considered to have released the first emocore (emotional hardcore) record ever (their selftitled 1985 album), Rites of Spring entered the scene in the midst of Revolution Summer and sang songs of yearning, love, and pain And although they didn’t care much for the label (and they weren’t the only ones), their music paved the way for for ty years of musical evolution within and alongside the emo genre
“Emotional
hardcore?
As if hardcore wasn’t emotional to begin with!”
– Ian MacKaye***
At this point, emocore was still in the process of differentiating itself from the hardcore punk scene, which is one of the reasons many bands of the time are often labelled as both Much of the antimainstream/DIY sentiment of the punk scene resulted in small releases, underground concer ts, and ver y little publicity for bands Over the years, this made it increasingly hard to keep track of relevant bands of the time. However, key players like Embrace, Dag Nasty, and Moss Icon still have a dedicated following.
Screamo & Midwest Emo - Second Wave
As the 90s rolled around, emo left the DC area and began to develop into a wide range of subgenres. Some bands held on to the grit of their punk origins while leaning fur ther into intimate lyricism, developing genres like Screamo/Skramz and emoviolence Burnt out by the demanding pace and intensity of hardcore punk, they slowed down the
tempo and emphasized grueling vocals and poetic lyrics
Examples of this are Orchid and Saetia (a personal favorite)
Others took the sound in a new direction while preser ving the emotion and vulnerability of emocore, resulting in early Midwest emo and emo pop While many Midwest emo bands didn’t consider themselves emo at the time–often simply because the term wasn’t fully established–, the miser y of living in a small town evoked familiar flavors of sadness, hopelessness, and loneliness
Pop emo - Third Wave
The 2000s were THE age of emo (music, culture, spirit): Side bangs, eyeliner, and Hot Topic were all the fuzz and also, according to many, not “real” emo Influenced by Midwest- and pop emo bands like Jimmy Eat World and American Football, pop punk became the defining sound of the youth during this time Emo subculture and music, however, lost traction. Many of the sub-genres that defined the sound of emo throughout the 80s and 90s began to fade away as their fans aged, leaving only the after taste of what they used to be.
Purists coined the term “mall emo” for the subculture that developed around this time, poking fun at its Hot-Topicobsessed teenage following known for loitering around food cour ts While this author agrees that the name “emo” is widely misattributed to ar tists that retain little to none of the essence of the original movement, there is a case to be made in favor of bands who may not be emo (whether that is because of their values, style, histor y, etc ), but propagated its spirit of noble rebellion and vulnerability. Such as My Chemical Romance
Revival - Fourth Wave
After a period of stagnation in the 2000s, a few young daydreamers and scholars of second wave emo decided it was time to make things right Emo revival sought to replicate the math-rock-inspired**** sound of second wave emo, often using newer and more experimental instrumentation This also resulted in twinkledaddies, a gentler and dreamier genre accompanied by bursts of intense vocals and characterized by reflective and nostalgic lyrics.
This movement also resulted in screamo revival While often less musically grating than the original screamo from the 90s, it
employs similar vocals and themes Emo and screamo revivals put the focus back on small concer ts, DIY ethics, and intimate communities.
ContemporaryFifth Wave
The current state of emo is difficult to analyze because it is still evolving and developing It seems to follow in the footsteps of emo revival and twinkledaddies in tr ying to preser ve sounds and values of early emo bands Genres like bedroom emo and bedroom skramz emphasize the DIY aspect of the genre that had been underrepresented for decades, while remaining as experimental as ever. Others like emogaze (emo-shoegaze*****) have borrowed elements from other genres–as is often the case–and made something completely new Emo seems to be heading towards maximalism, playfulness, and loudness And
as the current era seems to be coming to a close, many of us will be keeping our eyes peeled for whatever comes next
* Lyrics from Rites of Spring’s Hidden Wheel (Also Indian Summer’s Woolworm and Angr y Son)
**
***Of The Teen Idles, Minor Threat, Embrace, Fugazi, etc Also co-founder of Dischord Records
****A style of rock characterized by unusual and complicated time signatures and technical guitar playing
*****A style of rock characterized by loudness, distorsion, and reverb. The name references the musicians often glancing down to look at their guitar pedals
Emo chronology Emo
chronology
DC Hardcore Punk
Germs
Minor Threat
Gray Matter
Beefeater
EMOCORE
Rites of Spring
Dag Nasty
Embrace
Moss Icon
MIDWEST EMO
EMOVIOLENCE
Orchid
Pg 99
Jeromes Dream
BEDROOM SKRAMZ
Your Arms Are My Cocoon
Dead Butterflies
Bright Little Stars
POP-EMO
Sunny Day Real Estate
Texas Is The Reason
Cap’n Jazz
American Football
TWINKLEDADDIES
Paramore
Taking Back Sunday
Brand New
SCREAMO REVIVAL
I Hate Sex
Foxtails
Viva Belgrado
Touché Amoré
EMOGAZE
Parannoul
Weatherday
Asian Glow
EMO REVIVAL
Modern Baseball
Foxing
Origami Angel
The World Is A Beautiful Place And I Am No Longer Afraid to Die
Marietta
Algernon Cadwallader
EXPLORE:
Slowdive (SHOEGAZE)
Delta Sleep (MATH ROCK)
Home Is Where (FOLK EMO)
Hospital Bracelet (BEDROOM EMO)
Deafheaven (BLACKENED SCREAMO)
SCREAMO
Heroin
Indian Summer
Saetia (no longer on Spotify)
J’ai appris à associer la honte et la culpabilité à des signaux fiables de dang er «Si j’ar rive à éviter tout ce qui me fait honte, je finirai cer tainement par être aimée» est le mensong e que j’ai inventé pour sur vivre
Je sais aujourd’hui que c ’est un mensong e. Une personne qui ne m ’aime pas dans tous mes états est incapable de m ’aimer de manière sincère La honte, que je por te sur mon dos, en augmentant continuellement la charg e, est fabriquée de toute pièce. Elle n ’ a été pour moi qu ’ une ar mure pour préser ver ma lumière des tentatives des autres pour l’étouffer Je n ’ en ai plus besoin.
Merci ma Honte, pour ce que tu as fait pour moi jusqu’à aujourd’hui. Petit à petit, je retire les charg es accrochées à mon dos
A chaque charg e que je retire, je redécouvre un fragment de moi, un peu poussiéreux mais en parfait état, protégé par une carapace lisse et blanche à l’extérieur, colorée et scintillante à l’intérieur
Je pose les charg es et je sens la douleur s ’atténuer Chaque fragment est unique et chaleureux, et mérite sa place dans un endroit sûr
J’ar rive à la carapace finale. La plus solide. Celle qui s ’est constr uite en premier La honte d’être heureuse. Je brise la carapace, laissant s’échapper une volée de papillons.
Je m 'assois par ter re
Les fragments autour de moi brillent tous à leur manière.
-written and designed by Yasmine
Moving out
For all those conversations with my roommates in the kitchen, the meals, and the laughter we shared.
I arrived here over a year ago now, with my big suitcases full of garlands, yarn, and books. In that year, I moved three times and lived with so many different people who became my family while my own was far away. I came here to be closer to someone; today, that person is no longer in my circle, but my steps have led me to something even more important. In one year, I’ve taken more steps than in ten, because I now realize that I’ve found myself. That long silence that filled my first few months has turned into encounters, sharing, and discoveries. Without knowing it, these people have guided me toward the person I wanted to be, and I thank them for that.
Take care!
Chloé
Moving in
West Afric an
Hi, I’m Tulip. My mother gave birth to me under an acacia tree in the middle of the Nigerian savannah after 15 months of pregnancy. My mom fell for my dad when she saw him relentlessly stabbing his opponent in the neck for one hour, a mating ritual called necking. I’ve never met him, but I bet he was so cool. When I was born, I was
taller than most of you, I could already run and eat by myself; although for about 18 months my mom was always by my side watching over me and taking me to the best trees. I even had nannies. Giraffes have actual creches, with one of the mother giraffes taking turns watching over the calves to allow the rest to look for food. My favorite game at the nursery is pulling my friends’ tails with my teeth.
Now, I am two years old, I weigh 400 kilograms and am 3,4 meters tall. In order to track the migration patterns of my herd, scientists put a GPS chip in my ear. Apparently, our species is threatened with extinction. I don’t really understand why, but humans seem interested in us in many different aspects. Some hunt us for our precious body parts, others simply want to understand how we behave or even help keep our species alive. Once, I got stuck in the fence of a farm and a researcher came to my rescue. I don’t like humans but this guy is special, so I guess some of them are redeemable.
Giraf fe
Giraffes might not look impressive in the way lions or tigers are, but if you think we’re not cool enough, let me change your mind. By the time I’m an adult, my legs will be taller than you. I sleep less than two hours a day. My diet consists of many different tree leaves, some of them toxic to other animals. Acacia, red balm, mangrove trees. Also, we have four stomachs. Many types of birds feed off of the parasitic insects on our skin. Our life expectancy in the wild is 20 to 25 years. We can run up to 60km/h, allowing us to escape lions. We have the biggest heart in the entire savannah.
I’m sure you are convinced now. So make sure you are part of the humans who want to understand us, not the ones who use us.
