The latest episode of Glee made me realize something about myself: I can’t let go of certain things. And by things, I mean my hatred of everything ‘N Sync-related.
As a child of the ’90’s (literally, I was born in 1990), I felt forced, at a very young age, to pick a side: Backstreet Boys or ‘N Sync. I immediately gravitated toward the pitch-perfect harmonies of BSB as opposed to the Justin Timberlake-JC Chasez duets that featured three other dancing guys. It might seem harsh, but any child of the ’90’s knows that this rivalry was real and cutthroat. And back then, it was okay for me to be so harsh in my approach to pop music, so long as it was out of love for Brian, AJ, Howie, Nick and Kevin. Ten years later? I’m not so sure it’s rational anymore.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not ashamed of my ongoing love affair with the best boy-band of all time. When I was 20, I went to two Backstreet concerts within four days of each other. And so did my 50-year-old father, who also enjoys pitch-perfect harmonies… just sayin’. You see, the love and dedication isn’t what I’m worried about. It’s the hatred.
It’s the fact that when my friends put an ‘N Sync song on while we’re having an impromptu dance party (as everyone does), I stop dancing. And as much as they think I’m being ridiculous, and as much as I know that I’m being ridiculous, I just can’t fake it. And when Glee did a mash-up of “Bye Bye Bye” and “I Want It That Way,” I was a little offended. However, if my obsession stopped there, I might be alright. But it doesn’t… READ FULL STORY