This Is My New Theme Song
I am not a cosplayer and I have never expressed an interest in dressing up as my favourite animated or fictional character and attending a conference. That is, unless you are counting Hallowe'en or some other event. I suppose that would make me a cosplayer at heart - just not a "professional". I do remember dressing up as Indiana Jones for some elementary school October Festival back in 1985 or 1986. But this what I am wanting to chat about. I am talking about the fact that this song struck a chord with me. It is a song I had not heard before from the band Bon Jovi. It is simple and straight forward but I couldn't help but witness it being used as an anthem for those people who enjoy dressing up and pretending to be someone they are not.
I would imagine that a sub-culture like cosplay may get a lot of looks or people may judge the cosplayer for "wasting time" on something perceived as being a time killer. I always believe that time spent enjoying what you like to do is not time wasted. If you do something you like, how could it be wasted? Anyway... I can't deny this video does touch on something we all feel about our place in the world.
I recall when I stopped dressing up for Hallowe'en because it was "innappropriate" or I was "too old" for that sort of thing. It was a shocking realization for me as, at the time, I was excited to dress up mainly to entertain my younger sister. She is eight years younger than me and she was still "young enough". She asked me to go with her, so, as her brother, I did. Why not? But one house I attended with my sister, the candy dispenser told me in a very rude way that I was too old. I remember feeling a little out of place but not so much that I should have been off doing something...well, else. According to legend, it was because I chose to dress up as a hobo that caused the stir in local parents. A twelve year or thirteen year old walking around with his sister collecting candy was a scary idea. I remember it quite differently.
But, now...as I get older I see that everything I was told is bullshit. It seems that dressing up and acting crazy is a ritual repeated almost every weekend. We may not take the time to build a costume of a character... but we do exactly the same thing. We're not too old - ever. We should be having more fun. We should be "acting up" and not "being the age" we are. It is horse-hockey. I refuse to grow up. I could be dead tomorrow.
Where is the fun in that when you haven't lived? My two cents.