For months, I’d been at a loss as to why I could no longer find the joy in twerk-crazed, sweaty, overcrowded clubs like everyone else in their early 20s. But then anti-social songstress Alessia Cara’s “Here” graced my Pandora station. As Cara soulfully relayed the tiresomeness of lame get-togethers, every inexplicably underwhelming party experience I’ve had was finally able to gain closure.
If you’re like me, you shamelessly embrace your desire to sip Pink Moscato while catching up on Scandal and Broad City on a Friday night. But maybe you’ve never thought twice about the social ritual that is the “turn up.” If you’ve recently found yourself giving fellow partygoers the side-eye more often than usual and Cara’s song struck a few chords with you, you may be at a place where you’re questioning your social preferences.
To resolve any uncomfortable inner conflict, I’ve compiled a list of songs that would awaken the anti-partygoer within. Let these lyrics guide you in discovery of your social self.
The Spiteful Chant – Kendrick Lamar
“Stay to myself like loners do/ Get high by myself, I’m not in the mood/ To politic or be fake with you”
At some point or another, most people grow weary just at the thought of forced associations.
What this means for you: The sheer politics and makeup of party scenes don’t sit well with you: the small talk, insincerity, etc. Your idea of a good night doesn’t include unnecessary conversation with self-proclaimed turn up gods. In other words, you don’t like to fake the funk. But that doesn’t necessarily mean you’d like to put your nights of lituations behind you so continue on.
Me, Myself and I – G-Eazy featuring Bebe Rexha
“While y’all follow, we just make trends/I’m right back to work when that break ends…I don’t need anything to get me through the night/ Except the beat that’s in my heart/ Yeah, it’s keeping me alive/ I don’t need anything to make me satisfied”
Sounds like G-Eazy and Bebe Rexha have things to do and they probably don’t revolve around liquor or crowds.
What this means for you: You’re focused on yourself at the moment. You love hanging with your friends, but partying will just have to take the back burner. You may not be ready to permanently dip on the party scene. But there are goals to be accomplished. They’ll send the beer kegs your love.
“Now please can we leave, I’d like to go to bed now/ It’s not just the sun that is hurting my head now/ I’m not trying to say that I’m smelling of roses/ But when will we tire of putting shit up our noses/ I don’t like staying up, staying up past the sunlight”
Unimpressed by the drug – induced late nights, Allen seems to think we’re all headed down a reckless path towards self-destruction.
What this means for you: Your motto is work hard, nap harder. Sleep is life. The turn up of the century would have nothing on the exquisite experience of a solid slumber. But when awake, you can’t help but be bothered by society’s lack of sobriety, which is why you stray from turn-up spots.
Nobody Cares if You Don’t Go to the Party – Courtney Barnett
“Yes I like hearing your stories/ But I’ve heard them all before/ I’d rather stay in bed with the rain over my head/Than have to pick my brain up off of the floor”
Barnett’s favorite Saturday night spot is none other than her mind.
What this means for you: Rowdiness and drunken antics are simply lacking in the depth you seek. You’d rather be in bed with potentially pessimistic thoughts than any mindless Saturday night absurdities. Some may call you a Debbie Downer but screw ‘em. You know there’s nothing like the awakening that follows a night of some hearty existentialism.
“Truly, I ain’t got no business here/ But since my friends are here/ I just came to kick it but really/ I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room/ With people who don’t even care about my well-being”
Ah, these words come right from the goddess of introversion herself.
What this means for you: Your chakras feel compromised in certain social settings. You have yet to understand the fixation with twerking, can’t stand the pathetic efforts of creeps looking for a one-nighter and you wonder where the self-respect of your peers has run off to. You’re trying not to be judgy but scenes like this are killing your every single vibe. You’re realizing your chakras are only safe with your squad.
If you’ve come to the conclusion that seeking lituations isn’t the ideal way to spend your beloved weekend, so be it. Some say with maturity, comes wisdom. I say, you’re not about this life anymore. And that’s ok.
