They were put there by a man!
In a factory, down tooooown!
If I had my little way
I’d eat peaches every day
Sun-soakin’ bulges in the shade
Dododo dododododo dododo dododododo
Old millennial checking in. No fucking clue what this is about
It’s ok, we can’t all be cool :)
I remember just driving around in the backseat of mom’s minivan, and it could’ve been 92.3 KROCJ, or 100.3 Z100, or 97.5 PST, Peaches by Presidents of the United States of America was just a popular alt rock tune, sandwiched in between Third Eye Blind and the Gin Blossoms.
Apparently they all know the lyrics of Peaches way better than just Millions of peaches, peaches for me. Millions of peaches, peaches for free. Followed by ninja noises lol.
The song Peaches by The Presidents of The USA
How about Gump?
Hes in my head. But. He might be dead.
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump.
It means shitposting is older than we thought.
Memes were passed around on floppy disks.
Kilroy was here.
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Principal Skinner was right!
How? This was everywhere
Thanks for giving me an answer to my question of which millennial would know the correct answer, cause I had y’all pegged at knowing who “The Presidents of the United States of America” were.
So how old is an old millennial, anyhow? I kinda thought that’s where I was, but this song was/is my jam.
The oldest Millennials are in their early 40s.
But that’s me. I’m thinking this picture is untrue.
THEY WERE PUT THERE BY A MAN
IN A FACTORY DOOWWN TOOOOOWWWWN!
IF I HAD MY LITTLE WAY
I’D EAT PEACHES EVERYDAY!
SUN-SOAKIN’ BULGES IN THE SHAAAAAAAADE
@FARTYSHARTBLAST WOOMANNN!
I’m gonna move me to the country, gonna eat me a lot of peaches.
“They were put there by a man, in a factory downtown…”
I’m sorry but please do not assume the pronoun of someone unless they specifically tell you what it is. They could identify as a women, they, it, xe or xer. I’m going to have to downvote your post for this one, but I do believe you had good intentions and it was a simple mistake, so please edit the post and replace “man” with “they/it”. Would be much appreciated.
I thought we were Gen x or y?
Anyway, this entire album is fucking banger.
The generational boundaries are somewhat arbitrary. They were put there by a man who just happened to be the guy who got that particular assignment. In a factory downtown that produces nothing but information for immediate consumption, I’m sure the generational gaps can seem more severe.
If I had my little way, I’d want people to understand it was much more of a spectrum (it still is); we lived in roughly the same world as the kids five grades above us had lived in at our age. I’d eat peaches every day in the lunchroom and didn’t have to defend them because I was sitting with kids two grades above me. And when I met alums from the school who had graduated they seemed like full-on adults, but they were the same culture as me. Didn’t seem like a different generation.
I lived in the country in the 90s, going to a little school. I ran track, and I remember sitting around with the girls waiting for various events, just sun soaking, or sitting on root bulges in the shade, lazing around. No cell phones, forced to socialize though I was terrified of it.
Growing up was roughly the same for us as the kids 5 years ahead of us. Except we were The Class of 2000, and had been raised to subtly believe we were the pioneers of a new civilization based on avoiding endlessly-growing-landfill apocalypse and acid rain.
I dreamed about you, woman
This may be the most amazing comment in the history of the internet
This comment is a goddamn work ~o fart~ of art DAMNIT
work-o-fart lmao
I think this is especially true the older you get, but my experience was vastly different to my husband’s who was born 4 years before me, and somewhat significantly different from my brother’s 3 years behind. Part of the gap between my husband and I has to do with the large age difference in our parents, but the biggest difference is how quickly technology was changing in our formative years in the early 2000s. I am the youngest of the millennials, my brother is firmly gen Z (though only born the first or second year of them) and my husband is firmly a millennial
This is according to the US Census
Gen X: (born 1965-1980)
Gen Y is the same as Millennial: (born 1981-1996)
And the album was released in 1995, so lots of gen x would be in their late teens early twenties when it was released, prime audience for it.
Woah. I always thought I was Gen X but TIL I’m probably a millennial.
If you’re near the cusp, pick whichever makes you feel better. Generations are a sociological construct and are appropriately applied in the aggregate, not to individuals and they’re always fuzzy around the edges. Much like Hari Seldon can’t predict specific individual events, sociological generations don’t always apply exactly the same to individual people.
If you’re born anywhere between around 1978 and 1984, you will likely find at least one sociologist who draws the line on either side of you.
I tend to go with Strauss-Howe, who consider GenX to be 1961-1981 and Millennials to be 1982-2005 – mostly because I like their idea of turnings and cyclical archetypes.
Severely underrated album. Holds up better than almost any from that year
Theres 5 strings between the guitar and bass and it’s still a masterpiece. So much sound for such a minimalist approach to their instruments. Kitty is a supreme banger.
Just as I’m thinking about repairing it some little friends come along with some 2 string, 1 string, no string guitars and they plug em all in to the back porch
Little blue dune buggy.
That’s all I have to say.
Back Porch is a favorite of mine
I’ve been selected to orbit the planet in a rocket.
(In a rocket)
they’re fucking ace in concert too. I had zero expectations for the evening and they tore the face off of it, like, goddamned fun show.
Younger millennial checking in, despite the relevance of my username I have no idea what this means.
I’d never seen the video. Did not expect to see Ninjas
Those are the freshmen.
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Not sure if you know or not, but the ninja freshmen.
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If you can see them, they’re not really ninjas.
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I didn’t recognize it from the image (description of “shriek singing” also had me imagining something totally different) but immediately recognized the song 2 seconds after it started playing. Guess that makes me dead middle millennial
Oh I know that song. I was imaging it was referencing a commercial or something.
TIL The PotUSA’s looks like bald Dennis from IASIP.
Yeah, I got nothing either. Maybe this is a US-centric thing?
Nope, I’m English and this song was fairly big here at the time too
Canadian and I know it.
they were huge in Aus when that album dropped. was my first album I owned
Allow me to explain
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Took a little nap where the roots all twist
Squished a rotten peach in my fist
And dreamed about you, wooooomaaaaan
That scream always threw me off.
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You’re welcome. Now get off my lawn!
Millennial correction:
“Get off my landlord’s lawn”
Weeps in poor Millennial
If they mow and maintain it, its their lawn. If I mow it and maintain it, its my lawn.
The yard will be returned to you in as good if not better than the condition it was in when I signed the lease. Beyond that, if you want a say you come do the mowing.
THEY WERE PUT THERE BY A MANoh fuck
Got me too. Don’t feel bad.
Kitty on my foot and I wanna touch it
FUCK YOU KITTY, YOURE GONNA SPEND THE NIGHT
OUT. SIIIIIIIIDE!
Fuck you kitty!
Also works for younger X.
Totally. The Oregon Trail generation.
I’m still unreasonably afraid of contracting diysentery.
I will never ever ford a river.
Don’t worry, you can get a big wagon, buy tons of ammo and then fill that wagon with just hunted meat (you may never see Oregon, or probably the equivalent of Ohio either).
Even in 2nd grade, I knew this was a squirrel hunting simulator.
Dodge is a better alternative.
We found an Oregon Trail card game, and introduced it to our teenage kids. They loved it. The fear lives on.
I have an Oregon Trail ‘you have died from dysentery’ shirt. I love it.
Xennials here, can confirm, this will be stuck in my head for a week now.
1978?
1980
There are dozens of us! DOZENS!
79 checking in
“Lump lingered, last in line for brains”
And the ones she got were sorta rotten and insane
Did you know that song was inspired by his brain tumor? Not a joke.
Gump sat alone on a bench in the park
And that is all I have to say ABOUT THAT
Yep. 1995 here and ive got no idea.
Well you see peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man in a factory downtown.
If I had my little way I would eat peaches every day
Nature’s candy in my hand,
Or a can
or a pie.
Here now you can pretend to be born in the mid to late 80s instead:
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96, I only know cuz I have an older brother
Look out!
Then the ninjas jump out of the tree.
