Growing up in the late 90s and early 2000s, there was one question that defined this generation: Backstreet Boys or *NSYNC? With every fiber of my being, I was a Backstreet girl, and I even had the AOL screen name to prove it – Bsbgrl168. Yeah, I was cool.
My obsession with BSB is one of the first things I think of when I reminisce about my childhood. I worshiped them, and every minute that I wasn’t in school, you could bet I was home listening to their CDs, tearing out posters from Tiger Beat, Teen Beat, Bop, M, and J-14, or watching them on the TRL countdown. This was my ritual for years.
BSB just released their new album, In A World Like This, and are marking their 20 year anniversary with a new tour. Yes, 20 years! This will be my third time seeing them in concert and I must say, IAWLT is AMAZING. I think I may be the only person who still buys physical CDs, but I think it’s part of the experience — removing the packaging, flipping through the booklet, and studying the CD design. Purchasing IAWLT instantly brought me back to the day their Millennium album was released. I remember waiting and waiting for my dad to pick me up from after care, then dragging him to Walmart to buy it.
My dad was such a good sport about my obsession with the Backstreet Boys. Before online purchasing became popular, he would wake up early and stand in line for hours to get my tickets. He always tagged along for the concerts, which I imagine wasn’t too much fun for him, but you’d never know. He would act just as excited as I was and he even asked why I didn’t buy him tickets for their show all these years later.
The Backstreet Boys are an iconic representation of this generation. They were my first loves! Like the case for most other girls, my walls were plastered with posters – I even had some on my ceiling so I could look up at them while I tried to fall asleep. My cousin and I would have sleepovers every weekend and trade posters, sing karaoke, and study Backstreet facts.
It may sound silly, but the Backstreet Boys taught me about loyalty. At eight years old, I was a fan. To this day, I am a fan, and I always will be.
And now I give you this gem: