De 22-jarige Julia uit Almere is letterlijk letterlijk. Dus niet like, gewoon letterlijk, weet je wel, maar echt letterlijk letterlijk.
Vriendinnen van Julia vermoedden het al een tijdje. “Julia is letterlijk letterlijk”, zegt haar beste vriendin Britt. “Het is letterlijk haar flex, of hoe zeg je dat, haar vibe. Het is letterlijk haar vibe. Letterlijk alles aan Julia is letterlijk letterlijk.”
Julia vindt het lastig om aan anderen uit te leggen wat haar nou zo letterlijk letterlijk maakt. “Hmm, I guess gewoon als iemand stuk gaat niet letterlijk stuk gaan, maar gewoon letterlijk letterlijk, snap je?”, probeert ze haar 58-jarige vader Ton uit te leggen. “Het is gewoon letterlijk letterlijk. Iykyk.”
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Primary School Bangers caused a sensation on TikTok, then at Glastonbury, and now it’s gone nationwide. Is it harmless nostalgia – or a symptom of an increasingly conservative culture?
He’s got the whole Warwick Arts Centre in his hands. It’s Friday night and the 550-capacity venue is sold out. The theatre is full of adults singing the school assembly hymns you may remember from childhood. They are rising and shining, conducting gleeful hand actions of wiggly worms and fish in the sea. Just what is going on?
James B Partridge’s Primary School Bangers is the hit show that is storming UK arts centres, originally a viral video that has become a defiantly IRL phenomenon. “It just brings back memories of primary school, sitting in the hall,” enthuses Hayley, 40. She is one of many teachers attending tonight. “We don’t sing in primary schools much any more,” mourns Katie, 33. She is right: in the 2010s, funding cuts, Conservative policy and a crisis in teacher retention caused an ongoing fall in music at primary level. At her school, children sing just once every three weeks. Some of tonight’s pull is communal. “You go to a show and you have to sit and watch,” says Frank, 61, “but you’re actually participating in this, that’s the big difference.”
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