I could never let this just pass. Even this late.
For those who already forgot, and I've seen actual fans who have forgotten, early this month, May 2 happened, and The Loud House turned 10 years.
I can't say right now all of what this show means to me, but it's quite a bunch. It's actually more than it may look based on what I have expressed all these years about it. I wish I had been able to made more about it, to give more to the fandom, to somehow take all that it produced in me and transform that into a appropriately constructed work that would evocate the essence of the story but with my personal touch of my own view of it. Which hopefully would have made other fans experience some of the joy this show irradiates, but coming from outside the original source.
Man, I wish I had been a way better fan. Or at least had the guts and enough motivation to try harder.
Welp, it's all too late now. Like, really late. Not that there's no chance of doing it anymore, but man, it's been a loooooong time since this began. And time has an effect for real. It has had an effect in every single one involved in this thing.
I have tried to make a post like every May 2, every year until now, remembering the day The Loud House started to be a thing. I failed to do it this year, for reasons which don't have nothing to do with what I still thinking and feeling towards this show. That will never change. But being the point where we have reached the 10 year mark, I couldn't failed entirely to make this remembrance.
So, here's the obligatory, necessary, much appreciated May 2 post. Very late, but unavoidable. I have a weird feeling, a sudden though, that it could be the last one. Ten years are the first important milestone, but it also may be a defining or redefining point.
I have kept my determination on the belief that The Loud House, the real, essential show, started and ended in 2016, and that the rest is more like an extension that drifted away from the real thing with each year that passed, until it cut all connections with it. I have remembered and celebrated this all the decade. And I'm actually starting to think it might be a time that has come to a conclusion. Not that I will change my beliefs and preferences, but I might consider I've defended and celebrated them enough.
I don't think I will ever stop remembering May 2 as the anniversary of The Loud House. It's impossible, I think. I can never forget this show, the characters, Lincoln Loud, and the man behind all of this, who caused all this to happen. I hope the guy somehow comes across these words some day, it's a silly wish. He's the reason I'm writing all this, and I'd like to say them to him. But I know, sadly, he isn't invested in the show anymore as fondly as some of us. Still, happy 10th anniversary to your show, Chris Savino. And thank you so much for it.
I think I've said enough. I've only wanted to make it count for ten years of not being able to take this show out of my head, and not wanting to do it.
I can't believe it's been so long since that afternoon. I wish I could go back to those days. But amazingly, it still feels like those first days. It will always be those first days whenever I watch the beginning of one of these first episodes, and when I hear that song. And at least once more, I plan to re-live that first time getting in the world of The Loud House. I wanted to do this starting May 2, but I'll have to do it with one month less. So, I'm starting the great Loud rewatch tomorrow night. All the way til the Christmas special. I can make it work.
So long guys, if you read it all, you're cool people. Thanks. Never forget the show, guys. Do rewatch it this year if you can. And let's talk about it online please? There's only one The Loud House in our lifetimes, and we'll never have anything like it again.
Chris Savino, you crushed everyone on tv when The Loud House premiered. Not numbers, quality and heart. And you, Lincoln Loud, you have aged magnificently, and have not aged a day at all. You, have done well, boy.
Happy 10th anniversary, The Loud House.
