Look, I know what you're thinking. "Hanson? The 'MMMBop' guys? Are they still alive?" Yes, Denise. They're still alive. They've been alive this whole time, touring, making albums, and generally existing in a weird limbo between "one-hit-wonder" and "actually respected indie band that nobody talks about." And now, in the year of our Lord 2025, they've announced yet another tour. Because of course they have.
For those of you who somehow missed the late '90s, Hanson was a trio of brothers from Tulsa, Oklahoma, who burst onto the scene in 1997 with "MMMBop," a song that was scientifically engineered to be stuck in your head until the heat death of the universe. They had long blonde hair, angelic voices, and a level of fame that would make most child stars spiral into a very public meltdown. To their credit, they didn't do that. Instead, they just... kept going.
And here's the thing: Hanson is actually a real band. Like, they write their own music, play their own instruments, and have released a bunch of albums that aren't "MMMBop." Their fanbase, known as "Fansons," is fiercely loyal and will absolutely come for you in the comments if you dare suggest the band is a nostalgia act. Which, let's be honest, it kind of is. But hey, at least they're not doing a Vegas residency with a bunch of other '90s has-beens. Yet.
The new tour, cleverly titled "Underneath: Experience," is apparently a celebration of their 2004 album *Underneath*, which was a critical success and a commercial flop. So basically, they're touring an album that nobody bought the first time around. Bold move. It's like your dad deciding to throw a party for his 40th birthday and inviting all the guys from his old softball team. Sure, they'll show up, but everyone else is just confused.
Tickets go on sale this Friday, and they'll probably sell out in certain markets because nostalgia is a hell of a drug. And honestly, good for them. In a world where every other '90s act is either dead, feuding, or doing a cash-grab reunion, Hanson is just quietly doing their thing. They're like the beige Toyota Camry of pop music: reliable, unexciting, and somehow still on the road.
But let's not pretend this is some cultural event. It's not. It's a bunch of middle-aged people who used to have a crush on Taylor Hanson (who, by the way, is now 42 and looks like a cool dad who makes artisanal pickles) paying $75 to hear songs they vaguely remember from a CD their older sister owned. And you know what? That's fine. We all need hobbies. Some people golf. Some people go to Hanson concerts. The circle of life continues.
So if you're a FanSon, congratulations. If you're not, congratulations on not having "MMMBop" stuck in your head for the rest of the day. Oh wait. Too late. Mmmbop, ba duba dop. You're welcome.
**Final Take:** Hanson is the musical equivalent of a comfortable pair of shoes you forgot you owned. They're not hurting anyone, and they're still doing what they love. But let's not act like this is a comeback. It's a Tuesday.