but what the fuck is up with people who, when you ask them what kind of music they listen to, reply “Oh, I don’t know, I like a little bit of everything.”
I mean, it just reeks of bullshit. Everyone has bands they love, and everyone has bands they hate. They’re so trivial on the grand scheme of things, so why not actually express your opinion?
I like how every Smashing Pumpkins guitar solo feels like it’s just Billy Corgan getting bored.
And I thought I’d hop on board, if only because I’m kind of bored right now. However, I totally can’t do anything of this simply, so I decided to just write up a brand new entry.
I used to balk at the idea of any one band changing your life in any sort of dramatic way; I mean, when you really think about it, it’s a little absurd. Listening to Pavement sing “Cut Your Hair” didn’t make you get your Ph.D, you probably still would have met the love of your life if the radio had been playing Third Eye Blind instead of the Smashing Pumpkins, and so on.
But, as I’m often prone to do, I started over-examining the issue. Sure, these bands might not have changed my life directly, but they introduced me to new concepts and ideas that ended up shaping who I am today. So, here’s a list:
Black Flag: I was already into pop punk with the likes of The Offspring, Rancid (man, do I regret that decision), Green Day and all that sort when I listened to my first legitimate punk album in Black Flag’s Damaged. And damn did that record stick. I listened to it religiously, I memorized all the lyrics, I drew the logo in all my text books. I was obsessed. And out of that obsession, I started exploring the genre. I got into Reagan Youth, The Minutemen, Nation of Ulysses, the Dead Kennedys and the like, and I found not only did I love the music, I loved the message behind it. Growing up, I never had any sort of a political opinion, I mean fuck, I remember liking Bush, Sr because he happened to be on my ruler and I thought it was cool. But all that changed. I started reading Chomsky, Sartre and Norman Mailer and it just stuck.
Cursive: It wasn’t Tim Kasher that changed my life as it was seeing him live. Seeing Cursive on stage is one of those rare nights where I remember every single detail. Not only was it my first concert, but it was my first trip to Iowa City, and my first trip outside of my hometown by myself for any extended amount of time. The energy displayed was incredible; I still get chills down my spine whenever I hear “Art Is Hard.” While I’d been interested in journalism prior, it was that moment that I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life; I wanted to relive this experience at every single opportunity.
Neutral Milk Hotel: Yeah, yeah, I know. How predictable. In The Aeroplane Over the Sea completely turned my understanding of pop music upside down. Mangum’s songwriting is so tight, catchy and uncomfortably intimate that there’s simply no distancing yourself from it. Just hearing “Holland, 1945” once will stay with you for days.
between the victims of the horrific shooting in Norway, and the Hitler Youth.
I don’t think I’m going to touch this one, guys.
Who wants to hear about how awkward it turns out to be?
Now, I have nothing against underage drinking per-say; I mean, I did it myself and I’d be a bit of a hypocrite if I were to blast others for doing the same, as long as they’re getting their groove on in a responsible fashion.
But why the fuck would you post about it on your blogs and Facebook? Do teenagers these days not know of the concept of subtlety?
Boehner’s plan that he’s so devoted to? Yeah, S&P has it devaluing our nation’s credit rating.
The balanced budget act they want to put through? Yeah, Congress has more than proven it’s completely unable to function with its standard burden of votes. To require two-thirds of the House and Senate to agree upon a budget, to agree to operate in a deficit and to agree to raise taxes? Not going to happen. Rather, it allows the minority party to hijack the government and stall all progress until they get there way. Not really what I’d call an efficient mode of government.
that was talking about how the bipartisan talks scheduled for Thursday to attempt to solve the potentially crippling problem of our country’s debt were called off, and all I could do was sit there and think:
“What bipartisan talks?”
I’m not normally one to just blame one political party for any particular problem, but Boehner’s bullheaded leading of the House GOP is going to cause serious harm for our nation’s economy, and shows just how out of touch they are with the people who elected them into office.
The main complaint from Boehner is that Obama is insistent upon tax increases, or rather, closing loopholes and returning a fraction of our taxes to around Clinton-levels. Any economic major would tell you that these raises are absolutely vital to our economy. Instead, Boehner would rather dismantle Obamacare, which fittingly enough he vowed to destroy before this financial mess even started.
It’s ridiculous. The fact that our nation continues to elect assholes like this depressed the hell out of me.
In short; Fuck you John Boehner.
and holy fuck am I sore. I like it.
In the words of Travis Bickle, too much sitting has ruined by body. Too much abuse has gone on for far too long, and that goes for the body and the mind. There’s to be no more bad food, no more pills regardless of intent, no more destroyers of the body. There will be no more television to pollute my mind, there will be no trash literature and there will be zero procrastination.
The mind and body are far too beautiful to waste, and there’s absolutely no time in this life to waste half-assing anything. I might not be able to ensure my immortality, but I can damn sure take control of today.
My mind is completely blown trying to comprehend the possibilities here. Terra Australis in all of its wonder.
Something Id love to see but never will:
Antarctica without ice. JUST the land. Imagine what is under that shit? What kind of fossils, sediment, and microbes that could be there? And the MARINE LIFE THATS UNDER IT AHHHHH
I used to think the Spice Girls were promoting a drug that allows us to live longer, with greater vitality, a heightened sense of reality and the ability to see into the future.
But I guess they were just a pop band created by a management team to compete with the boy bands who dominating the scene.
by either Cursive or The Good Life, I can’t remember which Tim Kasher project it was.
Searching online finds me nothing. Everyone I talk to has no idea what I’m talking about.
I know I heard it. And I doubt it’d a one-time deal, surely they played the same cover at other shows on that tour.
But what if they didn’t? What if Tim Kasher only belted out those lines one time, and I’m the only person who was there that remembers it? It’s been almost five years, maybe Tim doesn’t even remember. If it’s the show I’m almost positive it was, all I can find is one other person who went to the same show.
I’m pouring all my resources into this. I need to hear it again.
Eric Ward (via queerdesi)
Every single time.
(And that “crazy” isn’t just an offhand word, it’s always crucial to the rhetoric to make sure the violent white person(s) can be at least vaguely described as such, to establish mental instability as the source of their actions.)
Ugh always. Fuck. This.
(via akitron)Word. It’s absolutely disgusting that such a tragedy is understated because the perpetrator happens to a white Christian. Anders was a a fierce Nationalist, who in addition to decimating Youngstorget in Oslo, opened fire on a children’s camp while posing as a police officer. If that’s not terrorism, I don’t know what is.
I’m fairly certain I’m just as likely to punch a stranger in the face for calling me skinny as a larger person is for calling them fat. Policing anyone for their body is complete bullshit.
lol I dont think so, being called skinny is nowhere near as bad as being called fat
well there’s a difference between being called skinny in a good way and skinny in a bad way. there’s people that are really skinny because of things out of there control just like there’s heavy people that are heavy because of things out of their control. so yes, it’s just as offensive.
but I have a meeting tomorrow at 7:30.
There is absolutely no way I could wake up in time. So, do I not do anything, or just not sleep? Decisions.
As I’m no longer a teenager, I’ve been looking to mature-up my wardrobe from the standard band-shirts and jeans to something that, while not super-professional, at least says “I’m totally old enough to enter your drinking establishment, please don’t spend five minutes looking at my ID.”
It’s not an easy feat. While there’s always online shopping, there’s certain garments that you really need to try on before you buy them. And there’s absolutely no options around me. Find a vest that’s slim enough to fit me? It’ll barely cover my stomach. Find a suit jacket long enough for my lanky arms? It’ll fit me like a 12 year old trying on his dad’s clothes. Pants that fit my waist without sliding off? They’ll reach my ankles…if I’m lucky.
I swear, once the cold starts is the only time where I legitimately look like I know how to dress myself, because I managed to find a few pieces that actually fit me, and I just throw them into every fucking outfit I have.
Just…no. While I’m not a fan of the way our educational system is working in America, sitting our kids in front of computers all damn day isn’t a better way. Grade school isn’t just about learning, it’s about developing social skills.
But probably the most hilarious reason they used to show their superiority was the fact the program allows children to learn, without the distractions of the school room. They’re on the internet. I can’t write a fucking paragraph without being distracted by something online.
I’m kind of feeling this too. Maybe I’m not getting it, but that girl is just awful.
FUCKING UNFOLLOW ME K THANKS.
Since moving back to my hometown, I’ve been talking quite a bit to my old high school crush, mostly just because I finally have the confidence to actually do it.
We’ve been flirting back and forth, because I’m a shameless flirt and she’s of the same page, but it’s all been extremely casual. At least, I thought, until I got a phone-call earlier tonight that basically boiled down to “Hey, I’m bored. Let’s get drunk and fuck.”
Now, I’m not a man in a position to be turning town any sort of sexual preposition from any attractive female, but that’s exactly what I did. So, instead of getting laid, I spent my night eating ice cream and watching Stranger Than Fiction.
There is definitely something wrong with me.
and unfortunately, the majority of the exhibits haven’t been changed since at least the 70s.
Luckily, even at age seven, she knew enough to call bullshit when she saw it.
It dawned on me that, despite originally making this blog primarily for reviewing and posting the music that I love, it’s become more of me for a place for me to reblog pictures of adorable girls and occasionally food items when I’m hungry. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love these things as well, but that’s not why I’m here. So, I decided to compile a short list of some of the amazing music that’s been spit out by the best region in the United States; the Midwest.
Big Black - Atomizer
When it comes to Big Black, Songs About Fucking is usually the to-go introduction, but I’ve always felt Atomizer summed up everything that Big Black, and the Midwest, was about in a way that nothing else could. It’s not a pretty sounding album; it’s more akin to a dentist drilling away inside your skull than pop music.
The album’s standout track, Kerosene, takes the concept of small town boredom and drives it to such intensity that it ends in self-immolation. And let me tell you, if you’ve spent any amount of your life in a Midwestern farm town, that’s going to be something you relate to.
The Promise Ring - Nothing Feels Good
The crowning achievement of the Midwestern emo scene. Milwaukee’s finest managed to create a album that not only breathed life into the entire national music scene, but took a rather fledgling scene and brought it to the main stage, while managing to remain honest to themselves.
“Is This Thing On” starts things off on a high note, and it never really goes downhill from there. Blending upbeat rhythms with just the right amount of melancholy, Nothing Feels Goods manages to perfectly channel the energy of Superchunk and the rest of their now-legendary peers, delivering tight anthemic power-pop with an emotional range not found in many similar sounding albums.
Husker Du - Zen Arcade
Quite possibly the best concept album since Quadrophenia, and easily the most ambitious hardcore album ever released. Without Zen Arcade, there’d be no Pixies. There’d be no Nirvana. The D.C. hardcore scene would have never split off and spawned wave after wave of emo.
Incorporating elements of jazz, psychedelia, acoustic folk, pop, and piano interludes, Zen Arcade revolutionized how hardcore, and alternative music in general, approached songwriting and narratives. If you only listen to one recommendation that I make to you, make it this one. It’s arguably the most important album you’re ever going to listen to that was pressed after the 70s.
The Replacements - Let It Be
While Husker Du were revolutionizing music in St. Paul, The Replacements were doing the same thing in its twin city of Minneapolis. Coming out the same year as Zen Arcade, Let It Be saw the Replacements begin to shift from their scruffy, punkish recordings to a more developed and mature sound. Where once there was sloppiness and youthful exuberance, now was self reflection and youthful exuberance. The difference was a subtle one, yet would be increasingly important in terms of the development of not only the band, but the hardcore scene at large.
Having grown tired of the constraints of the hardcore genre by 1983, the band had begun playing cover shows with the sole intention of pissing off their audience. Paul Westerberg once explained that the punks who made up their audience “thought that’s what they were supposed to be standing for, like ‘Anybody does what they want’ and ‘There are no rules.’ But there were rules and you couldn’t do that, and you had to be fast, and you had to wear black, and you couldn’t wear a plaid shirt with flares.”
By taking back that attitude and delivering a album like Let It Be, along with the help of bands like Black Flag and Husker Du, The Replacements managed to revitalize and breathe life into the then all-but-stagnant hardcore scene.
asking if we had any hardcore. Obviously, I got pretty excited. So I start talking about how we’re not going to have Heroin, Indian Summer, Reagan Youth or anything of the sort, but we’ve got some Minor Threat and Black Flag, and if she wanted to push it, we had some Fugazi and At The Drive-In.
Then, in what had to be the most heart-crushing sentence I’ve ever heard, she asked “What about All That Remains or A Day To Remember?”
Did I do something to upset you, nature?