Sunday, November 21, 2010

Introduction To my Rants n Raves

Initial Rant
Where did Punk Rock go? No, no. Where did the Punk Rock attitude go? Why, it's been recycled through our blood into our children, of course! Proof? All the dirty, violent little vermin that come into my job and throw candy on the floor and spit and destroy things and act out because their parents are ignoring them seem pretty punk rock to me.
1. Filthy - check
2. Screams all the time - check
3. Really bad hair  - check
4. Hates authority - check
5. Juggles fecal matter - check
6. Eats out of trash cans - check

Is it GG. Allin or a 3 yr old? Seriously they even have them on drugs super young these days....little punks.
A little off topic...

Randomly, I remember bits and pieces of my childhood whilst engaged in unrelated activities. I was washing dishes a bit ago and listening to music on my mp3 player at random when "When I Come Around" by Green Day came on. I was instantly taken back to being 11 years old, in my bedroom listening to a local radio station. I had a bunch of Teddy Ruxpin tapes and I would put aluminum foil in the tops so I could tape over them with my favorite songs from the radio. On this day, I had just taped "Rooster" by Alice in Chains and No Name, the dj announced he'd be playing some Green Day in the next hour. I'd used up the last of my tapes and was frantic. I LOVED me some Green Day ( still do). I went into my moms room and grabbed one of her tapes ( Gladys Knight and the Pips? Who the hell are they, anyway), shoved wades of aluminum foil in the appropriate spots and was able to catch my fave Green Day song in time to record it. Yes! It was joyous....Until my mother happened across the cassette whilst getting my laundry. Now this memory sticks in my head because forever after, Green Day's "When I Come Around" became synonymous with the worst ass whipping I can remember receiving. I couldn't sit right for at least 2 days. If i'd been a smarter child, I wouldn't have used a cassette that was actually in my mothers cassettes player, but instead looked for one of her more obscure ones ( Who the FUCK is Cat Stevens?). That Gladys Knight and the Pips tape had my moms favorite "Booze Ballads" on it ( Booze Ballad: n. A song someone prefers to sing while heavily intoxicated). Ahh, memories.

And so it starts.

1 comment:

  1. I randomly came across your blog, and wish you would write more! Love the title and loved the reference to GG Allin. It's not everyday I see that happen, let alone someone who knows who he was. Also, I learned a new method, albeit about 20 years too late, to tape over an old cassette. You used foil, but I simply used tape over the slots. Learn something new everyday. And oh, the memories!

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