It was brought to my attention a good while ago but today, I thought I'd reiterate the question: Why the fuck is there a band called Thrash Unreal? And why the fuck do they sound like shit powerpop? Do they not realize that their name is a complete and total copy of an Against Me! song title? I mean, "Thrash Unreal" isn't a phrase used in every day conversation. In fact, I don't even know what it means. I just know it's an Against Me! song and that's where I first heard the two words next to each other and then this band came along. Tell you what, don't waste your time listening to them. I swear you've heard it all before and it's lame.
Also, why am I continually being convinced that Katie has another boyfriend? Is it that she keeps changing her status on MySpace to things referring to how much she "loves love" and how she was "going out with the bf <3"? My shit got erased and I don't remember what was written here. But basically...that's shitty and I want some closure. It's all I ask. It'd be nice to ask that she doesn't cheat on me, but maybe that's too much to ask for. (I hate how my shit was deleted because I'm pretty sure I'd written something good here.)
Anyway, let me tell you about September 13, 2009 in the life of Kyle Wagoner. I guess you could say that I "found my faith in God." That's kind of misleading, though. Anywhere, here's what happened. My mom and stepdad are part of the Christian Motorcycle Association (CMA) and the CMA decided to have a church service together on Sunday. So my mom and stepdad went and I had to go with them. This was not at our church. This was at a holy rollers church where people are free to say "Hallelujah," "Amen!" "Praise God!" "Darn' tootin'!" and anything else they can think of proclaiming as they please. The pastor was part of CMA and was up there wearing jeans and a leather vest with his CMA emblem on the back. He's got glasses and white balding hair and holds the mic with both hands most of the time. He didn't say anything other than "God is good. Praise Jesus. We are all blessed." So basically, he said nothing. So then we sang like 20 songs in a row without stopping. The piano player had a mic and she like lead the singing. There was a big ol' prompter with the lyrics on it. Her mic was turned up too loudly. She didn't have a very good vocal range and had to sing falsetto at a rather low note for a woman. The songs also said nothing. "Holy Holy Holy." "God is good. I love God." Shit like that. I was not a fan. Then, to top that off, when we were FINALLY done singing, the pastor gets up and goes, "Those are some deep lyrics." I couldn't help but make a very disagreeing face.
Well then after about an hour and a half, this guy comes out and he's the husband of the pianist. He kind of had rape face, at least at first. No motorcycle vest, but he was wearing jeans, but he announced that wearing them there made him feel uncomfortable. Boy, this guy could speak. He apparently used to be the pastor at Central Assembly of God--that fucking hugeass church that everyone around here seems to somehow go to even though it's like way out of the way of everything. Anyway, this guy starts by saying it's his job to close the service and tie everything together. Well, he didn't have much to work with in tying shit together since no one had really said anything, as I've said. He read from John 6:something or some shit. It was the story of how Jesus went up to pray and told his disciples to wait for him by the ocean and he'd come back. For whatever reason, they got into their boat and then a big ol' storm came, they all were certain they were going to die and called out for Jesus, then he appeared walking on the water and said, "I am here. Do not be afraid," and the storm subsided and they were instantly where they were heading on the shore. This guy does the only thing I enjoy going to church for--he relates happenings in the Bible to actual life. That actually applies to me...applies to everyone. "Jesus is Lord. God is good," are hallow words that mean absolutely nothing. Well this guy is a fuckin' great speaker, as I said. He provides comic relief in the perfect places. He pulls all of this shit out of his ass that perfectly pertains to what his main purpose is somehow. He's trying to sell this house he built and we're in a fucking economic slump and he's having no luck with it. He was talking about how he's got all of this doubt that it'll sell and he's struggling and what was once his gift is now his burden. He said that the disciples in the boat were in their boat--the boat that they'd caught fish in for years and sold for money and the boat that they had millions of stories to tell about--and the storm came and they no longer wanted anything to do with their boat. He said they, at that point, would have been happy to have torn the boat to a million pieces and burn each piece cursing that it had ever existed. He related that to how he'd love to burn his house down. He then said that a plane had gone down near the house. When he first started talking about the plane crash, I thought he was going to talk about the tragedy and tie that in, but he said, "The plane hit a barn a few thousand feet from the house. My wife and I had left for church around the same time it hit. I don't mean it was just close, I mean it was in a straight line heading straight toward the house. Now, I wouldn't wish that tragedy on anyone, but God, YOU COULDA TAKEN THAT SUCKER OUT!" Anyway, case and point here: he was a great speaker.
This is what I came to realize: Jesus is hope. Jesus is love. Jesus is a savior. I believe those things 100%. However, Jesus to me is me. Jesus is hope that a better day will one day come and gives people reason to keep trying in life. I am 17 years old and on my own, I've realized that even when I think my girlfriend may very well be cheating on me with someone else, another day will always come. I do not need the figure of Jesus to keep myself going. I have not been close to killing myself and need to hear, "There is a way out. Jesus Christ." I am my own fucking savior. It's pretty much Satanism by definition, but if that's what it is, then fuck it. That's what I believe. Jesus is good. Without Jesus, many people would not straighten up and would lose themselves. He is in our hearts. He is inside of us. Yes, that is what I fucking said. He is me. I am my own Jesus. It's all in my head. Does that make sense? The whole experience really made me realize this. But you know what? I don't believe anything in the Bible ever happened. I don't believe Jesus is the son of God or fuckin' whatever. I don't even believe in God. I am not going to try to argue that the world and universe was not created because I am not sure that it wasn't. However, I think it's ignorant to claim that I or anyone knows what's going to happen to us when we die or to think that just because someone created the universe, you can talk to him/her/it through telepathy. All in our heads, I think.
love,
Kyle
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Monday, September 14, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The contradiction's gone...
Last night, I was on a "Hey! If Christians can leave pamphlets in car windows, why can't I tell them that Jesus isn't real?" kick. It makes sense. I don't know why I felt like being so hypocritical to the hypocritical, but I was. I still wish those without religion (or even those with a different religion) would be left alone to figure out their lives on their own. I guess Shane and I just thought it was hilarious at the time. What's not funny about "TOUGH MUSIC + JESUS = HIGH PRESSURE"? That's fucking hilarious.
I read that Matt Skiba and Derek Grant (whose name I spelled wrong a while back) belong to the Church of Satan. I decided to research it briefly via Wikipedia. The fact that there's a religion for those who believe in nothing is stupid. Religion is not for me...so why would I make my own? I guess it is kind of funny when everyone thinks I'm going to go burn in their imaginary hell and they want to throw holy water on me. I think I'm an atheist, which is why I just call myself agnostic.
I read Hamlet translated into modern English today! The ending was umm...kind of brutal and epic. I guess "tragic" is the right word, but that's cliche, being that the story is called "The Tragedy of Hamlet." Anyway, I got a lot more out of it reading it in modern English than in its original text. Fuck trying to translate it to myself. I'm not a reader, I'm sorry. I grew up differently. I'd rather listen to The Bouncing Souls or The Clash, as I've been doing this evening. I don't listen to either of them enough.
Alkaline Trio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Everyone's jealous. You all know you're jealous.
Freaky J and the Bears on Saturday! They have progressed and fucking then some. I hope they don't show us off. I don't know if we're going to open or if they're going to. Anyway, if anyone that reads this lives in Virginia, then I Forget w/ Freaky J and the Bears @ Kronos Art Gallery in Staunton, VA at 7:30 pm. $5 cover charge. There's a flyer on our MySpace page.
I hate homophobic everything. Especially when people swear up and down they're not homophobic and then say very anti-gay things. Don't judge that in which you don't understand. You know who you are. I don't feel bad for saying things that make you feel awkward when you say homophobic things around me (who, let me remind you, has a gay brother, father, and aunt).
Okay, enough with that. I see D4 twice more this year, Toys That Kill once, and Off With Their Heads once. That's just what I have planned. That's super fucking exciting, though. I need my dirty pop punk fill.
Do I only talk about bands or what? It's really all I know, I think. Music and girls, I swear to god. I said this on like my first or second or third post. It's so true. I can't stand listening to myself talk sometimes. I don't know shit about WWE, about cars, cooking, riding horses, my knowledge on books and authors is so inferior to those that care about books and authors that I never even try, no one has seen the movies I've seen, and it's just like...what am I supposed to talk about? He said/she said? I hate that. I'm not even good at telling stories or accounting for what people said, so that's just stupid for me to attempt. So here's this interesting girl I want to talk to, completely hypothetically, of course, and I say "So you know, you should listen to Frenzal Rhomb. Yeah, they're good. Uh huh...you know NOTHING about them or any bands from Australia...yep. You know AC/DC, Jet, Wolfmother, and The Living End are from Australia, right? No? Huh...this is awkward." I don't hardly know anything about Australian bands, to my standards. But like...seriously, what do people normally talk about? I've grown up with musicians and people who love music and when I get out of that realm, it's like...what? It's not like I "get out there" and get to meet all sorts of people. I haven't worked a job yet. You know where I go when I leave the house? To play a show, to watch a show, to buy a CD, or to go record. OR go to Jim or Tim's house to play video games or cruise chicks (the latter of which I know very little about). But there we go, I know my shit about video games. Where does that get me, though? It makes for good discussion in Foundations, but that's about it.
No wonder chicks don't dig me. All I talk about is music and I don't like the music that anyone else likes. The BoysLikeGirls shirts all over school piss me off. Did I not talk about that? Well BoysLikeGirls played in Frostburg on Sunday and like fucking EVERYONE went to see them and then all of the girls wore the exact fucking same shirt to school yesterday. One girl was talking about how she was pissed that someone tried to start a "moshpit." I said "hahaha, you've never been in a moshpit." "Yes I have," she tried to explain. "No, you haven't," I insisted. She doesn't know what a moshpit is. No idea. I only know NOFX and The Bouncing Souls. I'm sure that doesn't have shit on say...The Career Solidiers or Lamb of God or whoever the fuck people make "the wall of death" to. I guess they do that to dumbshit "metalcore."
Why does iTunes have a default playlist of "90's music"? All of my music is 90's music. At least 70% of my songs are from the 90's. I think...who knows? A lot of it. It's an unnecessary list that really narrows down nothing, is what I'm trying to say.
I have to write a paper on whether or not I think Hamlet is intelligent tomorrow. Tits.
What's the opposite of progressive metal? Regressive metal?
love,
Kyle
I read that Matt Skiba and Derek Grant (whose name I spelled wrong a while back) belong to the Church of Satan. I decided to research it briefly via Wikipedia. The fact that there's a religion for those who believe in nothing is stupid. Religion is not for me...so why would I make my own? I guess it is kind of funny when everyone thinks I'm going to go burn in their imaginary hell and they want to throw holy water on me. I think I'm an atheist, which is why I just call myself agnostic.
I read Hamlet translated into modern English today! The ending was umm...kind of brutal and epic. I guess "tragic" is the right word, but that's cliche, being that the story is called "The Tragedy of Hamlet." Anyway, I got a lot more out of it reading it in modern English than in its original text. Fuck trying to translate it to myself. I'm not a reader, I'm sorry. I grew up differently. I'd rather listen to The Bouncing Souls or The Clash, as I've been doing this evening. I don't listen to either of them enough.
Alkaline Trio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Everyone's jealous. You all know you're jealous.
Freaky J and the Bears on Saturday! They have progressed and fucking then some. I hope they don't show us off. I don't know if we're going to open or if they're going to. Anyway, if anyone that reads this lives in Virginia, then I Forget w/ Freaky J and the Bears @ Kronos Art Gallery in Staunton, VA at 7:30 pm. $5 cover charge. There's a flyer on our MySpace page.
I hate homophobic everything. Especially when people swear up and down they're not homophobic and then say very anti-gay things. Don't judge that in which you don't understand. You know who you are. I don't feel bad for saying things that make you feel awkward when you say homophobic things around me (who, let me remind you, has a gay brother, father, and aunt).
Okay, enough with that. I see D4 twice more this year, Toys That Kill once, and Off With Their Heads once. That's just what I have planned. That's super fucking exciting, though. I need my dirty pop punk fill.
Do I only talk about bands or what? It's really all I know, I think. Music and girls, I swear to god. I said this on like my first or second or third post. It's so true. I can't stand listening to myself talk sometimes. I don't know shit about WWE, about cars, cooking, riding horses, my knowledge on books and authors is so inferior to those that care about books and authors that I never even try, no one has seen the movies I've seen, and it's just like...what am I supposed to talk about? He said/she said? I hate that. I'm not even good at telling stories or accounting for what people said, so that's just stupid for me to attempt. So here's this interesting girl I want to talk to, completely hypothetically, of course, and I say "So you know, you should listen to Frenzal Rhomb. Yeah, they're good. Uh huh...you know NOTHING about them or any bands from Australia...yep. You know AC/DC, Jet, Wolfmother, and The Living End are from Australia, right? No? Huh...this is awkward." I don't hardly know anything about Australian bands, to my standards. But like...seriously, what do people normally talk about? I've grown up with musicians and people who love music and when I get out of that realm, it's like...what? It's not like I "get out there" and get to meet all sorts of people. I haven't worked a job yet. You know where I go when I leave the house? To play a show, to watch a show, to buy a CD, or to go record. OR go to Jim or Tim's house to play video games or cruise chicks (the latter of which I know very little about). But there we go, I know my shit about video games. Where does that get me, though? It makes for good discussion in Foundations, but that's about it.
No wonder chicks don't dig me. All I talk about is music and I don't like the music that anyone else likes. The BoysLikeGirls shirts all over school piss me off. Did I not talk about that? Well BoysLikeGirls played in Frostburg on Sunday and like fucking EVERYONE went to see them and then all of the girls wore the exact fucking same shirt to school yesterday. One girl was talking about how she was pissed that someone tried to start a "moshpit." I said "hahaha, you've never been in a moshpit." "Yes I have," she tried to explain. "No, you haven't," I insisted. She doesn't know what a moshpit is. No idea. I only know NOFX and The Bouncing Souls. I'm sure that doesn't have shit on say...The Career Solidiers or Lamb of God or whoever the fuck people make "the wall of death" to. I guess they do that to dumbshit "metalcore."
Why does iTunes have a default playlist of "90's music"? All of my music is 90's music. At least 70% of my songs are from the 90's. I think...who knows? A lot of it. It's an unnecessary list that really narrows down nothing, is what I'm trying to say.
I have to write a paper on whether or not I think Hamlet is intelligent tomorrow. Tits.
What's the opposite of progressive metal? Regressive metal?
love,
Kyle
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Yo ass STANK (did I already say this?)
New Propagandhi album on MySpace. Now. Go to it. www.myspace.com/propagandhi
It...is awesome. One of the best Propagandhi albums I've ever heard, which is comparing it to every Propagandhi album there is. I am seeing them a fucking WEEK FROM TODAY! AHHH!!!
I just don't blog anymore, do I?! See, it's this state of being...happy, but not complacent where I just don't blog. When I'm complacent, I talk about bullshit nothingness and when I'm unhappy, I talk about how shitty I think my life is. But when I'm happy and exploring life, I don't blog. It's weird. I just don't journalize anything until like...I know what I think about it, and while I'm exploring life, I don't draw any permanent conclusions. So like I could say that I really like something one day and take it back the next when things are like this. However, I really like this Propagandhi album, Supporing Caste. I'm buying it directly from them, I think, that way they get more money from it and I don't have to pay any corporations in between and it'll probably cost less, too. They don't make albums I don't love, I'm sorry. I'm extremely biased.
I'm done recording drums! FINALLY! I shouldn't announce that, but I'm so relieved that I have to. I've realized that more people read this than I was aware of...and more people listen to I Forget regularly than I was aware of. I feel like I'm being watched. Maybe I'm a celebrity in the UK and don't know about it. You ever wonder that? If a bunch of Ethiopian kids watch you on the single TV in their town every day? The odds probably aren't good, but who can say?
I can say this: I hate work. School work. I am such a lazy student and I'm the worst procrastinator and underachiever in my house. Class work is fine, I can do all of it that anyone wants me to do, but when it gets to be taken home, it's a pain in my ass. I DID finish both Frankenstein and Oedipus in the past few days, though, which I'm proud of myself for doing. However, I probably completely neglected to do probably 5 other things for each of those. The Master Hand knocked me off of the edge on my last life when he had 1 HP left on Super Smash Bros (the N64 version) and I got pissed and said "fuck this," and did not continue. I do hate that bullshit. Nothing is more discouraging than getting really far and losing unepically.
It's cold down here. I want some food. I wish I could play that goddamn piano better than I can. I want my drums. I want our album art and album to be finished. I want to go to Baltimore and I want Kaila to be able to come, too. I want a week off of school. I want to be motivated enough to write my essay paper in Mr. Alkire's class. Whine! Whine! Whine!
Okay, I'm gonna get some food and bathe. Good night. I'll let you know if something interesting happens in life. And I want to start something. If you would like advice on ANYTHING and don't mind me publically answering (you can submit anonymously), please do so! Contact me however you want. be it here, MySpace, telephone, email, whatev. BK does it and I want to try it. It can be ridiculous questions, too, I just want something to write about.
love,
Kyle
It...is awesome. One of the best Propagandhi albums I've ever heard, which is comparing it to every Propagandhi album there is. I am seeing them a fucking WEEK FROM TODAY! AHHH!!!
I just don't blog anymore, do I?! See, it's this state of being...happy, but not complacent where I just don't blog. When I'm complacent, I talk about bullshit nothingness and when I'm unhappy, I talk about how shitty I think my life is. But when I'm happy and exploring life, I don't blog. It's weird. I just don't journalize anything until like...I know what I think about it, and while I'm exploring life, I don't draw any permanent conclusions. So like I could say that I really like something one day and take it back the next when things are like this. However, I really like this Propagandhi album, Supporing Caste. I'm buying it directly from them, I think, that way they get more money from it and I don't have to pay any corporations in between and it'll probably cost less, too. They don't make albums I don't love, I'm sorry. I'm extremely biased.
I'm done recording drums! FINALLY! I shouldn't announce that, but I'm so relieved that I have to. I've realized that more people read this than I was aware of...and more people listen to I Forget regularly than I was aware of. I feel like I'm being watched. Maybe I'm a celebrity in the UK and don't know about it. You ever wonder that? If a bunch of Ethiopian kids watch you on the single TV in their town every day? The odds probably aren't good, but who can say?
I can say this: I hate work. School work. I am such a lazy student and I'm the worst procrastinator and underachiever in my house. Class work is fine, I can do all of it that anyone wants me to do, but when it gets to be taken home, it's a pain in my ass. I DID finish both Frankenstein and Oedipus in the past few days, though, which I'm proud of myself for doing. However, I probably completely neglected to do probably 5 other things for each of those. The Master Hand knocked me off of the edge on my last life when he had 1 HP left on Super Smash Bros (the N64 version) and I got pissed and said "fuck this," and did not continue. I do hate that bullshit. Nothing is more discouraging than getting really far and losing unepically.
It's cold down here. I want some food. I wish I could play that goddamn piano better than I can. I want my drums. I want our album art and album to be finished. I want to go to Baltimore and I want Kaila to be able to come, too. I want a week off of school. I want to be motivated enough to write my essay paper in Mr. Alkire's class. Whine! Whine! Whine!
Okay, I'm gonna get some food and bathe. Good night. I'll let you know if something interesting happens in life. And I want to start something. If you would like advice on ANYTHING and don't mind me publically answering (you can submit anonymously), please do so! Contact me however you want. be it here, MySpace, telephone, email, whatev. BK does it and I want to try it. It can be ridiculous questions, too, I just want something to write about.
love,
Kyle
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Bad Flu, Jesus's Fault
It's like jesus hates my band. Not to say we haven't taken some cheap shots at him. We did claim to be better than him in a song or two. But imagine this. Life and time is a big cog wheel. Every time it turns to an opening, though, it's closed up with someone getting sick (Brittney, in this case) or with other plans getting caught up in the hole, therefore, recording time (being represented by the holes in the cog) is always passed. Now if no one in the band had a job, there wouldn't be this cog-like problem. It'd be like a tire that wore out its treads. We'd be able to go in and record at will. But jesus, remember, is having a battle with us and he's got his dad to call the shots in life. This is a fucking dictatorship for all of us.
Here's another problem in my life: I don't know what I think about bands like Fall Out Boy and Simple Plan that are like...kind of really lame "punk" and that kind of give punk a bad face, yet they kind of keep, in a very poor way, the media from being completely eaten by bands like Hinder and Nickelback. They also know what punk is, I'm pretty sure. Simple Plan loves Bad Religion and used to tour with the likes of Pennywise and Ten Foot Pole in a band before Simple Plan. Fall Out Boy are huge Jawbreaker fans. So it's like...it's relativity, okay? Yes, when offered a Toys That Kill album and a Fall Out Boy album, I'd take Toys That Kill. But if it's Fall Out Boy or Nickelback, I'd kill the person offering me albums for assuming for a minute that I'd want anything to do with a Nickelback album. Same goes for the earth moves at 9,000 miles a...minute I want to say? around the sun but I walk do the street at 4 miles an hour and the car goes past me in the opposite direction at 55 miles per hour plus the 4 I'm approaching it at, making it 59 miles per hour. Relativity, you know.
On that topic, Billie Joe Armstrong of Green Day REALLY knows where punk can be found. In a recent interview I watched (I was in a Green Day interviews on Youtube buzz), Billie Joe was saying how hip hop is kicking rock's ass. He said it's all going to shit unless you go underground, where he cited Dillinger Four being a kickass band. You can't say that Dillinger Four is a great punk band if you know nothing about punk, the way I see it. He also mentioned bands like No Means No and how Hefe is an amazing guitarist and musician. I think Green Day is punk, they just do it in a different way. I don't agree with the whole playing on TRL thing (which had its last show today [insert celestial chorus here]) and I thought the eyeliner was a little too far, but I do believe that American Idiot was a geniunely good album and has more punk in it than 99% of everything else mainstream. Green Day was my gateway drug to punk with The Offspring, so I'm going to forever back them up the best I can. Go ahead and say that you're more punk than me for it, see what I care.
Okay, here's something you can suck my dick to: I've been into punk since 5th grade. Now I didn't plan for this to be a blog about punk stuff, but this is where it's going, I suppose. Sure, I was never around to hear F.Y.P while they actually played as F.Y.P and John Samson hadn't been with Propagandhi for like 10 years, but do you really expect me, living in a redneck area and having a redneck family, to start listening to punk music when I'm still sucking my mom's tit? That's what Phil Colins and Genesis was for.
Truth was, I hated AFI the first time I heard them...and the second time, and the thousandth time. Why? My sister was obsessed. She sang "Cereal Wars" in the most annoying tone at the dinner table all of the time. I don't remember how she got into AFI, but it was probably because of David Irwin, who listened to punk at the time (he's now a scene bitch, sad but true). I got into NOFX because he'd made her a mix CD and Perfect Government was on it. I found Punk in Drublic in the used CDs section at the local FYE and I bought it because I'd heard that song and liked it, but I didn't see it's name on the back, I just thought "Hey, if I liked that song, I should like their other songs," which SHOULD be the case for every band, but it doesn't usually work that way, apparently. You see, that's why punk is the best (for me). They make records with more than one good song. Yes, Dinosaurs WILL Die. Anyway, I got Punk In Drublic after that. My sister had gotten Dookie at a yardsale and I'd bought Americana at Walmart one day because I'd been told that Pretty Fly was a good song. One thing leads to another, I read the acknowledgments at the end of the record sleeves and find out what other bands I should listen to. And then the day comes around that I'm listening to Toys That Kill. If you could draw a diagram of how every punk band is related, it definitely would not be just a straight line with some outlying dots. I can't even come up with a witty model it'd look like with words. But now that I know the routes and all, I can tell you, "Well it's as simple as this. You could go from Green Day to Pinhead Gunpowder to Dillinger Four because they did a split together and then to Toys That Kill because D4 and TTK are good friends and had a DVD or some shit like that." It's an art, I'm pretty sure.
Anyway, there's more to being punk than liking punk bands. I guess when it comes down to it, I'm not really that punk. I abide by the law all of the time, I do wonderfully in school, I've never destroyed a scupture or monument. I'm very pro-gay and anti-religion and all of those things, but you can't do a whole lot about that around here. If I told anyone that I support gays and that I live with my dad and his boyfriend, they'd shoot another hole in my bathroom window and burn down my house. If I speak against religion, which I still do, I get a bunch of close-minded assholes and no positive reactions. However, something beautiful happened around this time last year. Perhaps it was because I and my girlfriend at the time openly opposed Christianity, but anyway, another girl in our Driver's Ed class asked us something relating to religion and about how she was considering how Christianity has some definite flaws. Everyone else in the class immediately started telling us to read a bible, but she seemed to be very sure that what she was questioning was in her full right to question. So maybe I can't always start big pro-gay or anti-religion movements, but I'm always here to support those that are with me on it. I don't know what all punk is or what you have to do to be punk, but I try my best and agree with most every punk belief and view. It's a scene I can believe in and it's a very fun scene without a tolerance for drama. I'm too politically correct to be punk, too. Look at how I try to leave plenty of room for other people's opinions as I type this. Oh well, sue me.
Scene kids fucking suck. That's my next rant unless something else comes up.
love,
Kyle
Here's another problem in my life: I don't know what I think about bands like Fall Out Boy and Simple Plan that are like...kind of really lame "punk" and that kind of give punk a bad face, yet they kind of keep, in a very poor way, the media from being completely eaten by bands like Hinder and Nickelback. They also know what punk is, I'm pretty sure. Simple Plan loves Bad Religion and used to tour with the likes of Pennywise and Ten Foot Pole in a band before Simple Plan. Fall Out Boy are huge Jawbreaker fans. So it's like...it's relativity, okay? Yes, when offered a Toys That Kill album and a Fall Out Boy album, I'd take Toys That Kill. But if it's Fall Out Boy or Nickelback, I'd kill the person offering me albums for assuming for a minute that I'd want anything to do with a Nickelback album. Same goes for the earth moves at 9,000 miles a...minute I want to say? around the sun but I walk do the street at 4 miles an hour and the car goes past me in the opposite direction at 55 miles per hour plus the 4 I'm approaching it at, making it 59 miles per hour. Relativity, you know.
On that topic, Billie Joe Armstrong of Green Day REALLY knows where punk can be found. In a recent interview I watched (I was in a Green Day interviews on Youtube buzz), Billie Joe was saying how hip hop is kicking rock's ass. He said it's all going to shit unless you go underground, where he cited Dillinger Four being a kickass band. You can't say that Dillinger Four is a great punk band if you know nothing about punk, the way I see it. He also mentioned bands like No Means No and how Hefe is an amazing guitarist and musician. I think Green Day is punk, they just do it in a different way. I don't agree with the whole playing on TRL thing (which had its last show today [insert celestial chorus here]) and I thought the eyeliner was a little too far, but I do believe that American Idiot was a geniunely good album and has more punk in it than 99% of everything else mainstream. Green Day was my gateway drug to punk with The Offspring, so I'm going to forever back them up the best I can. Go ahead and say that you're more punk than me for it, see what I care.
Okay, here's something you can suck my dick to: I've been into punk since 5th grade. Now I didn't plan for this to be a blog about punk stuff, but this is where it's going, I suppose. Sure, I was never around to hear F.Y.P while they actually played as F.Y.P and John Samson hadn't been with Propagandhi for like 10 years, but do you really expect me, living in a redneck area and having a redneck family, to start listening to punk music when I'm still sucking my mom's tit? That's what Phil Colins and Genesis was for.
Truth was, I hated AFI the first time I heard them...and the second time, and the thousandth time. Why? My sister was obsessed. She sang "Cereal Wars" in the most annoying tone at the dinner table all of the time. I don't remember how she got into AFI, but it was probably because of David Irwin, who listened to punk at the time (he's now a scene bitch, sad but true). I got into NOFX because he'd made her a mix CD and Perfect Government was on it. I found Punk in Drublic in the used CDs section at the local FYE and I bought it because I'd heard that song and liked it, but I didn't see it's name on the back, I just thought "Hey, if I liked that song, I should like their other songs," which SHOULD be the case for every band, but it doesn't usually work that way, apparently. You see, that's why punk is the best (for me). They make records with more than one good song. Yes, Dinosaurs WILL Die. Anyway, I got Punk In Drublic after that. My sister had gotten Dookie at a yardsale and I'd bought Americana at Walmart one day because I'd been told that Pretty Fly was a good song. One thing leads to another, I read the acknowledgments at the end of the record sleeves and find out what other bands I should listen to. And then the day comes around that I'm listening to Toys That Kill. If you could draw a diagram of how every punk band is related, it definitely would not be just a straight line with some outlying dots. I can't even come up with a witty model it'd look like with words. But now that I know the routes and all, I can tell you, "Well it's as simple as this. You could go from Green Day to Pinhead Gunpowder to Dillinger Four because they did a split together and then to Toys That Kill because D4 and TTK are good friends and had a DVD or some shit like that." It's an art, I'm pretty sure.
Anyway, there's more to being punk than liking punk bands. I guess when it comes down to it, I'm not really that punk. I abide by the law all of the time, I do wonderfully in school, I've never destroyed a scupture or monument. I'm very pro-gay and anti-religion and all of those things, but you can't do a whole lot about that around here. If I told anyone that I support gays and that I live with my dad and his boyfriend, they'd shoot another hole in my bathroom window and burn down my house. If I speak against religion, which I still do, I get a bunch of close-minded assholes and no positive reactions. However, something beautiful happened around this time last year. Perhaps it was because I and my girlfriend at the time openly opposed Christianity, but anyway, another girl in our Driver's Ed class asked us something relating to religion and about how she was considering how Christianity has some definite flaws. Everyone else in the class immediately started telling us to read a bible, but she seemed to be very sure that what she was questioning was in her full right to question. So maybe I can't always start big pro-gay or anti-religion movements, but I'm always here to support those that are with me on it. I don't know what all punk is or what you have to do to be punk, but I try my best and agree with most every punk belief and view. It's a scene I can believe in and it's a very fun scene without a tolerance for drama. I'm too politically correct to be punk, too. Look at how I try to leave plenty of room for other people's opinions as I type this. Oh well, sue me.
Scene kids fucking suck. That's my next rant unless something else comes up.
love,
Kyle
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