Aside from being an a) badass song, it is also b) a badass video.
and finally, you gotta love the addition of furries to the video. If you do not know what furries are, go look them up. No, they did not just get a bunch of people in animal costumes, there's a whole lifestyle that furries engage in. Enjoi.
So, i leave for Montana on Friday. It is a 2200 mile trip, and i'll be making some stops to see family and that lovely girl i call my girlfriend. for those times that i'm on the road, though, i'm going to need companionship, ie. the greatest road trip playlist of all time. This is where you, loyal readers, come in. I need help.
Tell me the songs I need to put on my road trip playlist. keep the theme to movin on, the road, travel, shit like that. I've got some songs already but I want to hear what everyone says.
Never thought that would happen (I know, I know, I've said that every time I reach some sort of personal milestone. deal.)
So, here's the deal. I love each and every one of you that has read my blog just passing through, or obsessively.
I love you even more if you've left comments. I love you even more then that if you've contributed to my almost 300 posts in some way. You are the reason I am writing still, because y'all make my life interesting.
Here's the second deal. I AM STARTING A NEW BLOG.
(what? did Sam really say that?)
Yes, yes I did. It will be a spiffier looking blog on a different website, where I hope to gain some more attention from people on the interweb.
Here is the plan:
Step 1: Start Blog on AP... check
Step 2: Gain a following... check
Step 3: Start new blog and gain larger following
Step 4: Take over the world.
I am accepting offers for positions in my world domination cabinet right now. Apply within.
In the past two weeks I have listened to Yellowcard's album Ocean Avenue constantly. I was in love with it when it came out--I remember getting my mom to drive me to Best Buy the day it came out then listening to it well, pretty much 20 hours a day for the rest of the summer. Then I saw them once a little while later and their live show sucked and it crushed me (I had seen them before and they were amazing). Then there were the line up changes, the members leaving, the drama, the breakup, etc. I popped it in a couple weeks ago because I have a hoodie with lyrics from "View From Heaven" on it and spent a good deal of time staring at the hoodie instead of paying attention in class.
I forgot how fucking truly awesome Ocean Avenue was. Seriously. If you're a youngin out there who was still too young to listen to YC when the album came out, go get it now. Its the perfect mix of pop punk, rock and emotion. Go. Now.
okay, so yeah, I'm partial to this video because it has all those things that I grew up with in videos: pretty girls, band guys getting with those girls, shots of the band playing with tons of random extras and some sort of string to tie them all together.
and yeah, I'm partial to this video because it mentions Jersey, and how can one not be partial to that (this is not the time for dirty jersey jokes, so keep your mouths shut with those)
but so what?
This video is pretty kickin'. watch and love it. These guys are good, and will continue to be good--nay--hopefully, they will just get better and better. There's not a lot of bands out there that have such simple pop punk anymore, a lot of bands think that to play anything with the word punk even remotely attached you need synths, or you need screaming or anything, but no, I like the years gone by cause its just good stuff. the end.
So i've had this blog for almost a year now, and in that time I've gotten over 10,000 hits.
HOLY. fucking. SHIT.
that is unbelievable and phenomenal and amazing and awesome in every sense of every word. Needless to say, I never thought I would a) stick with it that long or b) have that many views.
Some thanks are in order.
All my friends on here who have stuck around and read a bunch and have left comments and advice and everything in between and on both sides and all around and was helpful or not or funny or uplifting or any of that
All of my friends who I have made read this for any number of reasons
Everyone who finds this randomly and decides to get past titles.
So, well, thanks so much. Who knows, someday I could be famous and you could look back and say
a) "wow, i read that pretentious, emo fuck's blog when he was back in college. how the hell did he manage to secure some fame
or, the preferred
b) "woohoo! I know him, he's pretty damn cool, I knew something would happen someday for him. sweet, maybe he'll sign his tell all memoir for me so i can put it up on E-bay and make money"
yes, yes i will sign anything you want me to if it comes to it.
so, thanks to everyone, let's get another 10k views in the next year, who knows what the fuck will happen.
people laughed the entire fucking time. i was honestly amazed. I read the away message one over the summer and I was lucky if i got smiles at all. so, all this laughing? wow. both pieces went over pretty well. i don't want to toot my own horn, but i think i got the loudest applause. sweet.
I wrote this poem a while back and have been revising, editing, whatever, for a while now. What do y'all think:
I walked away with your face,
Well, not just your face,
Your whole head.
Oozing from the neck where
I cut you,
Soaking the bag I hold you in, the tough
Fabric scratching your face
As I make my way through alleys
Sparsely illuminated by the lights of store back doors,
The ground looks like a leopard’s skin
Forcing me to take careful steps so I don’t run into
Forest green dumpsters overflowing with rotting
Foods, broken wooden crates and boxes,
A hooker giving a cop a hand job,
A dead dog, flies swarming its eyes,
Dirty panhandlers begging for some change,
I know the cops will find you,
The rest of you,
And by then I’ll be
God will watch over me.
They’ll see your body, your limbs splayed
From when you fell after the knife sliced through all the way
And next to you
The pool of blood
Congealed crimson black brown, and everything,
Covered in squirming maggots.
Now back in my apartment, my one-room
Shit hole, I put
Your head on the shelf in the fridge, the door propped up by a stick of broken
So we can talk.
“I told you,” I say,
“An eye for an eye—it’s not my fault
You didn’t believe me
The first time.
When you dropped my daughter’s body off in
My back yard, bloody bruised and blue green purple in some spots.
I bought off your bodyguards.”
How is it that you think you could do this just because my daughter
Wasn’t a good enough whore?
People cared about her, can you say the same?
You took my one and only, my precious daughter.
I’m laughing almost, crying almost because talking to God
Has done nothing, gotten me nowhere.
Look, just look at me now. You’ve got me
Worked down to nothing.
First line taken from Yusef Komunyakaa’s “Providence”
I've been on a pop punk album kick lately, I don't know why, but I am and I got to thinking about some of my favorite/what I think may be some of the best pop punk albums of our generation (however you want to define that, go for it...it is the stuff I listened to starting in 7th/8th grade. So 8-9 years ago, ish).
This is what I came up with. By best I'm thinking, most replayability, overall catchiness, awesomeness, creativity and impact on the "scene." What do y'all think? These are in no order
The Starting Line - Say It Like You Mean It
Good Charlotte - Good Charlotte
Fall Out Boy - Take This To Your Grave
blink182 - Enema of the State
sum41 - All Killer No Filler
A New Found Glory - Nothing Gold Can Stay
This is by no means my complete list, it is what came to mind first and, given enough time, would probably change a bit. In terms of music now, I think the next album could make the same impact, or at least attempt to revive the pop punk of yore..
I read a lot. I go through books like addicts go through crack. Sometimes, if the book is good enough, I get the same feelings, cause I'm weird like that. Anyway, this is sort of for my own purposes as much as everyone else's (So I don't forget) Here are 10 books I feel should be read by everyone.
(In no order of awesomeness)
1. Anthony Bourdain -- A Cook's Tour [it is a kick in the nuts to the food writing world. just read it]
2. Dave Eggers -- A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius [this guy is cocky, yet he can write. A memoir about him. The title doesn't lie... I hated this at first then went back and loved it.]
3. Chuck Palahniuk -- Invisible Monsters [He's fucked up. Who doesn't like fucked up these days?]
4. Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. -- Slaughterhouse V, Cat's Cradle, Slapstick [I can't pick one. He's the best writer of the 20th century. Suck it, Hemingway.]
5. Augusten Burroughs -- Running With Scissors [If you've seen the movie, forget it. The book far outpaces in fucked-upitude and heartbreaking comedy]
6. TC Boyle -- Tooth and Claw [This is a collection of short stories that all made me want the story to continue. Every one. That's something]
7. Steve Almond -- Candyfreak [A memoir about candy. No, a hilarious memoir about candy. Speaking of, where's that Snickers...]
8. Alex Haley -- Roots [Yes, I'm talking about the classic epic of slavery. Read it, you'll be a better person.]
9. John Grogan -- Marley and Me [I know, I know, it was an Oprah book and on God knows how many other book lists. But I am a dog person. If you are, read it. It captures the essence of dog.]
10. David Morrell -- Creepers [This is a thriller novel. In terms of suspense, one of the best I've read, unlike that shitty King stuff...Boy I'd like to kick him in the shins.]
I am currently reading another David Morrell book, and have books by Chuck Klosterman up after that. I've heard he's good.