Thursday, September 11

I have to confess, I don’t enjoy U2. I also don’t like listening to Bruce Springsteen, the Beatles, Bob Dylan, the Rolling Stones and many other bands and artists that seem to be held up to some kind of god-like status. Why am I obligated to enjoy something just because the general consensus is that THEY ROCK?

This opinion often leads to heated debates, at least on the part of fans of these performers. I personally don’t give a crap. And you are NOT going to change my mind.

Know what else? Nothing annoys me more than having to listen to some overplayed fucking song (Satisfaction for example) for the Quadrabillionth time, especially around people who act like it’s the first time ever. Ugh, how boring.

Why can’t people move on? Sure in grade 9 I discovered Led Zeppelin for the first time,
then I overplayed them to death like most 13 year olds would anything (the only acceptable time to overplay stuff is as a kid I think) and moved on. There’s the key. I moved on. I can’t sit around listening to classic rock stations and their incessant playing of Led Zeppelin (but only certain songs), their “Led Zeppelin Rock Weekends!” their countdowns of the “best” songs ever which inevitably have the same top 10 songs in the same order as last year (or close to it) and every year before for the past zillion decades.

I won’t get suckered by the 6th or so “this is the last time we drag our rusty old bones out, we promise” Reunion tour most of those bands roll out at $300 a pop whenever they need more drug money or a new shot of ego boosting, the reunion tours that consist of exactly 1 original band member and an assortment of replacements or some gay “tribute” show because the band members are dead or won’t reunite (thank god for small miracles).

Meh, I’m gonna stop now, this subject starts to bore me. Maybe later I’ll make a list of songs that make me want to poke my eyes out. Right now though, my butt is hanging out the top of my pants which came out of the dryer a tad tight. Excuse me while I stand up and give them a pull.

10:30 am update: FUCK ME! I turn on the radio and guess what is playing? FUCKING SATISFACTION!!

I rest my case.

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