DAILY DOSE: "I'm Getting Tired & I Need Somewhere to Begin"
Greetings friends, before we get going, I really need to get something off of my chest:
Green Day's Jesus of Suburbia is the worst song ever written. The newly updated list goes as follows:
5) Bootylicious -- Destiny's Child
4) Don't You Wish You Girlfriend Was Hot Like Me? -- The Pussycat Dolls
3) Sex & Candy -- Marcy's Playground
2) Jumper -- Third Eye Blind
1) Jesus of Suburbia -- Green Day
There. That''s five extremely popular songs that I can't help but despise. And though, yes, my taste in music is suspect at best, I am confident when I say you all should hate these songs, too. But let's talk Jesus of Suburbia. Fact of the matter is- it's a few things:
1) arrogant-- "hey, we're frakkin' Green Day, and all we do is make ballads, let's go 12 minutes!"
2) unoriginal-- listen close. Hear it? Ring of Fire. It's in there, bitches. And since it's on repeat, basically, for 7 of the 12 minutes, you can't miss it. (Note-- there's also ANOTHER blatant riff in there, and just never, quite place it...help if you're out there..)
3) It meanders. It really does. It sounds disjointed and is annoying, and it just keeps going for no other reason than, "we're a big time band, and we can, because radio sucks and they'll play whatever we tell them to."
4) It is yet another in a long line of songs that prove if the radio stations and music companies tell you that something is good, and then force it down your throat enough, you'll buy it. And by "you" I mean "teenagers". See also, "Clarkson, Kelly" "DMB's 'Busted Stuff album," and "Anything by Madonna since 1992".
Rant over. On to the show.
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So much to do, and so little time. Really, I never talked about New Years, but still hope to. I ain't talked about the Stillers (and how I owe apologies to Big Ben and Joey Porter) but don't expect anything until I do a retrospective after this weekend. Also-- the Nits. Man do I owe you some quality stuff about the Nits. And the premiere of 24 (quick take: AWESOME) and the return of Galactica (also awesome...KLE-- how you do feel about your boy Lee wanting to die?)
Yes, yes, so much to talk about, and so little time. But yet, I realize that I never got retrospective about last year. And maybe I shouldn't. It's a tough call. What a long, strange year. Seems like I lost more than I gained. Consider for a moment what I gained: J.D., career, Bar License, New Awesome Apartment. Now think about what I must've lost to feel as though I came out behind... It just feels like so many people have come, gone, come, gone, come, and then gone again this year. Or even worse, they just left and I never truly got them back. Or worst of all, I left, and they didn't miss a beat. It's hard to take stock of a year that featured so much change, especially when I don't know where I stand with so much of it. Maybe when I figure it out, I'll share, in the meantime, I guess I just have to continue to be retrospective...
I know I'm looking for a fresh start, and I feel like I've already squandered the perfect opportunity for one. Maybe, though, I just need a re-boot of things that are already here. I don't even know what that means. I just know I've been hitting up an old mix CD a friend gave me back during Bar Season the last couple of days, and I can't quite get over the feeling from today's song, "Somewhere Only We Know" by the awesomeness that is Keane. Oh simple things, where have you gone?
Me, I'm headed to bed. And I'm going to dream about CTU agents blasting through walls and shooting up evil Russian nationalists, and hope all the while that sometime soon, I learn how to write action like that.
God damn, 24 is frakking awesome.
Be good to each other,
why don't we go somewhere only we know?
-apk
ps: Grampy, where have you gone?
Green Day's Jesus of Suburbia is the worst song ever written. The newly updated list goes as follows:
5) Bootylicious -- Destiny's Child
4) Don't You Wish You Girlfriend Was Hot Like Me? -- The Pussycat Dolls
3) Sex & Candy -- Marcy's Playground
2) Jumper -- Third Eye Blind
1) Jesus of Suburbia -- Green Day
There. That''s five extremely popular songs that I can't help but despise. And though, yes, my taste in music is suspect at best, I am confident when I say you all should hate these songs, too. But let's talk Jesus of Suburbia. Fact of the matter is- it's a few things:
1) arrogant-- "hey, we're frakkin' Green Day, and all we do is make ballads, let's go 12 minutes!"
2) unoriginal-- listen close. Hear it? Ring of Fire. It's in there, bitches. And since it's on repeat, basically, for 7 of the 12 minutes, you can't miss it. (Note-- there's also ANOTHER blatant riff in there, and just never, quite place it...help if you're out there..)
3) It meanders. It really does. It sounds disjointed and is annoying, and it just keeps going for no other reason than, "we're a big time band, and we can, because radio sucks and they'll play whatever we tell them to."
4) It is yet another in a long line of songs that prove if the radio stations and music companies tell you that something is good, and then force it down your throat enough, you'll buy it. And by "you" I mean "teenagers". See also, "Clarkson, Kelly" "DMB's 'Busted Stuff album," and "Anything by Madonna since 1992".
Rant over. On to the show.
------------
So much to do, and so little time. Really, I never talked about New Years, but still hope to. I ain't talked about the Stillers (and how I owe apologies to Big Ben and Joey Porter) but don't expect anything until I do a retrospective after this weekend. Also-- the Nits. Man do I owe you some quality stuff about the Nits. And the premiere of 24 (quick take: AWESOME) and the return of Galactica (also awesome...KLE-- how you do feel about your boy Lee wanting to die?)
Yes, yes, so much to talk about, and so little time. But yet, I realize that I never got retrospective about last year. And maybe I shouldn't. It's a tough call. What a long, strange year. Seems like I lost more than I gained. Consider for a moment what I gained: J.D., career, Bar License, New Awesome Apartment. Now think about what I must've lost to feel as though I came out behind... It just feels like so many people have come, gone, come, gone, come, and then gone again this year. Or even worse, they just left and I never truly got them back. Or worst of all, I left, and they didn't miss a beat. It's hard to take stock of a year that featured so much change, especially when I don't know where I stand with so much of it. Maybe when I figure it out, I'll share, in the meantime, I guess I just have to continue to be retrospective...
I know I'm looking for a fresh start, and I feel like I've already squandered the perfect opportunity for one. Maybe, though, I just need a re-boot of things that are already here. I don't even know what that means. I just know I've been hitting up an old mix CD a friend gave me back during Bar Season the last couple of days, and I can't quite get over the feeling from today's song, "Somewhere Only We Know" by the awesomeness that is Keane. Oh simple things, where have you gone?
Me, I'm headed to bed. And I'm going to dream about CTU agents blasting through walls and shooting up evil Russian nationalists, and hope all the while that sometime soon, I learn how to write action like that.
God damn, 24 is frakking awesome.
Be good to each other,
why don't we go somewhere only we know?
-apk
ps: Grampy, where have you gone?
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