Saturday, August 30, 2008

All Apologies

When listing my favorite bands of all time below, I made a GLARING omission:

Nirvana - The moment the first teen angst ridden opening chicka-ckicka's of Smells Like Teen Spirit hit the MTV airwaves, Hair Metal was obliterated. Now, I am not going to pretend that Hair Metal bands weren't important to me. I've seen Skid Row and Dokken live, I plastered my room with posters of Poison, Cinderella, and Warrant, and I still own a few Motley Crue albums. (Dr. Feelgood rocks. Seriously, check it out)
Nirvana taught many of us something that we didn't know we needed to learn. They taught us that we were being had. The excess of the 80's, (not just music, but fashion, corporate greed, etc.) had gone way too far. Music had become plastic. It was truly a product, a commodity. It was hollow, shallow, and weak. They reminded us of all that we had forgotten about music. Oh yeah!, it shouldn't suck! Musically, they combined the indi-punk attitude of The Pixies, with the songcraft and attention to melody of The Beatles. Kurt helped to teach me personally that it's what you have to say musically that's important.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

I've recently had a revelation in my life. I've struggled for years with a certain ailment. I, like many others, have suffered from the dredded Costanza Wallet.

Visual Aproximation:





This is serious. Now, generally my wallet didn't look this extreme. It had a certain ebb and flow. It would reach a pinnicle, or an Apex as Dr. Colin Nairn Scott would say. At some point though, the beast would have to be tamed.


Now, I realized that I didn't still need to carry around my Golden Tee membership card. (mainly because I hadn't played in 5 years. My Golden Tee gaming had wained since Michael Murray and the Snow Wolf had moved on to Big Buck Hunter) For some reason, the need to carry dozens of business cards around seemed necessary. I NEED to have a dozen stamps on my hip at all times, right? Coupons, coupons, coupons. You get the idea.




Anyway.....I've discovered the "Front Pocket Wallet":

Now this is significant for many reasons. First of all, I've become one of those guys. The money clip type. They have a certain pompas attitude that I didn't want to be a part of. Secondly, I've always carried my wallet in my front pocket. (it's a comfort thing) I thought that Slappy Scott and myself were the only two people I knew who did such a thing. I guess there is a whole underground cult of front pocketers! Rise up my brothers!!!!! Lastly, this completly keeps me from keeping anything that isn't necessary. It fits 3 credit cards, my license, cash, and my two train passes.
Done, that's it! What the hell more do I need? I feel so simplistic. So naked. So restrained, yet so free. I think I'll take up Buddism.