Archers of Loaf - Web In Front
This is so cool. I have been listening to “Everyday I Write The Book” by Elvis Costello pretty much every single morning on the way to work. It’s the first song I put on after I just let shuffle take over. But yes, I feel like it’s a great song to try and set the pace for the rest of my day.
Anyway, I remember watching Elvis Costello play “Radio, Radio” on SNL when I was a kid. Of course, it was a rerun or something. I guess he wasn’t supposed to have played this. They were last minute fill-ins when The Sex Pistols couldn’t make it. They were told to not play this but then, that happened. I remember thinking how fucking punk rock it was. I loved it.
So, some years later, I was watching an SNL Special. It was for one of their many milestones (I guess I could Google but I wont.) The Beastie Boys were playing their smash hit when…
Elvis Costello and The Beastie Boys - Radio Radio by anchelito
Happy Birthday, Keith Haring/Rest In Peace, MCA
I came in today, hoping to be positive, and make it a good day. I wanted to go on Twitter, feel creative, and make some people laugh. What’s the use? I definitely do not feel like tweeting today. But I guess it really isn’t about me, after all, huh?
I have definitely lost my touch with with touchless world. I should communicate more often. I don’t. I often feel insecure and reluctant at times, so I just put it off all together. I never thought I’d feel social anxiety in social media outlets.
In any case, I feel terrible today. I was shocked to hear MCA from the Beastie Boys died. I wish there is something to the fact that it also happens to be Keith Haring’s birthday. If there really is a heaven, I’d like to imagine Keith Haring being so happy for an unexpected surprise visit to his birthday party.
I grew up with The Beastie Boys. I remember when Ill Communication came out. Sure, it was a highly anticipated album and it did become big with the help of the first single, the smash-hit, “Sabotage.” I guess you can say, pretty much every one my age was listening to it at that point. But rightly so. This one was one that deserved it. It was a delight to listen to it. They were a truly inspired group with amazing hooks, innovative styles, and they played their own instruments. I remember my friends and I, not many worries in the world at that point, barely out of High School, driving around finding places where we could skate.
The Beastie Boys were real genuine. They were part of the first wave of the amazing Def Jam roster. They were 3 Jewish kids from Brooklyn. They very much appealed to me when I was a kid into punk rock because of their punk rock roots. They actually began as a hardcore punk band from New York.
At first, they presented more of a party group and made no bones about it but that didn’t mean their music was necessarily frivolous. I believe that they really held their own and were indeed very much respected in the rap community. As far as I was able to see, they were always taken seriously, maybe because they never took on airs and pretended to be something they were not. When you listen to their music, it’s like something is happening that is just right and it is done with ease and precision.
To be honest, I didn’t really get too much into Paul’s Boutique at the time. I was young and stupid. Now, I realize it is one of the best things ever recorded. This is when they began to shed much more so the frat image they never really wanted. I think, in a way, they both embraced the success of “Fight For Your Right (Party,)” as well as detested what it had become- a battle cry for college keggers or whatever.
Then, it was ‘92. I was living in San Francisco for a short time. Check Your Head came out. Something about it all really spoke to young people like myself. The way they dressed, the way they were and their infectious music. It is no secret pretty much every kid from that era began dressing like them and it also opened up a whole new world of interest of hip hop to kids that didn’t know otherwise.
I moved to Florida shortly after and I became immersed with punk rock. My cousin, who was like my punk rock mentor, having moved to Florida, too, from Huntington Beach, played me a song. The name of the song was, “Egg Raid On Mojo” by the Beastie Boys. I couldn’t believe my ears. I couldn’t believe this was them. I had no idea what they were saying but yet it spoke to me loud and clear. It was a type of punk rock that I could relate to at the time, and still does, since it can still touch a part of me that used to be me. It was discordant and frenetic and sloppy and awesome. I couldn’t believe this was the same band that had released “So What’cha Want” just earlier that year.
Then, a couple of years later, Ill Communication came out. Sabotage went to the stratosphere and made Beastie Boys mega stars. I remember watching them play it at the MTV Awards. At the end of the song, being that it is live, I got the pleasure of seeing Ad-Rock flip off the cameras. Later recorded showings of this appearance edited this out but for me, as an averagely rebellious kid, was so fucking cool. I couldn’t believe my eyes.
Beastie Boys became really big after. As time went on, my interest waned a bit. It happens. It’s not a bad thing. But it comes back. It comes back to you.
Within the last year or so, it’s off because I have felt that feeling come back. I began listening to License to Ill, Paul’s Boutique, Ill Communication and even Hello Nasty.
Anyway, whatever. This is longer than what I anticipated to write. I didn’t know where else I could express my sadness today. It’s probably stupid. But maybe it’s that mentality that impedes me from expressing myself. I didn’t want to say anything on Twitter but then again, I barely do anymore. In any case, I still only just want to keep Twitter for jokes- for a part of what I used to dream and wished of becoming at one point in my life. I didn’t write about Levon Helm, from The Band, dying, either and I really should have. I was also so shocked to hear that, too. I had read that he was gravely ill and then, next thing I know, he was dead. The Band has also meant so much to me, too. Anyway, have a good day. I love you, guys, whoever reads this (who?)
P.S. Sorry if this is very sloppy writing. I’m at work. Get off my back!
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I think I may have a “blog” I never update, which is really terrible. I never seem to be able to. I’ll just share music. Everyone probably thinks I’m into something here or there. Who reads this, anyway? In any case, I want to post some music tonight through here. I’m not even that funny. Haven’t you already gotten that? Anyway, this fucking song really rules. I know nobody would peg me for a shoegazer that would listen to this type of stuff but I’ve learned, I think, that there everything coming out of all directions and something out of that everything may be just incredible. Meaning, people into rock and roll: not everything has to be “booze,” “drugs,” “the stones,” “the dolls!”“
My Bloody Valentine - Soft As Snow (But Warm Inside)
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Pavement - Here
My brain is on drugs and I want eggs!
(Source: mrgolightly, via nickdrake)
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Black Flag - Nervous Breakdown
This is the way I feel lately but, somehow, somewhere inside, it’s odd that I do feel a glimmer of hope. I am normally not too very optimistic and reassured but I am hoping for things to change soon. I am looking for a new job, even though things are looking up, more than ever lately, in the direction of finally moving and getting the hell out of dodge. It’s looking towards an August date, sometime right before the end of summer. Should be a good time and we’ll definitely have enough. Going back to the greener pastures I’ve been expecting for. Anyway, have a nice day.
Boredom Blitz
Yes, I know- I know I’ve been sucking on Twitter. Really, I’m trying to get back into the “groove” (would that be the right word?) I cannot attribute it to anything in particular. I don’t even know why I’m writing this. I feel like I’ve got three outlets, like a three-pronged plug.
I love Twitter- it makes me feel like when I had I chance, and I blew it with meaningless stuff, maybe I could have had a chance to do something… What, creative? I know some friends I used to have would probably be disappointed. I was supposed to do something, I think, not become stagnant.
Facebook- Although I do have some Twitter friends there, and although I don’t really update much at all, I see Facebook more as like a contact kinda thing; lik the place where my family and people I wanna keep close, or closer. I feel like Facebook is just there to be connected but it’s too personal. I don’t wanna get too involved and with Twitter, I just want to keep it lighthearted, always. I love the idea of making people laugh- I always have. That’s all I want. I want to kinda get to know people by their tweets and I want to TRY and entertain them because I’ve gotten to love them and to think of them as my friends (some people more than others.)
Now, there’s this: Tumblr- I like it. I like the whole notion. I feel like I send smoke signals to a small few and I can really speak- truly speak. I can whatever I want. Only problem is, I don’t use it as much as I should, or want to. I could do anything here- pour my heart out like syrup on a pancake and who cares. I try to keep low key here and I should keep it that way. But I should post more. I could share music, pictures, ideas and etc.
Anyway, I love you all, whoever is reading. I’ll try to be more consistence and I want to get back to tweeting more and making jokes and making my friends laugh and, did I mention I love you?
