The fact that the majority of teenagers would rather listen to Justin Bieber or Taylor Momsen over Jimi Hendrix or Pink Floyd makes me want to fucking kill myself. Literally.
up next on MTV’s “White Girl Problems”: special snowflake and part-time tumblr user felicefawn is literally contemplating suicide over people having different music taste than her and thinks she is better than everybody else because she kinda sorta knows who jimi hendrix and pink floyd are
But MY favourite music is OLDER and therefore BETTER.
Favourite and least favourite song on your own demo?
Oh man, how long can I talk about myself before it starts being super pretentious? So anyway…
My favourite song is Thank You For Your Time, I am just proud of how that song turned out, Josh helped organize and fix it up and since then I have just been super happy with how it sounded. My least favourite is Sixteen Months, the chorus isn’t bad but other than that I think my singing is way off on it. I wrote it a day or two before I recorded so the song didn’t have time to sit? Like all the other songs had a few months of playing and fixing up, and Sixteen Months was a pretty fresh song. It doesn’t do much for me, I wouldn’t play it at a show unless someone asked for it. Although some people have told me it’s their favourite which is weird.
What is the deal with all the songs on your demo being about girls fucking you over?
It was seriously something I put no thought into at all until I recorded the demo, I had show the songs around a bunch but it wasn’t until I started giving everyone the demo that people started telling me this. Honestly, when the first person pointed this out to me I felt like taking all the demos back so no one could hear them, I felt really shit about it. Not all the songs are directly related to an experience or person, at least two of the songs were just kind of…made up? Like using those words and stuff because the fit the songs? The demo is kinda made up from maybe the first 10 songs I wrote ever? And those kinda songs just became my wheelhouse that I just came back to a lot because it was easy to do. I still haven’t made a song that isn’t about a girl, I am working on it I swear!
But yeah, if I could change something about the demo I would have written a few songs that aren’t about girls, it just kinda put a shadow over the whole thing once I made the connection you are talking about.
My iPod dock stopped working last week. I won it at a competition at Wests Leagues Club I spent a ton of time on Friday and today on the phone trying to find out how to claim warranty on something I never bought. Wests finally sent over all the reciepts and such saying they bought it and won it. DGTEC told me to scan all of them, email them, then they would send a reference number to me so I can begin to get it repaired. We called the place Wests bought it from, The Good Guys. They said it cost under $200 so bring it in and they will exchange it instantly. Fucking cheering.
“When Pearl Jam released their last record, there was an article in a UK magazine that talked about how Kurt didn’t like them, like it still mattered. Like, who fucking cares whether Kurt liked Pearl Jam or not? It made me really upset, because Kurt’s not around to defend himself, but also because that was considered a stamp of approval; that one person’s opinion would matter that much. The next interview I did, I stuck up for Pearl Jam. If there’s one thing at the end of the day that will destroy music, it’s guilt. That guilt that some musicians feel that keeps them from making music, any kind of music - that you could let something so petty get in the way of making something beautiful. It really affected me, because the last time I watched Pearl Jam, I sat on the side of the stage and cried, because I thought, Wow, man. These guys survived. They fucking survived! Out of everybody else, they’re still fucking going. It made me really happy. I texted Eddie later on to tell him that it was an emotional moment for me. They survived, and they survived without the guilt and the shame. They survived on music.”—Dave Grohl, quoted from “Pearl Jam Twenty” (via perfumedsecrets)
Well I’m just a lonely traveler and I don’t know where I’m bound. Though, that if I keep on moving then I know that I’ll be found. I’ll climb high atop a mountain, call for he who holds the crown, But until that day, keep on wanderin’
Well now, when the soul wanders there are things a man must see. There are trials he must know and there are troubles he must meet. He must stare in the eyes of evil and know that he is free. 'Til the good lord calls, keep on wanderin'
Now, my father was a traveler and my mama stayed at home. And she cried the day that he walked out and left us on our alone. But now I’m older than he was when I was born and I don’t know, Which way is home so I’m wanderin’
Yes, oh lord, I’ve seen your oceans, I’ve seen your mountains high. I’ve been lost inside your cities, I’ve seen the underside. Yeah, I know the troubles that plague a troubled mind, But they can’t catch me I’m a wanderin’
Hit by some unexpected ‘Aussie Pride’ today. I am very tempted to actually go to the beach, a place I would usually avoid like the plauge on Straya Day. Hell, my parents bought be some Straya Day board shorts for Christmas, I’ll even put those on. My plan for the day involved writing a post about some of my favourite Australian albums, then going to go watch an American punk band I don’t really care for. This might be a nice change.