Friday, October 22, 2004

 
Today I saw a girl in a jean jacket which is pretty unremarkable considering this is the year of denim and wearing outdoor glasses inside.

What was remarkable about it was that on her left sleeve was a dark blue heart drawn with a sharpie. All of the terrible 'punk' lyrics I had written when I was younger (Someone is going to post : 'Younger?') came flooding back. Earnestness isn't that terrible or embarassing though.

Rapping about things you don't know, regrettably, is. I had a band/hip gop group called the Dead Fish. I'm not sure where I got the idea that was a good moniker, maybe De La Soul is Dead had just come out, I'm not sure. Regardless I and my friend, Stephen Fiefield, started a band called the Dead Fish in which we rapped about cops and going to Woodstock.

I have no idea why I thought rapping about hippies was a good idea. The only thing I can think of is that at the time they, and Woodstock, were the only counter-culture symbols I understand to even the tiniest of degrees. Just like repeating Kids in the Hall jokes that I didn't understand (I had no idea what menstruation was until I was about 13, but I had been repeating Kids in the Hall jokes on the topic for about 2 years previous to that), I thought that it would endear me to older, cooler people who in my grade five mind was obviously, Mike Morrison.

In typical elementary school drama I walked off the stage during our performance in front of our class because we made too many mistakes (something I would not care about in the bands to follow, obviously) and I was promptly kicked out.

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