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Scene: A mediocre suburban home in Averageville, USA. Population: You.
You grew up listening to punk and indie rock music. Picked up the guitar in middle school because you wanted to be just like Tom Delonge. Fast forward to high school, and you're playing in bands with your buddies, selling tickets for the "Battle of the Bands" at your school next week. You KNOW that your big break is right around the corner, so close you can taste it...
But that big break never comes. Eventually, you move on. You go to college on the 6 year plan and get a degree in business administration because hey, like Stevo in SLC Punk said, "We can do a hell of a lot more damage in the system than outside of it." And that's the lie you sell yourself on your slow slide downward to a typical, generic, middle-aged former punk rocker.
And then, one day, 10 years, 1 wife and a few kids later, you see your guitar sitting in the corner, and a vague sense of something hits you. And it's good to feel something, hell ANYTHING, after so long. You smash the screen on your phone with the heat of a thousand suns as you post a Craigslist ad, thinking maybe, just maybe, there is some light left at the end of this dark, insufferable tunnel of a middle-class life.
This band is that song, that journey, that exploration of living the life of mediocrity and finally saying "Screw it, I can be even less, I CAN be in a punk rock band on the wrong side of 30!"
You grew up listening to punk and indie rock music. Picked up the guitar in middle school because you wanted to be just like Tom Delonge. Fast forward to high school, and you're playing in bands with your buddies, selling tickets for the "Battle of the Bands" at your school next week. You KNOW that your big break is right around the corner, so close you can taste it...
But that big break never comes. Eventually, you move on. You go to college on the 6 year plan and get a degree in business administration because hey, like Stevo in SLC Punk said, "We can do a hell of a lot more damage in the system than outside of it." And that's the lie you sell yourself on your slow slide downward to a typical, generic, middle-aged former punk rocker.
And then, one day, 10 years, 1 wife and a few kids later, you see your guitar sitting in the corner, and a vague sense of something hits you. And it's good to feel something, hell ANYTHING, after so long. You smash the screen on your phone with the heat of a thousand suns as you post a Craigslist ad, thinking maybe, just maybe, there is some light left at the end of this dark, insufferable tunnel of a middle-class life.
This band is that song, that journey, that exploration of living the life of mediocrity and finally saying "Screw it, I can be even less, I CAN be in a punk rock band on the wrong side of 30!"
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