Up The Punx

So I could ramble for awhile about all the flaws of our current local music scene but thats not what this blog is about. What I want to know is why is there not more Punk bands in North Carolina? NC it seems is filled to the brim with bland metalcore, beatdown, hardcore, and pop punk acts but where the fuck are the Punks at? I feel like this could be that I dont roll in many punk circles, I'm sure there are some smaller local actual punk bands around but I want to see them on some shows. I want circle pits. I want Punk to get the recognition it deserves because I feel like alot of these local bands today don't even acknowledge that hardcore(even their warped definition of hardcore) comes from Punk rock. Hardcore is sped up more aggressive form of punk rock. Though today many would classify hardcore as the dumbed down beatdown music that moves units and kids today, it would seem to me that that sort of music has very little to do with Punk. As I think about it I believe Punk is the parent of hardcore but hardcore has grown up and is now standing on its own two feet and is making a life of its own and living it for it's self. Though hardcore is borderline a separate entity from Punk now no one can deny hardcore's Punk up bringing which is why many still today refer to hardcore today as "Hardcore Punk".

The over arching point to this is not to be elitist and bash beatdown and metal bands. This is not a battle cry for death to false hardcore, I'm simply hoping people will acknowledge the roots of it all. Read a fucking book about hardcore's history. I know minor threat and gorilla biscuits is not for everyone but give credit where credit is due. Support local and touring punk bands, give the music an honest listen and if you dig it awesome and if not try to take it for what it is. Bands like Hour of the Wolf, The Unseen, The Casualties, Lifetime, and of course The Misfits(yes i actually listen to them and dont just wear the shirt for the fuck of it) are but a few Punk bands who are worth your while to check out. So weather your like me and shop at the gap or your a hot topic employee with a studded vest and foot tall mohawk please Up The Punx.

God Does Exist

So if you know me you know that there are some things in life that bring me great joy simply by being there in my life at that specific moment. For instance; bacon, Mt. Dew, Steak, Scrubs, New Found Glory and The Alkaline Trio. These things always make me happy. However there is one thing that does more than just make me happy and that one thing is Lorren Overcash's ass. Yes, Lorrens big wonderful booty brings me unbridled joy, it fills me to the brim with love like nothing I have ever experienced before.

Such an ass on a white girl can only be equated to opening a fruit by the foot only to find out that there are two rolls in one packet. Its nothing short of a miracle. Some may argue "oh there are plenty of white girls with big ass's blah blah blah". Yea there are plenty of big ass'd white girls but to know this ass that i speak of is to know the ass of a deity. It is a force to be reckoned. It can come off as a challenge of sorts, being forceful and abrasive when doing it doggy style. I find my self having to grab a hold of it to keep it in line. Yet it can also be adorable and welcoming when I gently grab handfuls of it. When i jiggle it i imagine it giggling like the laughter of a small cherub . When Lorren booty claps it becomes a force of nature that causes instant erections.

Now after describing her ass in great detail there is an over all point to this that I am trying to convey and that is the fact that God does really and truly exist. This is not a joke, I am deadly serious. The God that I know does not always give you what you want, sometimes he gives you what you need, other times he takes things from you for reasons that are often times lost on us yet we have to have faith that there is a greater purpose for what we have lost. In this case God knows that I am an ass man. I can't help but think it was God looking out for me when he put a beautiful girl in my life who gets me, understands me, loves me and accepts me for who I am and has an ass that makes me weep both from my eyes and my penis. If God is love, love is surely real, even the most devout atheist has to acknowledge that love is real but they could argue that God him self is not love. I however see how God could be the embodiment of love. An emotion as complex as love has to have more to it and had to have been instilled in us by something beyond our comprehension. Most emotions are innate human reactions. Emotions are instilled in us at the beginning i believe, however we gave the feelings names like "love" or "anger". One could call it something else but the emotion is still the same. Given that these complex feelings were placed in us from day one it is a sure sign of a more complex being or creator. I could go on for 2 more blogs about my take on emotions and God but the point is i believe there has to be some sort of omnipresent force at work in the world and the love i feel for Lorren and her ass is proof of this. Her ass is simply divine.

I Am Extraordinary

So, I have always thought reading what other people have to say in blogs was cool and i always kind of toyed with the idea of making my own but never really took the time. But, now i find my self in just the right state of mind to put what I have to say on the interweb for all those who care enough to read. I guess I'm doing this as a means of venting, getting stuff out of my system. I feel like it will be cathartic to get some of the thoughts and feelings in my brain out of my skull and on to something more tangible. But since it is my blog it may be depressing at times, it may be stupid at times but hopefully it will be rad. I have no doubt it will be chock full of grammatical errors but please dont think I'm a dummy just because I can't spell half the words i can say. Now that i think about it I'm not sure why i even wrote this entire precursor/explanation. I dont have to justify my blogging to any of you. I just wanted to get some shit off my chest....

Life recently has been nothing short of complicated. The band stuff is as fun as ever though i feel it has an expiration date. Like death is lurking around every corner ready to bring his swift scythe down on Joe Grizzley's neck at any time. Death, in this case, goes by the name of "Growing Up" or "Responsibility" for short. Call him what you will but just because we grow up that doesn't mean we cant still pursue our passions right? I hope not.

School wise, I just failed spanish and that has caused a fuck ton of problems for me. Letting my parents down, realizing a I'm a lazy apathetic fuck, the kind of problems that suck both physically and down the the core of you goddamn soul. It's amazing how one F in a class can send you on a self deprecating spiral. I'm not even doing that awful in school but i guess just as a person it's time for me to step up my game and do work. Regardless it still sucks being a let down.

I got a girlfriend and she rules so fucking hard. We've been going out for about a month but i swear something feels different about this relationship in a a very good way. Nothing was rushed. We did things on our own time. It all felt/feels very organic. Shes beautiful, has rad taste in music(except for the acacia strain...gross), she enjoys making me happy. She's fucking awesome, love her to death. Right now at this very moment it seems like she's the only good thing i got going for me and i would dare not fuck it up.

Its weird that being in such a "blah" mood would lead one to write a blog. I'm not sure what the appeal is to putting your self out there on the internet is. I guess one could do it to see if anyone feels the way they feel, to make a connection with others. Maybe for sympathy or pity. Maybe some do it simply just to do it or because they are literary masters and want to be the next Perez Hilton. Maybe I'm doing it for all or none of those reasons. Regardless this felt good.