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11 January 2009

Louder Than Love: Why it's better than most things

I was about to make a hot dog and suddenly I thought of Uncovered, off Louder Than Love, Soundgarden's album that is basically an orgasm made into music. Listen, I was convinced to listen to this as my introduction to Soundgarden one night when I was talking to Crunchy. Luckily, for whatever reason, mom bought this on a whim when we went out one day and OH HO, IT WAS THERE FOR THE PICKING.

So at the wonderful age of 12, with my terrible insomnia and new found chronic depression, I listened to this at, I think, 1AM and my mind EXPLODED ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE. This was my source of life for a long time, along with Mario Kart and Metalocalypse. Those were good times that I miss like a motherfucker. We lived at the old place, aka the ex I will stalk and think about forever. During that time, it'd rain alot, or get cold, and I had red hair, and was in 7th grade and hated education like you couldn't possibly understand...

This album got me through the day when I was bored, tired, aching, annoyed, upset, and when my eyes were about to pop out of my skull from whatever. My body really doesn't feel good most of the time. But the memories I think of when I listen to this album mean the entire world to me. After this, and today, I am a strong Soundgarden fan and Chris Cornell needs to stop making bad solo albums (minus his first, IT'S GOD, THAT ONE) and get back to his roots for a bit. Also... Ok you know what, I'll say it straight up, REUNITE SOUNDGARDEN FOR A TOUR JESUS GOD ODIN ALLAH BUDDHA UUUUUUUUUUGH.

To get off from the negative for a bit, and to take my mind off that hot mess called Project Revolution, Louder Than Love was just another gateway to understanding what time I was going through, and gave life back to music for me. I'm only almost 15, listening to this takes me back to what seems like centuries. Lots of things changed since then, I miss it alot. For now, I'm gonna pretend to be 12, and everyone can shut it.

10 January 2009

<3 Monty

Monty's my record spinny. Right now it's playing Appetite for Destruction, and it's much better this way than on CD. I remember why this struck me so hard when I was 10. I'm also listening to the Pixies and trying out Bad Brains. <3 pretending to live 20 years ago.

I dunno if I can listen to CDs anymore and be like "Hmmmm nice". I'll nerd out and go "Yeah it's remastered, but it's not QWUALITY." Yes, quality with a W. Because that's how my dad says it when he's gushing over something... It's strange to hear.

Also, I worked my fingers into a tizzy with this scale shit. The pinky is the lazist little fucker! Always making the E string buzz. And the end of my index finger stings, but it'll be worth it in five years. <_<

Also, to leave you all with something awesome Chloe said long ago: "God hates me! The feeling is mutual!"

09 July 2008

Music, lemme say something

So here goes, I was talking to Mr. Lotsa Hair, and I told him about this dream I had one day that got me to listen to Hole again. Because in the dream, their song Pretty On the Inside was playing, and I could recognize it at that time, but didn't really remember which song it was. The next day I listened to the album and it was like... There it is. It has become my favorite Hole song, for a few reasons. I think having that dream made me have some sort of special connection to it. Liiiiike... Something TOLD me I should listen to it! Because why the hell else would it be playing? At that time, it'd been forever since I listened to that band. And now I wonder what the fuck was up with THAT, ya know. I LOVE COURTNEY TOO MUCH TO DO THAT TO HER. You know? Fan devotion. No, I don't care if she's a rail who has a bad weave, she is Courtney, she's not there for you to pick apart while you masturbate to Nicole Richie. USE YOUR HEADS. Not your penis ones, either. D:

And then around that time I mentioned Syd Barrett, because he wrote songs that were like damn fairy tales. And that's probably one way I attach myself to his music so damn hard, he had an imagination that makes me happy. Piper at the Gates of Dawn is basically a folklore book, but with sound. There's a song about a gnome, how is that not just fucking awesome? And this has been beaten to death by the rest of Pink Floyd, but Syd was like a kid. Tripping on LSD, yes, but still a kid. That may also be why his music is all simplistic and has so much happy in it. It all has happy feelings, in each song. Even if it's sad, because it was written by Syd. What I would do to just even look at that man in person.

I mean, even before I got Madcap... I cried over his death. And even months after it happened. The day I found out, I was too freaked out to feel anything. What do you feel when one of the members of your most beloved group dies? This surely isn't a Kurt situation either. Syd had just lived a quiet life for the rest of his years, and apparently his death was in his sleep, thank god. I hope he's with his father, I think that's what triggered him to become to far away from everyone. Not that directly, just something that grew, because I think he died when Syd was 15 or so. And now I'm going so off, I don't think anyone will read this.

JUST REMEMBER! Music is a lovely, lovely thing. And show some respect for people like Syd and Courtney who shoke the ground I stand on. :D