Saturday, December 26, 2009
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Tuesday, December 8, 2009
You have found this post because you followed a link on the side of my blog. I buried this post way back in 2009, even though I am writing it in 2017, so that it wouldn't come up when you land on IMU here.
It is wild that this has been going since 2009. Almost 10 years! The abbreviation IMU was bus twinkle in my eye back then.
I made this post as way to clearly give ways that can get a copy of my zine I, Musical Genius: On Baseball if you would like one.
First off, they run $5+$2 shipping. If you are hard up for funds, I am more than happy to cut you a deal on this. Cheap prices are PUNK.
If you live in Toronto, I'd be more than happy to meet you in person and save you that $2! Most people who are interested in reading it are probably from Southern Ontario anyways.
But if you need it shipped, get in touch with me, either through comments on this post or email me at "tbone" underscore "yo" at "hotmail" dot "com" and we can work out the details!
I guess I could have made a webstore for this, but it felt kind of silly to do that for one zine and I thought that working out orders the old fashioned way on an out-dated blogging platform is more in line with the whole IMU aesthetic anyways.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
I’ve got a new state of mind and I hope it sticks.
Ever since I’ve gotten older and matured (term used very loosely), I’ve found that it has become increasingly easy for me to become depressed. Once you get it in your head that you feel shitty, it is the only thing you can think about. When that happens, it overwhelms you. The more you think about how bad you feel, the more it takes hold of you and you feel worse.
I listen to a lot of hardcore bands that preach a positive mental attitude (PMA). Whenever I was in a good mood it was definitely something I followed. Keeping a cool head and always feeling good. But I really had it all wrong looking back at it now. I confused feeling good with having a positive attitude. It is damn impossible to feel good all of the time. Shitty stuff happens to everybody and everyone feels like crap sometimes.
This time though, I made a change.
For the month of November, I felt pretty crappy. Through personal life, professional (school stuff), etc. I felt like I was really falling short. The climb back kind of started because of one event. I was talking to the lead singer of Daggermouth on MySpace (they had to go on hiatus so he could be treated for depresson). The advice he gave me was “...find something you love and just do it. Fuck the outside pressure” and that was something that I really needed to hear. It’s hard to just start thinking one way after being used to another for so long, but I tried to incorporate.
Something that has a bit of significance later on; I watched Good Will Hunting for the first time in this period.
The Wonder Years were a band that I sort of liked but not a whole lot. Every now and then I throw on their jams but for some reason thought their older stuff was juvenile. November was when the build up to their new album, The Upsides, was starting. I follow the singer on twitter so I would be getting updates on the tour throughout the month. Each time he used twitter he would tag his messages with either theupsides or imnotsadanymore. Their older music wasn’t exactly negative, but some of their songs had lyrics and a vibe that said “there’s a lot of stuff wrong in my life”. Now it was like the band was saying “we need to be happy”. This really got to me.
I started doing one thing that really helped; focusing on the little things. You can’t only think about the big issues in your life. As absolutely terrible as this sounds, the bigger things never work exactly as you planned. They are always changing, because of all the things that happen to you every day. Take pleasure in the things that you enjoy about your day. Notice the small stuff that goes right, it makes your day ten times better. When you’re in a mood like that it lets you think clearly, it helps you a lot.
I was already poised to be in a better mood, when I remembered something. I was in the shower and I recalled a scene from Good Will Hunting. It was the one when Robin Williams confronts Matt Damon and keeps saying “It’s not your fault” until Damon breaks down. I started thinking to myself “It’s not your fault” about all the different situations in my life. It’s one thing to take responsibility for your actions, but you cannot blame yourself for all of your problems.
It’s not your fault.
That night I went to a show. I went mainly to see the band Sights and Sounds, but the headliner was Moneen, who I’ve never listened to. This is an important point; I’ve never listened to them. All in all, I thought that I would be poised to be in a really bad spot emotionally at this show. But what happened was the complete opposite. I was around the right people and the right music. Moneen put on an incredible show, definitely one of the best ones I’ve ever seen. The performance was an overwhelming catharsis of positive energy. The band and the crowd were completely in sync and you can tell that it meant a lot to all of the kids there to see them. I thought it was pretty rad that a band who I didn’t even listen to could do that for you. But it definitely did.
It was through the later part of that day and the show that I really began to understand what was meant by a positive mental attitude. It’s not being happy every second of every day, that is impossible. It’s understanding that you can overcome the things that make you bummed out. You need to keep your head, because if you don’t then it will only get worse. Shitty things happen, but you can control how you take it.
“So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower”
Saturday, December 5, 2009
- wearing tanktops/basketball jerseys
- wearing shorts
- wearing vans with no socks
- wearing flipped up hats
Monday, November 30, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
As well as these websites:
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
51. Sum 41- All Killer No Filler
Originally the list was going to be “50 Albums That Changed My Life” but I decided to give this one a sentimental spot at 51. Yes this album is incredibly generic, sometimes the lyrics are pretty embarrassing and the only reason this band got so big was that they were essentially a Canadian version of blink-182. This does not mean that the album is bad. It is super catchy. It’s a perfect example of pop-punk circa 2001, which was the type of music that got me into to music in the first place. Plus “Pain for Pleasure” makes me happy because I’ve always had a soft spot for hair metal. The main reason this album is on here is that it is the first CD I went out and bought by myself. Through this CD I discovered a plethora of other music by reading the thank you list (one of the reasons I love buying CDs still). Without this CD who knows how I would have ended up.
50. Iron Maiden- Somewhere Back In Time
Like I just mentioned, I have a soft spot for 80’s metal/hair metal/glam metal whatever you want to call it. Usually this consists of putting on Poison at a party because it’s funny while you’re drunk. But I legitimately really like Iron Maiden a lot. I mean yea, sometimes their lyrics can be a little lame/stereotypical of progressive bands, BUT DUDE, they pretty much created that stereotype! Main reason for liking Maiden: they fucking shred. Every member in the band just kills their instrument. Steve Harris is one of my favourite bass players and definitely one of the all time greats. This is a “Greatest Hits” collection and I’ll admit that I’m not a big enough fan to throw a regular album up on here. But it doesn’t change the fact that I love every song on this CD.
49. Streetlight Manifesto- Somewhere In The Between
I was absolutely huge on Streetlight when I was 15 or 16. Then after a while I just listen to them because I had played out “Everything Goes Numb” so much. I kind of wrote them off because I couldn’t really listen to that album anymore. Then this thing came out about four years later. All I really needed was some new songs by the band. Granted they don’t really break any new ground on this album every song sounds like a “Streetlight song” but that don’t means it’s bad. The new addition of Pete McCullough on bass was incredible, his bass-lines are often the focal point of the songs whether people realize it or not. As always Tomas Kalnoky has a lyrical orgasm all over this album. It’s another chapter the storyline of very good albums that kind of blur the line between ska, punk, classical and countless other types of music.
48. H2O- Nothing To Prove
For some reason I always confused H2O with Madball. I guess it might have been because they’re really tight and both out of the same scene. But anyways I had no idea that H2O had such a melodic sound until I heard “1995” while they were hyping this album before it came out. Needless to say, I was pleasantly surprised. It took me awhile to come around to Toby Morse’s style of delivery but you once you “get” what the band is going for (may sound juvenile for an NYHC band, but give me a break) they’re a whole lot of fun. Some people would look at the lyrics as simple or crude but I would call them honest, dude is just saying what’s on his mind, in the best way he can. I find that unless you’re in the right mood, H2O’s other albums can drag on. Not this one. Ten tracks. All of them rip.
47. The Police- Greatest Hits
I think it was the rumours that The Police were getting back together that made me get around to checking more of their stuff out. Once you realize that there is more to the band than “Roxanne” and “Message in a Bottle” they’re pretty cool. The coolest thing about the band for me is how they brought reggae into the mainstream, where it hadn’t really been outside of Jamaica and The UK before. Granted it was a British-affluent-Caucasian version of reggae, but hey, who’s complaining. Stuart Copeland is a great drummer, Andy Summers does neat things with the guitar and Sting sings over some filthy bass-lines. Plus they have some good songs about girls, which I’m always a sucker for.
46. Goldfinger- Hang Ups
There is only one reason that I own this album. That reason is that “Superman” is a track on Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater. It was in grade 5 and I was incredibly impressionable. I kind of wrote the album off and pretty much only listened to the first track. In high-school I got heavy into ska music, so after hearing this album again it sounded a lot better than it did in grade 5. The album got another life when I really looked into it further and noticed how good the lyrics are. Relationship songs always seem cliché when you’re younger, but then some stuff happens to you and then those songs become your favourite. John Feldman is a good pop songwriter, but in an older tradition. He owes more to pop song writers of the 60’s than anyone else. The albums got some fast songs, some mid tempo pop songs and some ska songs. Sometimes all mixed into one. Goldfinger also has this way of everyone’s voices in the band harmonizing together for background vocals that I love and don’t really see any bands use. They don’t use it so much anymore, but it’s all over this record. Always a fun listen and one of the best summer albums.
45. Daggermouth- Stallone
I first heard of Daggermouth when I was going to see them open for Set Your Goals. I first passed them off as an SYG rip-off but that was only after a half-assed listen and seeing them live. But their live performance definitely impressed me. Plus they covered a Descendents song and you don’t really have to do much more than that to get me in your good books. But anyways, I got some free mp3s off the internet and really enjoyed them but forgot about them. At a Living with Lions show they played this album as the house music and I loved it. I eventually picked up my own copy and adored it. This is a pop-punk/hardcore band in the truest sense of the word. They could easily tour with New Found Glory but at the same time be perfectly in place at a show with Bane. Their vocalist Nick Leadly has his hardcore shout down pact but at the same time can carry a tune for a big chorus. One of my favourite parts of this record is guitarist Stu McKillop’s playing. He definitely goes beyond the usual pop-punk guitar licks to add catchy riffs that stay in your head as much and the lyrics do. I also relate to the lyrics heavily. The band eventually went on hiatus because Leadly has to be checked into a hospital for major depressive disorder. Obviously his struggles with it come out in the lyrics and I was having a bit of a rough time when I bought this record, so it grabbed me. This band really needs to get back together. Oh and “Sing It Again Rookie Biatch” has the best breakdown that this genre of music has ever seen. Best way to end the record.
44. The Flatliners- The Great Awake
The Flatliners have been a very important part of my life. The Toronto ska scene during high-school was who I was and The Flatliners were really the band at the center of that. It was at show where they were the second band on that I really realized they were something special. The first band had really sucked, but The Flats came out and really put on a great set. I realized that I had never seen them put on a bad set in all the times I had seen them. They gradually grew and grew, culminating in a signing with Fat Wreck Chords. I anticipated this album probably more than any other that I can remember. At first I was put off because it marked such a departure in their sound, ditching the Suicide Machines that had marked their first album and adopting a sound that fit in well with the second generation of bands on Fat now. But the album really grew on me. The song writing is hands down much better on this album. I eventually started to discover more “real” pop-punk bands that I had heard a lot of talk about but never really come around to. These bands are definitely the type of bands that influenced the writing of this record, so it was a part of that. I’ll never be able to hate on The Flats. For one they put out nothing but great music and they’ve been as big a part of my life as anything else. I’ve seen them 23 times and counting and they’re still great.
43. Bayside- Bayside
For some reason I always confused this band with the band Blindside, who really suck. But I saw that Bayside were going to be opening for New Found Glory at the date I was attending so I checked them out. I was pleasantly surprised at the sort of macabre pop-punk that I found. “Shudder” became an album that I really enjoyed. At the time, I was really bummed out and in a bad place, so the depressing nature of their lyrics really hit home and grabbed me. Eventually that situation got a lot worse and I got their self-titled CD because of the track “Don’t Call Me Peanut” that I had heard off it. The lyrics on this album were even more depressing and it really stuck with me. Some of the songs might come off as over the top to a new listener, but sometimes that is the only type of thing you can listen to because it really sums up how you feel. While their newer work is a lot closer to the tradition of Chicago emotional pop-punk their older had a different style to it that, I guess, could be described as closer to the more mainstream “emo” that got popular a few years ago. But seriously, this band is just so much better than all those bands that got big. Anthony Ranieri is an absolute dynamite song writer and all the lyrics on this record are just winners. Guitarist Jack O’Shea just rips. Most of the songs on this album have absolutely killer guitar solos on them and he throws a lot of stuff into the verses as well. In short, good lyrics+face melters=awesome.
42. Blink 182- The Mark, Tom and Travis Show.
Yes, this live album is probably over-dubbed in a lot of places. But between Blink’s banter (which is definitely my type of humour) and the finest cuts off my two favourite Blink records (minus Peggy Sue and Carousel from Cheshire Cat) who’s complaining? I always feel that Mark’s song writing gets lost in the grandeur of Blink- 182. Dude is seriously really good at writing songs about girls and has definitely written some of my favourite love songs. It kind of represents the high-point of Mark-Tom chemistry and has a very high nostalgia factor for me. Blink was one of the first bands I got into and this record lets me celebrate the good part of their catalogue (not hating on TOYPAJ though) and laugh my ass off at the same time.
41. Andrew W.K.- I Get Wet
Much more than just a “party album”. It puts you into a good mood every time you listen to it, no matter how bummed out you are. Even when I was super down in the dumps last year (seems to be a trend), every time I heard the guitar riff at the beginning of “It’s Time To Party” I had to smile. This record is just a tour de force of positive energy. It definitely has a unique sound. The guitars, bass and guitar are for sure heavy and a metal influence is there, but at the time the major chords give a poppy sound. Andrew definitely yells and screams more than he sings and somewhere in all of this is a lot of 50’s rock and roll style piano playing. It really works though. Like really well. It’s like a self help album in some weird big loud piano heavy rock sort of way. Come on, you just can’t hate this music.
40. Jimmy Eat World- Bleed American
I’ll say without embarrassment that “The Middle” was the song that got me into music. Before that it was whatever was on, I don’t really care. But when I heard “The Middle” it inspired me to start liking bands and I realized that music was a powerful thing and something that I really enjoyed. The other singles didn’t hit me the way that “The Middle” did and they definitely are different in style, so I kind of forgot about them. Then as my musical tastes expanded and I heard people talk about Jimmy Eat World as an important force in 90’s emo I bought “Bleed American”. It took a little while for the album to hit me in the right way, but man it’s awesome. Again, there are pretty good songs about girls on it and I still think the guitar solo on “The Middle” is the best one I’ve ever heard. Who knows what I’d be like if that song hadn’t directed me to music.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
I sat along the rocks and watch the cold Maine water rush away.
The sun and my guitar and I knew what you were doing yesterday.
You broke those promises but I’ll get over it.
‘Cause as long as I’m breathing fresh air I don’t really give a shit
So I’ll complain for the next ten years, but remember that sometimes things are great.
I didn’t have directions and I hadn’t eaten anything all day.
We sucked a fat one and wasted a hundred dollars just to play.
I ate a bag of peanuts right before the windy road.
And I couldn’t drink a thing all night ‘cause of the vomit in the back my throat.
Then you gave me your number and your sweatshirt so I didn’t give a shit.
So I’ll complain for the next eleven years, but remember that sometimes things are great.
You don’t own me! You don't own me!
I worked my ass of my entire life to accomplish one dream.
It started happening and everything was bastardized my greed.
I said “pull this shit over and let me out
I swear to fucking God I’m fucking giving up right now”
And now I’ve got a brand new start, I remember that something are great.
Scream it in apartment halls -
Scream it loud in shopping malls -
Take a ball point pen and paint the inside’s of your eyelids with the constant reminder:
You don’t own me. You don’t own me.
Then I was underground without food or sunlight or encouragement.
Depression set in ‘cause I was a product of my environment.
Then the other day, I got in my car.
Pick Glenn Tillbrook up from the hotel, drive him to the bar.
He wore a t-shirt just like me and wasn’t on his phone
and for fifteen minutes I had a conversation with a hero.
So I’ll complain for the next ten years...
And after that we’ll go drink beers until the bar runs out of beers
prepare for the next twenty-three years.
‘Cause if I wasn’t a fat kid in high school, I would have never listened to punk rock.
And if I knew how to throw a football, I would have never played any music.
And if never got my heart broken, I would sing “blah blah fucking nothing.”
And if you didn’t fuck my ex-girlfriend, I would still owe you three-thousand dollars.
And if I never lived in that van I wouldn’t have met Chris or Steve or James, Alex or Middagh.
And if I never worked in a basement I would have never moved out of my house.
And if I had a big emo band or dropped out of college, I would have never met you, man.
"It was all written in Long Island and it is very expressive of my hope to go around the country playing stupid songs for people who will forget me again."
You fucking changed my life Jeff, I won't forget who you are for the rest of my life.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
I can safely say that skateboarding changed my life.
The first time I stepped on a skateboard was in grade 2. Now I don’t want to say I’ve been skateboarding since then, but that was the first time I tried it. My friend Chris and I would see older kids skating near us all the time and we wanted to be like them. He had two really shitty boards and I had the time of my life kicking around on it. Of course when I was 8 years old I had the attention span of a goldfish and moved on. But the important part is that I distinctly remember loving the feeling of riding around on a skateboard.
Sidebar: I also remember that both of these shitty skateboards had wicked graphics on the bottom. One was a big mutant bat thing screaming. The other was a skeleton playing poker and was called “The Higher Roller”. I didn’t appreciate them at the time, but I would do terrible things to come into possession of these boards now.
The next time it came back was when the video game “Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater” came out. The game was everywhere because it was so fun to play and really thrust skateboarding into the mainstream. This game changed my life. My brother and I would play it non-stop. It looked amazing to me. The idea of doing all these manoeuvres on a skateboard was just mind blowing and made me want to do the same. The soundtrack was full of punk that, to me, sounded like the only possible sound that you could skateboard to. I bought the album “Hang Ups” by Goldfinger, only because the first track on it was “Superman”. Other bands on it like The Suicide Machines and The Dead Kennedys are ones that I still enjoy today.
Sidebar again: I would get heavy into ska later in my life. “Hang Ups” and “Destruction by Definition”, which were both featured in this game, became some of my favourites. In fact, I would say that next to only “Three Cheers for Disappointment” “DxD” as it’s known, is my favourite album ever.
So I guess I had the “attitude”, more just a constant willingness to skate, and the soundtrack, all I needed was a board. So with my 11th birthday money I went and bought a skateboard from Wal-Mart. I spent that entire summer skateboarding with my best friend. I didn’t get much better. All my friends got better boards while I just stuck with my piece of crap. This would be important, because seriously this board was god-awful and very hard to get around on. So I stopped skating because my board was such a pain. But my undying interest in the sport never died.
During my teenaged year my high school’s art department had a project where students would paint skateboard decks. They would also sell blank decks for $20. This seemed ideal for me to replace my boat from Wal-Mart. So I bought a blank, painted it black and white checkerboard, reflecting my undying love for ska in high school, and put on my friend’s old trucks. It was far from a great set-up, but I loved it. It also didn’t suck that bad. It also had neon green grip tape. Once I had a deck that I could actually get around on, I was once again freed up to spend countless hours skating in the parking lots of the convenience stores near my house.
I would skate on and off for the remainder of high school, but it was a moment after first year university that really got me going again. I was home from university and had nothing to do, so I went through a bunch of skate videos I had on my computer. Almost’s video “Round 3” immediately inspired me to go and skate and try and become the next Rodney Mullen. Once I had enough money I went out and finally got a pro deck. I also discovered The Bones Brigade around this time, which changed the type of skating I liked forever. “The Search for Animal Chin” is hands down the best skate movie ever.
Now skateboarding is an essential part of who I am. The only time I leave my house without my skateboard is when I know for a fact that I will not be able to bring it into somewhere, or having it will become a huge hassle. The stuff that Koston and Reynolds can do with their skateboards still impresses me more than what any other athlete can do.
One of the things I like most about the sport is the sense of camaraderie between skaters. You immediately have something in common that is a large part of your life. You also immediately have something to do with this person when you hang out. No one cares how good you are, because they were at that point in their skating sometime in their life as well.
The simplicity of the sport is also what keeps me coming back. I’m definitely one of the least technical skaters I know. But that doesn’t matter, because to me, going incredibly fast down a hill on your deck is one of the greatest things that life has to offer.
At least in my mind, I will skateboard for the rest of my life.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
It’s actually pretty scary how much I relate and depend on the music of Jeff Rosenstock. Whether it be the music of The Arrogant Sons of Bitches (ASOB for convenience) or Bomb The Music Industry! (BTMI! for the same reason), his words and chords have been a cornerstone of my existence since I heard each band.
I first heard ASOB through word of mouth on the internet. It was right before the put out “Three Cheers For Disappointment”. I thought “So Let’s Go! Nowhere” was pretty awesome, mainly because it is. I loved the way that their new songs sounded on their MySpace, mostly because they were super fast. I wanted the CD super bad, but my lack of credit card, as I was 16 at the time, and my not living in the North-Eastern United States prevented me from having it. So I just listened to the three songs that I got for free on their purevolume, “So Let’s Go! Nowhere”, “Pornocracy” and “RSTLNE” on repeat. Randomly on a message-board a guy linked to a site where someone had put up a whole bunch of ska albums for download. Low and behold “Three Cheers...” was up there and I didn’t hesitate to get that masterpiece.
When I got it the soundcard on my computer was broken, so I plugged my Discman into my computer speakers (ghetto!) and proceeded to listen to album 8 times in a row with no breaks in between from 8 pm to about 1:30 am (funny how you remember that kind of stuff). Then I listened to it another 5 times in a row the next day on the bus. This album was exactly was I was looking for at the time, but this isn’t even when it had its largest impact.
So that summer I liked a girl a lot, yadda, yadda, yadda, no one wants to hear all the details. I was head over heels and she broke my heart for the first time, it happens to everyone. I had leant her the CD telling her it was the greatest thing ever (she ended up not liking it). Anyways, she came over to give the CD back, some stuff happened that lead to aforementioned heartbreak. Needless to say, the next morning I was pretty bummed. At this point I didn’t look extremely heavily into lyrics (at least nowhere near as much as I do now, which is probably more than anyone I know), so I liked ASOB a whole lot, but didn’t really get them. To make matters worse that morning I had a full day of work ahead of me. I still had a Discman then, so I would only listen to one CD all day. Naturally I grabbed “Three Cheers...” as it was one of my favourites and I had just gotten it back.
I must have been about twenty steps out of my house when I realized that I had made the exact right choice in CDs for that day. I was flabbergasted at how I hadn’t noticed the lyrics in “The Last Bell I Will Ever Hear” before. Three Cheers grabbed me and I couldn’t listen to anything else. I was really bummed for a while, between that situation and the ever shitty scene at my high school and the main thing helping me through it was “Three Cheers For Disappointment”.
It’s still my favourite album to this day.
So, before I even got their last album, ASOB broke up. So I never got to see them. I bought a ticket to the reunion show, but didn’t end up going because I couldn’t afford going to New York. But after they broke up the singer/songwriter Jeff made a new “band”. Basically he didn’t like the idea of being in a band anymore so he just wrote songs, recorded them in his bedroom, played all the instruments and put it all out for free. I’m going to emphasize this. He put out the music completely free. Way before Radiohead and Nine Inch Nails. He spray paints shirts for free at shows. When he started he only asked for enough money to cover the cost of gas to get to the show. If you do not think he is doing it for the music by now, I have no idea how to convince you. These aren’t shitty bedroom recordings either. To date BTMI! has put out 5 albums, 1 rarities compilation and a split ep. Each of these albums is incredible and I would say there isn’t a piece of filler on any of them. Each is also an interesting progression from the last, changing and adding new elements to the sound of the band without being too alienating.
Oh yea and all of that is since 2005.
So yea I first got into the band when their third album “Goodbye Cool World” came out. I had never thought that playing too fast+ska+synth+singing too fast so you can’t understand all of the lyrics+fake drums+corny keyboard effects would=great album, but hey all of us make mistakes. After seeing how great that album was I went back and got all the other ones. They kept being the most interesting and innovating in punk and I kept loving them. “Get Warmer” came out and more people began to take notice, that album was the first big departure in their sound; it’s a really good collection of songs. They came to Toronto twice I missed them both time for being too poor and not being 19 at the time. But anyways they came again and I most certainly did not miss them that time. They put on an awesome set (with an iPod as their drummer!) and as soon as they broke into “Congratulations John! On joining Every Time I Die” I was climbing over 15 year-olds to scream the lyrics as loud as I could. The show was an extreme catharsis of energy and emotion. It ruled. More importantly, I was hoping that I would be able to meet Jeff at the show, figuring he would be walking around the show, since that’s the type of guy he is. I was right.
First though, third verse of “Syke! Life is Awesome!”:
“Then one day, he said “Jeff get in your car and pick Glenn Tillbrook up at the hotel and drive him to the bar”. He wore a t-shirt just like me and wasn’t on his phone. For fifteen fucking minutes I had a conversation with my hero”
I saw him walking by and said “Hey Jeff, I just wanted to say Three Cheers For Disappointment has gotten me through a lot of shit. Thanks for writing it man.” Most musicians would say “Hey, thanks. That means a lot” and run off to whatever they had to do. Jeff stopped said “Wow, man that’s cool. I’m glad that you like it so much. That means a lot” and then gave me a giant bear hug. Him being so cool and humble while being an extremely talented songwriter and pretty much a musical genius the way he’s put together such individual and interesting music the way he does is pretty cool. Oh yea, he also had on the same hoodie and vans as I did. It’s pretty funny how similar my experience was to his.
Both his bands have been extremely large parts of my life since the first second I heard them. I have no clue what type of person or what I would be doing if it wasn’t for The Arrogant Sons of Bitches and Bomb The Music Industry! Jeff is hands down my favourite songwriter. He avoids trying to come up with clever wordplay and favours spilling as much emotion as he possibly can into each song. When I think girls suck, I listen to “Three Cheers For Disappointment”, when I thought my high school sucked I listened to “To Leave or Die In Long Island”, when I think that moving on in life sucks I listen to “Get Warmer”, when I worry about growing up I listen to “Scrambles” and when I start to feel better about all of that I listen to “Goodbye Cool World”.
All of Bomb The Music Industry!’s music and The Arrogant Sons of Bitches last album are available free of charge at www.quoteunquoterecords.com.
Also, when listening to this music, please read the lyrics on the website while listening. They are the high-point and most important part of all the albums.
I was going to put a quote from a song at the end, but I would just end up putting all of either "Syke! Life is awesome" or "King of Minneapolis Parts III & IV" or "So Let's Go! Nowhere!" or "Kill The President" or "1800-ALARM-ME" down, so I refrained.