sonidero wrote:Sex, Drugs, and Rock n Roll pretty much covers all the bases...
Music critics/rabid fanbois are much like the Fantasy Football crowd, a bunch a guys who can't anymore or never could do it living out their failed dreams vicariously through those that do...
Horseshit.
This opinion has been repeated to the point where it's completely trite.
There are lots of people who write about and report on music because they wanted to be music writers.
In high school, my favourite movie was Almost Famous.
Who needs drugs? I've never even smoked pot. Not once. Music is my drug, bro.
The release of dopamine, endorphins, adrenaline at a rock concert is very akin to taking drugs as far as your brain's concerned
Last night I saw Say Anything, Modern Baseball, Cymbals Eat Guitars, and was right up front and center on the floor. Human sardine can... everybody goes right, everybody goes left... one big undulating sea of people. Soaked in sweat. Fist pumping in the air. Singing every word to every song. Still hurts to talk. Met a ton of like-minded people and got that rush that comes from being into the same band as someone else. Felt the bass in my chest. The euphoria from that... I do not need drugs.
True fact, have wanked to that vid when it was on constant rotation...
A lot of stuff can release endorphins, we were made that way but it won't let you see God and eat a whole pizza with Chinese food on top or make you fall down in the gutter which are all very important life lessons...
sonidero wrote:I talk about them every Tuesday at my bar when they do 8 songs and take a break and come back and do those 8 with maybe a Hey Jude cover thrown in for good measure...
Wank comes in all forms and styles...
yeah but its best done in private.
Don't do that shit in front of people.
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