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I'm sitting on my bed, with Art Blakey and the jazz messengers on the stereo. Through the music the sound of some kids playing in the evening sun of the rising summer outside gets through to me. And, yeah, beside me I have this big basin filled with tofuline chocolate ice-cream. This is supposed to be kind of an introduction to our homepage that Axel, from Separation, is helping us with, so I'm trying to figure out what I want to say. Art Blakey isn't really helping me out. I thought it would be suitable with non-vocal music, but now every once in a while I just have to nod my head and think to myself; this is good. And I just can't turn it off, not yet. It's one of those things I can get totally absorbed by. You know, like when one can't get that certain boy or certain grrl out of ones head, just walking around the apartment smiling (, crying), or dancing if the roommates isn't at home. And like when one can't wait to get home from work or school or whatever, just to listen to that the style council song. Even if the feeling isn't all happy one wouldn't turn it off, the stereo, or the emotion, if one could. I guess that's why I spend so much time thinking the other saidiwas guys are stupid fucks, loving them passionately, or other things related to the band. It's about life, and I want it, but maybe most important; I want life to be filled with something... If we could reach into someone the way weve been reached into, I would want that to be something meaningful. Even if our songs are only three minutes long, I want them to be three brilliant minutes of purpose, frustration, contemplation and sex. I want my words to complete our melodies. Because I don't write nonsense stuff, to have things to sing. I don't write diffuse things that the listener/reader could interpret however s(he) wants. I don't write things so that the kids could sing along when we play. I don't often write beautiful. But I write for real, I write serious, I write because punk-history is filled with bands with ideas to the left but not outspoken socialists, I write because when were on stage I want to think yeah, we entertain, but thats not all... we affect as well, I write because of this feeling that I've got things to say. Anyway... welcome to our homepage.
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