So by the time I started really getting into music, I was probably like nine or ten years old. Well, to me, that was an awesome time to jam out. You could turn on the radio and flip to any alt station you wanted, and there was always something good on. It was like a law, at all times, something had to be playing that just rocked your fucking socks off. Tonight, I looked a few of those songs up on YouTube and checked out the lyrics. If you ever get the compulsion to revisit your old favorites, let me just say this.
Don't. Seriously, like ever. I don't care if you're two steps away from blowing off the back of your skull and the only possible thing that can stop you is revisiting some old alternative music to remind you what it was like to be an enthusiastic, wide-eyed child. Save yourself the trouble and just pull the trigger, because you're only setting yourself up for disappointment. Anybody remember a band called The Spin Doctors? Yeah, those guys need to be assraped by the business end of a shotgun for the level they've put me at tonight in terms of disappointment.
Fuck childhood.
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