Tuesday, April 7, 2009
YOUR BAND HERE
When my friend and I were in tenth grade, we had backpacks adorned with the names of our favorite bands. Lovingly detailed in ballpoint pen and sharpie, we proudly declared our allegiance to whichever bands we were into at the time. We were bitching.
But then, a few years later, those bags were thrown away. We got older.
This guy is going to be walking around the rest of his life with these bands, that, eventually, no one will have heard of. And what does he do if, in a fit of fickle rage, he proclaims hatred to one of his bands for... selling out or some shit? And if he's THIS enthusiastic about bands he likes, isn't he eventually going to run out of room?
Ah, but who am I to criticize? Whoever you are, Mysterious Man, rock on.
at 1:00 AM