why wasn't I in Woodstock?
Taking Woodstock is coming out soon; I cannot WAIT to see it. I might even cry my ass off asking why wasn't I there? I would've tripped on acid, I would've made friends with strangers, probably made out with a few of them, I would've danced in the rain and slid on the mud. WHY? And the hope of having anything even remodetely close to it, it's a joke. Music doesn't even exist anymore, everything is fabricated. I've seen little bands here and there with AMAZING talent, but they dont' get a damn chance because they are not what the "media" or record labels are looking for, which is the same damn thing, same image, same crap over and over again. What ever happened to being a rebel? to individiality? to being drunk on stage? Music is so safe lately, the image is so clean and pure, GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK! The world tries to shelter kids from drugs and sex by portraying artists as if they were the virgin mary. As if the world, school and friends wont show them differently; I was sheltered as a kid..growing up in a christian world. God, my parents didnt even let me watch The Simpsons and I still found my way to the "bad" things, to the dark world...ahhh the dark world, what's so wrong with that? It teaches you, it helps you, it MAKES you and half the reason I am how I am today is because of my experiences in the dark world. It makes me sick, this portray of virginity....all LIES. Kids will find out soon enough and then the joke's on you. Anyway, back to woodstock....man, I could totally see myself laying on the wet grass, barefooted, hippies tripping on mushrooms to my left and a couple making out on my right, the smell of incense and marijuana in the soft yet cool breeze, the stars above me...everyone together...everyone in harmony, COEXISTING, breathing...living...
hey, maybe I WAS there after all...
hey, maybe I WAS there after all...