May 03, 2006 20:01
I feel bad coming in here and bitching because I'd hate to give the handful of people that read my journal and already know me pretty well some awful first impression that I was a downer. Anyway.
Today is May 3rd. Its a Wednesday. A week from tomorrow or Friday I'll be coming back to Gorham for the summer from Boston after my first semester away from home. A lot of people I know have posted journal entries saying things like, "Oh my God, I just came home from college and everything is so different and I feel so out of place and I hate living with my parents and this sucks, I really want to go back to college." I don't exactly feel like that or know how I'm supposed to feel or anything. I guess what I'm really thinking about is my future after this. Last summer I had this huge problem with being single and now I'm really fine with it either way. In fact, my life is about a hundred times easier now that I am. I'm not really upset about living with my family because I love my family and I appreciate them a lot more now that I don't see them all the time (although for a college kid living a hundred-fifty miles away, I still see them a LOT). I guess what I'm really disappointed about is coming back and not being surrounded by all of these amazing musicians all the time. I'm really excited to come back and play with Retro and Matt Fogg and Emily Kimball and do stuff with them. My only real problem is with Manila Reign and the Portland music scene. In fact, its not even Manila Reign. Manila Reign kicks ass. I'm just really, really bummed about going home and suddenly moving from a scene that's infested with jazz kids playing rock or rockers playing jazz to a place where the only bands able to get gigs are screamo and hardcore groups. Its a case of the foreign jazz giants versus... whiny scene kids.
I guess what I'm trying to say diplomatically is that where I used to respect people for doing their own thing, I'm coming back with a fresh perspective and realizing that while I still respect other people's tastes in music...
... I NEVER WANT TO BE SUBJECTED TO SCREAMO AGAIN.
The only really great thing about the Portland music scene is that most people are really very personable, but its unfortunate because the only stuff really worth listening to is the stuff that for the most part you can only hear in bars. I'd love to go out and have a beer and see Sidecar Radio or Jason Spooner or Nigel Hall or Medicine Hat, but goddammit I'm just six months shy of that. The stuff that I want to come home to isn't going to be screamed at me by some teenager wearing girl's pants. Its not going to be screamed for by kids with lip rings and too much make up. Its just not. Period. If you're going to go and tell me why Sparks The Rescue are such geniuses, you'd better not be able to keep a straight face while doing it. Its screamo. What the fuck is wrong with you? Its fine if you like it, Portland. I like you. I mean, hey, you're Portland. How could I not?
...but keep that shit to yourself. For real.
Why the hell can't people just play ska again? That doesn't sell any records either but its actually fun.
Okay, I'm done. I'm sorry if I pissed anyone off, but I had to get that out of my system.