So today is kind of a wierd day. I went to work this morning, after waking up late. Nothing serious just boring, got home from work listening to henry rollins, which is not only hilarious but thought provoking. Paid rent, dicked around, thought about making plans for later and what not. Started listening to The Get Up Kids. This made me start to feel very nostalgic. I hopped on thier website, was compelled and moved enough to buy a shirt I've wanted for years (Though I can not afford it by any means).|
Looking further into little known intimate details and getting further and further into the wonderful album I was listening to, I began to feel sad. Sad that music that moves me so much, and plays upon every string holding my heart I will never ever see live. A band that has helped to change my outlook on life, and lift my spirits any time of the day, any day of the year, is no longer together, and will never play again. This is beyond depressing to me. In fact so depressing, that I was compelled to aqcuire the Live album that I have never had interest in, simply, to try and pretend, and create an experiance that means the world to me. I know it is a silly thing to be sad about, but I honestly feel a bit depressed about it. I've known for a long time, that I will never see them, but I think today I have really come to grips with it.
SOUND: The Get Up Kids- Live @ The Granada- Stay Gone (AMAZING LIVE ALBUM)