We’ve all got that band…you know, the one that the dream of being them actually got you to practice your instrument. So, here’s the band that started it all for me. So, if you hate this blog, blame them. ;)

It’s weird…this song used to embody everything I felt I was…everything I wasn’t but wanted to be…every line every girl ever turned me down with was summed up in the emotionality of the vicious 32nd note power chords…………ah, adolescence. Who came up with the sick idea of putting you in junior high at the same time you’re going through puberty?

And now…on some levels, I can barely listen to the horror of this song. But on some other really strange levels, there’s still something about it that just grabs me. Maybe it’s the memories, who knows. Or maybe, deep down, I still think I’m punk rawk. (Oh, ya…even spelled it ‘rawk’…that’s the punk way, in case you’re too ‘bogus’ to know…ooooh, more punk rawk!) And just for the record, no matter how hard I will ever try, I am not punk rawk. Nope. Not even a little.

So, without further ado……MxPx. Punk Rawk Show.

You gotta admit, amongst all the terrible tone, sound, feel, and dynamics, they definitely know how to write a hooky melody. Again, something about that song still gets me going…sorta. And there’s also something weird about 40-year-olds still appealing to the ‘teen angst’ thing. Maybe they’re thirty. I don’t know.

And if your ears are dying, and you’re feeling like that video flies in the face of melody, tone, harmony, feel, dynamics, sound, songs, music in general, and in short everything this blog is supposed to be about, then I bring you this as a peace offering. Listen to these and be happy again.

Both for beauty, both a little non-traditional. One ambient, one driving. I have no idea what mood you’re in, so I’m putting two videos to wash the punk rock away.

Michael Brook for ambience.

And Editors for drive.

Ah. The world is as it should be. At least according to me.

Splendid.
Karl.