Wednesday, 14 July 2010

I've got a tongue like a razor, a sweet switchblade knife.

Watching the GNR Use Your Illusion DVDs. Its quite depressing really. Uncle Axl just reminds me of being 16 again. All the songs about drugs and alcohol and fucking that was all so new to me at the time. It was exciting. I guess you only get that once.

Not only that though, it reminds me of when I used to play bass regularly, and had a fucking good friend who I could jam with and write music without ever taking it too seriously. I used to walk around with just my boxers a tshirt and boots on, I was arrogant, heck I was a cunt, but I had no responsibilities and shit load of new toys to play with, figuratively speaking.

Do I miss it? I dont know. That summer Download had its best line up ever (in my eyes anyway). Within 24 hours of each other I'd seen both Metallica and Guns N Roses. My two favourite bands by a long way at the time. It was a sort of transitional period for me really.

I went from listening to Metallica and Slayer and Megadeth and the sort to stuff like GNR and Velvet Revolver. My music taste hasnt changed dramatically since. 2007 I saw and was introduced to Motley Crue, and the year after that it was KISS, the year after that Def Leppard, and this year Aerosmith. All along the same vein.

It's all about having fun. I dont feel like I'm having too much right now. Although it's nobodies fault but my own. I spent last night getting fucked up with three of my four best friends from school (and Jo). And I had fun. I spent download with the aforementioned good friend who I used to jam with. And I had fun.

Yet nine times out of ten when I get a chance to socialise I won't. Because I can be a miserable fucker. And I need to change it.

I'm aware you have to actually be me to get most of this. I'm sure you'll get over it though.

I've recently started playing guitar though. Like properly. I have a really old one that was just taking up space. It's the first time I've used an instrument regularly for years, maybe I am trying to recapture being 16 again.

All of this is made even more depressing by the fact that I haven't been 21 for a week yet. I'm hardly over the hill.

I have literally done no writing in nearly a year. Nothing serious anyway. It's never something I've shouted about, but most of my friends at uni do creative writing, so it comes up quite a lot. Artistic expression to use a pretentious term is not something best discussed over a bottle of jack daniels.

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