because in my room now, i feel so divine
not a worry running through my mind
As kids we used to play in sandboxes, build castles and towers only to destroy them with pure force. Our parents would say that this was just a boy thing. Some way down the line we learned to control this anger or the lust for destruction and channeled it into something else. Nowadays I find myself sitting in a pub on a night out with my friends and a ever growing urge to smash my bottle or glass of beer against the wall or on the floor. I imagine the glass shattering into thousand little pieces. And I picture the smile on my face while doing so.
You could call it immature. And maybe you even find this a little disturbing. But I reassure you that I’m or never was a violent one. I’m hardly ever angry at someone for more than five minutes. My fuse is very long and very hard to ignite. But I feel this urge for destruction is kind of human. It’s part of us, embedded in our dna and we are always looking for an outlet.
Continue reading Happy Diving – Big World
Looking at your face in the dark, you don’t even look that smart
Some things take a little while to reach a certain degree of quality. Things like a good red wine, a single cask whiskey or a great guitar are getting better with age. Some bands tend not to follow this logic. Their debut albums will always be cherished by some fans as the opus magnum.
When you think about punk rock, it doesn’t even have to go that far, as some bands tend to exist for only a handful of years, and if they do manage to exist for longer, their output might stay quality (think Bad Religion, Nofx et al), but it never reaches the heights of their earlier work anymore.
Continue reading Joyce Manor – Never Hungover Again
Someone left you looking for a reason.
Found it in the Reverie Lagoon
The first time I heard “Sowing Season” by Brand New, it blew me away. The part when the song finally erupts after building too much pressure to bear – it still gets me every time. To this day it evokes a feeling I don’t really comprehend, but I’m sure everyone has felt at least once in his life – unless you’re one of those lucky ones that haven’t had anything go in the wrong direction for themselves. Anyway, it’s a certain numbness, a pain that needs to break out – and hardly anyone has ever captured this emotion better than Jesse Lacey and his band.
Continue reading Seahaven – Reverie Lagoon: Music For Escapism Only