Titus Andronicus (And The Problem With Aiden)
Generally, music does not make me want to go out and do things. I guess there is a large demographic that becomes motivated by music, but I’m certainly not a part of it. I hear a lot of people – wait, let’s be honest here; I read a lot of comments from people online – talking about how they’ll listen to music to pump them up before they hit the field to play a football game or something. When I get done scoffing at the fact that someone on a music forum is pretending to be manly beyond having the ability to grow some kind of creepy neckbeard, I get to thinking. I mean, if I wanted to pump myself up about getting my frail, super indie body crushed under a pile of sweaty jocks, I’m pretty sure I would just put on some show-tunes and get my ass down to the Drama Department where I so obviously belong in the first place.
But seriously, listening to, say, a Pantera song to pump me up for a certain event would just make me want to…listen to more Pantera. It reminds me of when I was still in high school. I never actually was in the Drama Department, by the way. It was a good thing because I was never labeled as a homo because I liked to wear tights on stage in front of my peers, but it was a bad thing because I was labeled as a homo anyway because of my lack of friends, and I would have probably fit in pretty well with those social degenerates down in the dungeon that was the Drama hallway. But anyway, I never joined the Drama Department, which is probably why I ended up finding the cellar-dwelling community on this website.
What was I even saying?
Oh yeah. It reminds me of high school P.E. class. We had to run the mile every so often, and it was the bane of my existence. I’m pretty sure 99% of this site doesn’t know anything about me at all, and I’m not sure I want to change that. So let’s just say that up until halfway through 10th grade, I went to a very strict, very religious private school that made us do things like carry a telephone pole around a baseball field and climb a 12-foot tall, splinter-infested wooden wall in the middle of the woods. To build character. Or something. Point is, I was in fantastic shape when I was 14 years old. But then I transferred to a public school, was introduced to the typical American teenager, and proceeded to turn into a stupid, lazy piece of shit with a ridiculous sense of entitlement. Thus, when days rolled around where we had to run the mile, I would automatically lose control of my bodily functions and shit myself.
I have a point here. My point is that every time we had to run the mile, I would start running to the beat of whatever song was stuck in my head at the time. I’m sure this happened to you guys sometimes too. Even if the pace I was running at (power-walking speed) didn’t sync up with the song, I would still hear my footfalls punctuate every single goddamn word. For the nine minutes or so that it took me to run the mile, I would vow to never hear that song again. So why would I want to listen to a song before a football game that I know will merely accentuate the sound of my bones being broken and my marrow dripping onto the turf?
Oh, but Titus Andronicus.
The Monitor makes me want to go do things! Unfortunately, it makes me want to do things while simultaneously reminding me how worthless I am and how many friends I don’t have. Granted, it also makes me feel like those things are A-Okay, but there’s still a bit of a Catch-22 at work here. The album screams at me to go do something, but immediately after screams at me that I have nothing to do. Inevitably, I’m left as a shivering mess on my bedroom floor, quivering with the excitement of doing things but paralyzed by the fear of doing things. Still, the album is amazingly good and if you haven’t heard it yet, you need to. It makes me sort of wish that I got drunk regularly, but that unfortunately involves doing things, so that’s a no-go.
I was going to work Aiden in here somewhere, but now I forget where I was going with that big huge title way up there. Fuck that band, basically.
|Soliquidis (12:17:03 AM):||cant wait til new genres|
|Soliquidis (12:17:08 AM):||my pie chart will be so elite|
|Soliquidis (12:17:10 AM):||indie|
|Soliquidis (12:17:13 AM):||indiecore|
|Soliquidis (12:17:17 AM):||slowcore|
|Soliquidis (12:17:24 AM):||obscure indie|
|Soliquidis (12:17:32 AM):||thrash|
|Soliquidis (12:17:38 AM):||ambient|
|Soliquidis (12:17:52 AM):||idm|
|Soliquidis (12:18:07 AM):||electronica|
|Soliquidis (12:18:11 AM):||electronic|
|Soliquidis (12:18:17 AM):||techno|
|Soliquidis (12:18:19 AM):||dub|