Number Two : People And Their "Passion" For Music

The amount of people I know who go on and on about Oasis these days is fucking incredible.

"Oh, I'm off to see Oasis soon. I can't wait. It'll be fucking brilliant".

I can't take these people seriously I'm afraid. I'd probably be a fan of Oasis if it wasn't for the morons that follow them.
These people can only name the Brothers Gallagher when they are "on the rare occasion" talking about them. I challenge whoever reads this now to ask a freind,work collegue or general stranger, who is the current drummer of Oasis? . Also ask these people if theyve heard of The Inspiral Carpets, StarClub, Hurricane No.1, Proud Mary and especially The Rain

They won't have a fucking clue what your on about and will most likely start talking about "Wonderwall", "Ciggarettes And Alcohol" and any other of the well knowns Oasis gave to the world.

Chris Sharrock anyone?. No? what do you mean youve never heard of him!?. I thought you liked Oasis. Oh well, I shall leave you to your compilation C.D's and your special edition live C.D's.

That brings me on nicely to the Kings Of Leon. Before the furore over their latest album I actually considered listening to their original album after hearing a band who stated they were highly influenced by them.

THANK FUCK I NEVER.

The follow up album comes out, get publisised to high hell and back and becomes a huge sort of universe of fake followers who still can't name the 1st album.

For me music is of a huge passion. It's an art form after all, it's there to be heard and most of all listened to. Just because you hear it doesn't mean your listening to whats been said. Theyre is a difference if you havn't realised. They say they listen, but they don't. If you painted a masterpiece and no one knew how or why you had done it. You'd be pissed off too right? .


It just gets to me it does. I'm not saying people should be fanatics on every band or artist they listen to (or hear). That's impossible. Im just saying it seems wrong not to know absoloubtly anything about something you say you love.


Peace and Love.

Azza

Number One: People You Went To School With That Have Completely Changed.

After attending an 18th party this weekend, I witnessed something that made me come to a conclusion.
It goes something like this:

"There are some people who you used to go to school with that are complete losers".

These are the people who get excited when they have their 1st night off work in years to go on a night out. Which they go out at like 8 (O'clock sharp )to Yates's to convene with other morons they went to school with and then go get a chinese on their way home at about 11pm on the last bus with the person theyre seeing. They are the ones who are either always in love with someone, or who have just finished a relationship with someone they were in love with and want to tell you about how it all went wrong.

Even though they retired home so early, they will tell you "what a wild night they had" and "how drunk they were". I mean come on!, they must have had some serious Alcopops before getting home to watch a DVD they paid like 20 quid for from tesco because "Theyve heard good things about it from their Co-Workers who saw it at the cinema on thier night off".

It's people who work too much, with too much money to spend on things they didn't learn how to do properly. I mean my idea of a night out is having a good time with my mates, drinking a bit, and hopefully ending somewhere strange the next morning. Like a beach for instance. These are the memorys we need at this age. I don't think anyone should be sat in at the weekends at my age, plenty of time for that if and when I'm married with kids to look after.

Speaking of kids. It worries me to see girls I used to go to school with having like their 1st (and on some instances 2nd) children. What the fuck happened to you?!. How could you be so fucking stupid!

With regards to the above "Party Go-ers", I guess it's just jealousy on my part eh?.

It Begins!

After long and hard consideration, I beleived it to be the right time to create my own blog. As I sit here eating a huge bag of Mars Planets, I am trying to think of some usefull/clever things to say. When they come they will come. I have lot's to complain/disagree with so I would like them to be shared on here.


Azza