Is my head on right? That’s a question I tend to ask myself more than I would like. I sometimes find myself eating my own words as I do things that I don’t believe in, and don’t do things that I should. Even though I simply despise Wal-Mart and the entire concept of monopolies in general, I find myself periodically enjoying the benefits of the variety that I find in the big box store with the falling prices. I am trying to train myself to stay away, yet I am sucked in by the convenience. I also hate the extremes that censorship has come to and the feeling I get when I see the freedom of speech restricted by some arrogant fool. Yet, I always watch what I say around my children and get pissed when others do not. I love the concept of radio and occasionally listen to a local station. Yet, I can’t stand their concept of pounding the same songs into your head and making you want to go buy an album of some band whose newest material has been weakened to win the popular vote on the airwaves. I can’t stand a lot of the newer bands who suck because they lack originality and modeled themselves after the weak crap that the other bands resorted to in order to make a few extra bucks.
Why is it that the pop stars and people who don’t even write their own music make all the big bucks while other musicians who are highly talented have to beg radio stations and labels to give them a chance? Why is a simple song that contains two riffs played over and over again winning the popular vote over a song that took several months to write? There are many things that don’t make sense to a lot of people. And there are a lot of people that just don’t care. Should you care? I care, but I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because somebody out there once told me that I should. Perhaps something inside doesn’t want to go along with the concept that “life is just not fair” or “that’s just the way it is”. Those ideas are telling me to just let it go and move on. If you let it go, nothing will ever happen. If I can run a fanzine and promote some metal bands in hopes that they will earn a few bucks and steal some of the spotlight from the big shots with no talent, I will do so on behalf of all those things that just don’t make sense. I don’t want to be like those people who claim they are something they are not though. Then you start lying to yourself and others with the misunderstanding that you are cooler than you really are.
      One of the stupidest things I ever heard is that the local metal radio station here claims that they “have no rules”. What a line of bullshit! If they have no rules then why do they only play censored versions of the songs and refrain from saying the “naughty words” on air? How come they don’t have the balls to play death metal or black metal before 9:00 PM? It’s because THEY HAVE RULES! I’ll just add the whole station to my list of people who constantly reside on Poser Rd. They can share a nice big house with Limp Bizkit, Linkin Park, and all those bands out there who sound exactly like them. And they can live with the people who claim to be a metalhead because they once attended a Creed concert. And how can this station have a commercial saying they are solid rock and then play two consecutive ballads immediately following? What the hell is so “solid” or “rockin’” about that?
     So anyway, anybody can go on forever complaining about random stupid (or not so stupid) stuff like I just did. Some people could go on for days about it. It may not all make sense and may jump around from one topic to the next, but it is good to get that stuff out of the way. Perhaps that’s one of the reasons why blogging was invented. I could either tell you about what kind of cereal I ate for breakfast this morning or I could ramble about some random complaint or just say whatever pops into my head or I could just put a bunch of words together and use the word “and” in front of a sentence and never use any punctuation and a bunch of fictional words like qwertyuiop and create one BIG l o n g sentence that has no purpose other than seeing if you can read this entire sentence while holding your breath and stop thinking about all the problems in the world for a brief moment so that for a second or two, posers don’t exist, everybody is cool, I’m not a hypocrite, Napalm Death just won the spot to play at the next Super Bowl, nobody sounds like Limp Bizkit, and “ain’t” is a real word. Wouldn’t that be fuckin’ awesome? OMG LOL ☺ GR8 stuff. And for those of you who are still wondering…..yesterday one of my fish died and I ate Lucky Charms for breakfast.