(warning: heavy profanity useage in the following entry)
Fuck you, Streetlight Manifesto.
Fuck you for breaking your promise. You said you wouldn't tour again until you had another original album out. Considering how at this point you're more of a cover band than a legitimate leader of the Fourth Wave, like you used to be in the mid-2000's.
Fuck you for instead using your time to perfect the songs you've already written, exploring so many different genres of music so that you've succeeded in breaking the bounds of what was once a ska band can and cannot do to bring us songs that are heartfelt, flawlessly performed, unclassifiable pieces of pure music.
Fuck you for deciding to go on a summer tour with Reel Big Fish, and playing a show a half hour away from where I live so that I will not only be seeing MC Lars, Less than Jake, Big D and the Kids' Table, and Lionize at Warped this summer, but I be able to round out the set with my all-time favorite band and my new favorite band as well.
Fuck you, Reel Big Fish.
Fuck you for announcing the news just as I was leaving the facebook page I'm not supposed to be on anyway, and turning me into such an excited mess that I can no longer focus on this English essay that is due tomorrow morning. I was making stupendous progress earlier and now I haven't written a word.
Fuck you for coming out of the blue like that, so that I was so full of energy that I had to log off my computer and take a walk around campus to clear my head and subsequently freeze my ears off. When I returned to the library all the computers were taken, so I had to go back to my dorm and work in this distracting lounge instead.
Fuck both of you for making the dismal summer stretching out ahead of me look just a little better.
Fuck you for breaking your promise. You said you wouldn't tour again until you had another original album out. Considering how at this point you're more of a cover band than a legitimate leader of the Fourth Wave, like you used to be in the mid-2000's.
Fuck you for instead using your time to perfect the songs you've already written, exploring so many different genres of music so that you've succeeded in breaking the bounds of what was once a ska band can and cannot do to bring us songs that are heartfelt, flawlessly performed, unclassifiable pieces of pure music.
Fuck you for deciding to go on a summer tour with Reel Big Fish, and playing a show a half hour away from where I live so that I will not only be seeing MC Lars, Less than Jake, Big D and the Kids' Table, and Lionize at Warped this summer, but I be able to round out the set with my all-time favorite band and my new favorite band as well.
Fuck you, Reel Big Fish.
Fuck you for announcing the news just as I was leaving the facebook page I'm not supposed to be on anyway, and turning me into such an excited mess that I can no longer focus on this English essay that is due tomorrow morning. I was making stupendous progress earlier and now I haven't written a word.
Fuck you for coming out of the blue like that, so that I was so full of energy that I had to log off my computer and take a walk around campus to clear my head and subsequently freeze my ears off. When I returned to the library all the computers were taken, so I had to go back to my dorm and work in this distracting lounge instead.
Fuck both of you for making the dismal summer stretching out ahead of me look just a little better.