- As We Fight, Will You Kill Us?
- August 13th, 2015
I miss music the most. Of all the things I go without this day and age, it's music that I long for. I get it so little, and the times I do get it are too short. I need it to survive and thrive; it's this huge part of me that will never change.
Even if it's something I've heard a thousand times before, that never lessens the impact. Some songs bring me back to a place in time. I can pinpoint exactly where I was, what was happening, how I felt, all that good stuff. The important stuff. The stuff that molds you as a person and shapes who you become. The music you listen to. What you can say grew you up.
I think I will start posting a song with every entry. Up to whoever reads to decide if they want to listen to the song. But I know for me, it will be an outlet. I'm kind of stuck in the 2000s. Not really anything in the last 5 years, but from 2000-2010 I was very impacted by that music. It's all hard rock or metal. I wouldn't prefer anything else afterward. I grew up loving that shit. I still love all kinds of music, but it's rock I love the most. And always will. Even if it's morphed into commercialized, boring ass crap, I still have the past to look back on. It's after midnight. I need to take my ass to bed. Today wasn't the best day in the world, but there's been worse. Far worse.
Keep my head up; that's all I can do. I have potential work for Friday at the Venetian. I love working there. I'll find out for sure tomorrow morning. At least a $300 purse, so I'm ready to bust the night.