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Read it and tell me what you guys think.

Oh and classic rock is not that bad. D=

Lmao, that article is awesome.

Ohhh, if I only lived in suburbia where I would have to deal with more emo-kids first-hand! Luckily, I have to live in the city with wiggers, and kids going around trying to be "gangsta" and acting all hard.


Anyway, I'm prepared for a different fad now. Hopefully it won't be as gay as this one.

[quote="Blank"]Lmao, that article is awesome.[/quote]

Indeed. The only thing that got me was the:
Metallica...--> compared to shitty band X

and

[b]Linkin Park[/b]...--> compared to shitty band X

Did the author intend to contrast Linkin Park with a terrible band? Utter failure. Linkin Park is unlistenable.

I like how we've moved from decade to decade with fads. I'm trying to understand how long it will be till we repeat the 90s. Anyway, whatever. It's not really a big deal at all.

Well, our clothes are going back to resembling the seventies, and our music is going into the eighties... so Maybe around 2015?

Although, the late half of the nineties was effing sweet, imo.

Let's imitate the 50's, dig? The beats. Like those were some cool cats, man. Bring back jazz and poetry, ya dig?

Gerard Way is uncool. Allen Ginsberg is [i]cool[/i], ya dig?

[quote="Allen Ginsberg"] America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can't stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb
I don't feel good don't bother me.
I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind.
America when will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites?
America why are your libraries full of tears?
America when will you send your eggs to India?
I'm sick of your insane demands.
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks?
America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world.
Your machinery is too much for me.
You made me want to be a saint.
There must be some other way to settle this argument.
Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister.
Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke?
I'm trying to come to the point.
I refuse to give up my obsession.
America stop pushing I know what I'm doing.
America the plum blossoms are falling.
I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for
murder.
America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies.
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry.
I smoke marijuana every chance I get.
I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet.
When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid.
My mind is made up there's going to be trouble.
You should have seen me reading Marx.
My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right.
I won't say the Lord's Prayer.
I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations.
America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over
from Russia.

I'm addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I'm obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.
It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie
producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again.

Asia is rising against me.
I haven't got a chinaman's chance.
I'd better consider my national resources.
My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals
an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles and hour and
twentyfivethousand mental institutions.
I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underpriviliged who live in
my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns.
I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go.
My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic.

America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his
automobiles more so they're all different sexes
America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe
America free Tom Mooney
America save the Spanish Loyalists
America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die
America I am the Scottsboro boys.
America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings they
sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the
speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the
workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party
was in 1935 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother
Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have
been a spy.
America you don're really want to go to war.
America it's them bad Russians.
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians.
The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take
our cars from out our garages.
Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader's Digest. her wants our
auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations.
That no good. Ugh. Him makes Indians learn read. Him need big black niggers.
Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help.
America this is quite serious.
America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set.
America is this correct?
I'd better get right down to the job.
It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts
factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel. [/quote]

*snaps*




Like dig this. Let's all quit our jobs, man. Let's all move into a small apartment, ya follow, ya dig?

I don't wanna work nine to five, man. I want to come home and realize I hate my wife and children, man. I want to smoke pot and write poetry, ya dig?

-edit- D= didn't mean to double post and now I've forgotten how to delete posts.

why did you make a double post....?

anyways...i'm looking forward to something new. Kids need to obssess over something new.

let's hear for another kurt cobain.

Alice in Chains>>>>Nirvana. ;p

I actually agree with you there.

Way to be behind the times. We did emulate the fifties with the resurgence of swing in the 90's, mang.


Here's for hoping on 90's emu.

Beats=/=Swing, man.


Have we emulated the sixties yet? That'd be far out.

Swing was revived in the 90's...

...but before the 50's even started, swing was dead.

[quote="sheerheartattack"]Swing was revived in the 90's...

...but before the 50's even started, swing was dead.[/quote]
I was gonna say that, but I wasn't sure if that was true or not so I didn't want to take the chance. Didn't swing come out in the late 20's and early 30's, or at least some time during the 20's? Didn't it go along with the jazz age?

the 60s got emulated in the mid to late 90s