Another Day…Another Dollar…

I was just listening to Live Fat, Die Young for nostalgic’s sake the other day. if you have a chance, check it out. If you don’t like punk, I get that. It would be dumb for me to pretend that I didn’t. It’s not for everybody. It’s no cuntree, I can definitely tell you that. Any whosel, it begins with Zero Down’s “Down this Road” ( Catchy little riff and then, “Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller.”

Shit gets stuck in your head. The problem was, I was too young when this disc came out to fully understand what is going on here. I didn’t have much money then, no. Maybe a little more now, but no where near the 1%. Nowhere near the 40% of the 99%, even. Sure, on the surface it’s about some ne’er do well, bitching about the economy and no matter how he see’s his life’s choices, he can’t get to the black.

Now that I’m a man of a certain age of 31, I get it. Took awhile, but I get it. The economy wasn’t even bad then. Jr. and his midget barely out layed the design for the crashing of the economy by then. They didn’t have their excuse they needed to start two wars, while simultaneously cutting taxes of corporations and the 1%ers. Great recipe, by the by. Point is, no matter what, no matter when, no matter why, we will always feel down. We will always feel sorry for ourselves. We will always sing the blues. We will always thrash to punk. We will always hit the bottle. We will always rock the pipe.

It’s in the DNA. The DNA of ever human has been programmed with narcissism, self loathing and desire. It’s how we deal with these emotions that defines the “individuality.” Next time you’re down, just put on your favorite song. I don’t give a shit if it’s happy, sad, angry, funny, etc. Just put the song on. Hit repeat. Listen to the rhythm. Listen to the beat. Listen to the melody. Listen to the harmony. Listen to the words. The person who wrote that song was dealing with their own narcissism, self loathing and desire and created something that speaks to you.

No, Zero Down is not the band I would turn to in moments like that, FYI. Maybe NOFX. Maybe Nirvana. Maybe Hum. Maybe Failure, 311, Smashing Pumpkins, Deftones, Pearl Jam, DJ Shadow, Prodigy, Air, Tool, Beasties, The Monkees, so on and so forth. I am not ashamed. I am proud. I am humbled.

Please to enjoy.

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