Since leaving a degree to study journalism in pursuit to focus more on my rugby and study a new degree called 'sports fitness', I have sadly neglected this blog as I feel no one really reads the articles posted on here and the fact that I no longer need to keep it to progress while studying journalism. Anyway, now back from university for my second year and back lifeguarding, surf instructing and coasteering at home in newquay, I felt the need to write some thoughts down for shiggles. Shits and giggles mo' fo's!
I was going to write about how a lad in one a lifesaving session yesterday neglected to tell me he had Narcolepsy until after he had a quick kip face down in the water (I told him to sleep it off, but he didn't really find it funny), but instead I'm going to write about something that affects more people than Narcolepsy. Air guitar.
Everytime I go into a indie or rock club, it's to listen to music I enjoy listening to and meeting new people, seeing old friends and having a change of scene from my usual social groups of rugby boys and football cunts. Therefore, you can imagine how frustrated I am when some skinny little fucker trying his best to look 'different' starts bouncing around infront of me playing air guitar.
I am an open minded young man and like everyone around me to live their life the way they want without judgement or influence from others. Believe me, I'm all for that shizzney. BUT. Air guitar is fucking pathetic. Seeing a grown man or, like i said before, a skinny little fucker who dresses himself to look different while ironically trying to fit in with his social group and undoubtedly trying to impress the slightly over weight gothic-ish outcast girl (probably 3/10) with daddy issues, fills me with a sense of shame, embarrasment and makes me feel so uncomfortable I feel saddened that someone would do that to themselves. I don't understand it. What are they trying to say? Whats the best that can come out of playing air guitar? you get laid? No. You get spotted by some underground indie music label and signed up for your sweet skills? Doubt it. It is fucking pathetic.
Are they telling everyone around them, 'mate, i love playing guitar so much I mime it wherever I go so everyone around me knows I play my sweet axe'! I don't think so! If they want to play guitar so much, buy a fucking guitar and play it. And then, if you can't bare to listen to music without playing along, take your fucking guitar with you and by all means, play it!
Like I've said before, it's fucking pathetic! Get a fucking hair cut, get some friends and learn an instrument before my pity makes me ill! Cheers!
I'm sure they're all good guys tho. Underneath all that balls!
Wednesday, 26 May 2010
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Please blog more often. The narcoleptic encounter is gold.
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