I take more shit for what I like than most. Everyone a critic and everyone has something to say.
Everyone knows better and everyone is wiser and some dumb fucks even have better spelling and grammar but I will say this…
I have an opinion. And I stand by them
I am not going to be swayed to like the flavor of the month cuz she has good boobs a great tan or flashed her crotch getting in a car. I am not going to get down to your sound if you impregnate me at your show. I may like to look at your face or your eyes or a multitude of other parts but I’m not gonna listen to your shit or pay for it unless you impress me. And guess what else you may impress me once then suck forever. I may be in the mood to hear you today and tomorrow.. hell no
So does it then become an on going battle?
And guess what else?
You can sell millions of records sell out every fucking stadium world wide and have your freaking face on the cover of every rag in town and guess what… I many STILL not like you
You can donate all your money to starving poodles in Bulgaria… same.. you can still fucking suck
And so this leads me to my obsession with the unknown. Its OK.. I listen to the music I like, I support it and I get on with it. I have never ever been in the mainstream with my musical tastes. I was kicked around in my high school days for it, lost many a date for my fierce individuality. Was made fun of ridiculed and beaten down cuz I didn’t like the Doors Van Halen or Journey.. know what? They still suck
I took refuge in the non judgemental punk and alternative movement. Where no talent equaled talent and no style equaled style and that’s where I will stay.
The charts- mean nothing.