Originally posted by Todd
"I don't want weekend warriors for Blackout! primarily becuase I never have been one myself. When some 21 year old explains that he's "a grown up now
and needs to make sure his bills are paid before he tours" I want to puke and slap him. If you want security pack up your guitar, get your ink zapped
off, and join the rat race. (Which is not really as secure as you think anyway.) Everyone is so concerned about the money and forgets about what else
this whole thing brings to our lives but like I said in my previous post... we're all paupers grasping at pennies."
It sounds like I better sell my guitars. My only problem is that so far the rat race doesn't want me. I think it takes a certain amount of common
sense and a sense of self preseration to not drive around the US for 75 bucks a night. I also dislike most people so much that the idea of going out
and having to talk to retards every night, all the while wanting to kill them, would be a fate worse than death.
Speaking of the 'rat race', I've met way more people that blew me away in the field of medicine than I have in 25 years of being involved in hardcore.
There are very few Darby Crash's, Vic Bondi's, and Paul Bearer's in this little world. I love the rat race if the rat race means getting the
opportunity to work in an ER in the South Bronx or treat kids in Pediatrics and I didn't get to this point by being privileged, I got here by sinking
into $100,000 in debt and working my balls off.
Being able to play in Starkweather is the same kind of privilege as practicing medicine and I don't think my life would be worth living if I had to
pick between the two.
True til payday, Todd. |