It’s What You Know

I have a pretty good tendency to write one blog per day.  I like to keep my writing up and also keep those of you who faithfully read up to date with my life and my thoughts.  But all my thoughts dwell on one single thing.  Well, it’s not a thing… it’s a person.  And that’s where I stop.  I’m not in the mood to really elaborate.  One thing is for damned certain… I’ve never been more happier with my life or myself… and I aim to keep things this way.  I’m pretty certain today was the first time in moonths… maybe even over a year that my dad and I actually talked with one another.  We seriously sat down at lunch and had a discussion- one of deep philosophical significance too. 

I’m definitely changing.  I’m definitely becoming someone better than I’ve ever been before.  And it excites me.

I approach the ending of summer and the new school year with the widest of arms.  I’m ready to live. love. dream. create. embrace. enjoy. decide. change.   

Underclass Hero by Sum 41 REVIEW

I’m writing this too early, probably, but I don’t care.  I’ve been eagerly awaiting this album for much too long and wanna get my voice out on it out NOW.  Underclass Hero by Sum 41 is now available to the world!  After many years of no new music and quite a bit of silence, Sum 41 has re-emerged one member less, but entirely better than ever.  This is the punk album we’ve all been waiting for since blink-182 released their last record.  When I first heard a new Sum 41 song a few months back entitled March of the Dogs, I was instantly blown away by everything I heard.  The sweet production values, great lyrics, intense beat- everything about it was marvelous.  It was completely punk but a bit more grown-up and even bordering on being indie at times.  Then I heard Underclass Hero and wasn’t entirely enthralled… but the more I listened to it, the more I realized, “Hey, this is actually freaking GOOD.”  UH was slated as their first real radio single.  Next on the lineup is/was Walking Disaster.  I felt a little annoyed by it, seeing as the verses and a lot of tidbits borrowed heavily from March of the Dogs (or is it the other way around?).  But I remember sitting there going, “Even if this sounds similar, it’s still damn good… and the chorus is different enough for me to still love this.”  So while I now had the fear of the album having a lot of songs sounding the same, I knew it would still rock my face off, regardless.  Sum 41 is still punk in a world where punk music is essentially gone.  At least… good punk.  (and when I say punk, I mean stuff along the lines of blink, Green Day, Sugarcult, not like, The Ramones, The Casualties, etc.)  The only other band to release anything remotely punk lately has been Relient K… and that’s a guilty pleasure if there ever was one.  As I’m listening to UH (the album), I’m seeing that Sum 41’s new approach to writing/attempt at being a bit more different than before is working against them.  Not in a really bad way though, it’s just that, tiny little details get repeated a lot.  When they say “Hey, let’s add a lot of guitar layers to this album,” they stuck with that notion and ended up repeating a lot of the same layered guitars.  And there are some drum breaks where there’s a cool filter over them that seems overdone.., but then again, I’m writing this after only listening to five tracks… two of which I’d heard before.  Actually, I’m listening to this song called Count Your Last Blessings that is actually stunning.  It’s got PIANO, man!  This tune is definitely Sum 41 running on a new engine entirely.  And I’ll be honest, it’s this new sounding Sum 41 that might propel them to an entirely new level of granduer.  Like, right now I’m listening to Ma Poubelle which is sung almost entirely in French.  It’s trippy.  It’s punk, but old fashioned.  And it seems that each song really leads into the next one.  Let me break it down for you the way I’ve found it: Underclass Hero starts the album off on a punky note.  Then Walking Disaster is still punk, but introduces the idea of being a bit somber at times with pretty guitar parts.  Then Speak of the Devil comes in being even more intricated than WD… but then Dear Father chimes in with acoustic guitars, but it’s deliciously layered and intricate like the track before it.  But then Count your Last Blessings is really dark after that pretty song… and we have some piano introduced.  Then Ma Poubelle is piano driven entirely, but completely raw sounding- leading us into March of the Dogs and its raw guitar parts.  So… we’ll see how the rest of the album fares.  This is where I’m gonna just save this review and finish it later after listening to the whole shpeel.  The whole rest of my review will focus solely on checking out each and every song, giving them a rating, and then rating the entire album. 

Track 1: Underclass Hero- It’s exactly as Glenn Francisco put it- the new Fat Lip for this generation… minus Steve Jocz (the drummer) rapping.  It starts the album off on a rockin, snotty, yet melodic note- basically, this is where you can decide if you like the new Sum 41 or not.  It’s straight up fantastic and has an infectious sound.  Deryck’s guitar sound on Underclass Hero (the album) is absolutely awesome- it’s in your face, twangy, and completely full. *10/10

Track 2: Walking Disaster- As mentioned before, the verses sound incredibly similar to March of the Dogs, and the drum breaks sound awfully familiar too… but I dunno, you can’t hold it against this highly awesome song too much.  Things start off nice and mellow with a lot of cool layers, then everything comes rushing at you in supreme awesomeness.  The pre=chorus is so sweet too- with each line, part is half time, the other is standard, and it makes for a good rush.  Then the chorus sounds exactly like sometihng Billie-Joe Armstrong would write.  When being compared to probably the most successful punk band ever, you can’t go wrong really.  *8/10 <– couldda been more original.

Track 3: Speak of the Devil- Yet again things start off somewhat slow, but then start rocking your face off.  I really like this song and how cool it is.  It’s got a lot of cool guitar stops and starts and plenty of interesting layers.  I love the drum/piano breaks that reek of optimism yet despair at the exact same time: yes, a song has the power to convey emotions with zero vocals.  However, there is a part where the piano likes to go like, off-key or whatever, and it sounds fairly out of place… but I have a feeling it’ll grow on me the more I listen to the song.  *9/10

Track 4: Dear Father- A lot of songs are similar to Dear Father- decently somber and all ballady.  It’s a good song, but it doesn’t do anything special for me.  I’m sure the song is really close to Deryck’s heart seeing as it’s about a father he’s never known about… so I can give him credit for that.  If anything, Underclass Hero is shaping up to be an album worth keeping on repeat in my car- while it’s not necessarilly the most dynamic album in the world, every song is entirely solid, totally full up in your face, and catchy in its own respects. *6/10

Track 5: Count Your Last Blessings- I’m thinking this is my favourite song by far.  It’s so dark and absurdly cool.  I wish Deryck did more screaming like he does on here and March of the Dogs… his yelling is totally at the top of its game- entirely clear sounding and entirely forceful.  This is a must-listen no doubt. *10/10

Track 6: Ma Poubelle- You can’t not love this song for how fresh it is.  It’s French, it’s punk, it’s artsy, it’s pure gold. *10/10

Track 7: March of the Dogs- Listen now and enjoy.  You just can’t go wrong with this song in any way.  It’s definitely one of the strongest tracks on the album, for sure. *10/10

Track 8: The Jester- A political rock song. *yawn*  I dunno, this is good… but nothing amazing, that’s for certain.  I just can’t get behind political stuff. Whatever. *N/A

Track 9: With Me- The best slow song on the album… and by the best slow song on the album, I mean it really is a shining example of what a ballad in today’s generation can be.  I love the guitar part- it’s a simple/standard type of progression, but it’s changed up a bit to be straight-up awesome.  The bells are a nice touch too throughout the song. *10/10

Track 10: Pull the Curtain- A lot of the songs feel the same… but I get the feeling that’ll change after I really get to know the album… because in all honesty, that’s just how punk is.  It all usually feels quite similar until you really get to know the songs and soon understand how different everything is.  It happens fairly quickly usually, and I know Pull the Curtain will stick out real big once a few more listens go through.  It’s just got this despondent, yet oddly hopeful feel to it that you can’t deny.  Then the bridge parts feel exactly like new MCR stuff- even the explosive ending feels completely on par with The Black Parade.  And when comparing a song to stuff from MCR’s new stuff (My chemical romance), that’s definitely a good tihng seeing as I adore that album.  *10/10

Track 11: King of Contradiction is the fast punk song every punk album needs.  With an included horn part, you almost might compare it to Green Day yet again with their song King For a Day.  The change up to a real heavy style is way bad ass.  The first time I listened to the song, I just felt entirely overwhelmed by the weight of it all pushing down on me.  It was sweet. *9/10

Track 12: Best of Me- Another slow song!  I dunno, the slow songs get a bit ridiculous… but at the same time they’re straight-up fantastic.  If you approach UH with the understanding that you’re gonna get a lot of slow songs, I think it’ll appeal that much more to the listener.  Best of Me is definitely one fucking awesome song, but I feel let down by it cuz I’d prefer more balls-out, in your face songs.  But that’s an unfair reason to give this song anything lower than the perfect score it deserves*.  *10/10

Track 13: Confusion and Frustration In Modern Times- And now the fast song to end the album… sort of.  Treat this as the real ending of the album and you’ll like UH much much more.  Because the next song is… SLOW! *9/10

Track 14: So Long Goodbye- Although it’s straight up amazing… did this have to end the album?  *10/10

So there it is. Underclass Hero by Sum 41!  I give it an 8/10 rating.  It’s not entirely what you’re expecting, but that doesn’t mean it’s bad.  I’m sure this will grow on me like no other.  And I’m certain I’ll play this loud in my car for a long-ass time.  BUY IT NOW!

*Note: I rate music high because music is incredibly relative.  My choice in music will generally be absurdly different than others, so I rate high in order to entice people to check it out- the most positive I am, the better.  If I’m negative or stingy with ratings, it’s very well possible someone might pass up a song they might actually love to death.

Reanimation

I feel like the last three years of my highschool life have been a severe experiment constantly undergoing constant changes and has included static and dynamic variables consistently being introduced and taken away.  Finally I think I’m ready to spread my wings and do sometihng extraordinary.  I finally feel like I’ve had enough successes and failures to know where my head and my heart are both at and can now confidently walk tall and speak proudly.

I’ve definitely experimented with friendships. Music. Relationships. Moral standings.  Everything.  I’ve seen one single facet of life a million different ways, I’ve tried accomplishing the same goal a thousand times, each time being different, and overall I’ve just seen the world through hundreds of different types of glasses, finally choosing which way I choose to look at my world.  I started noticing that I’ve basically treated my life as an experiment the other day when I was talking to Allen about my constantly fluctuating taste in women.  There’s always someone new.  And each girl is completely different from the next.  To pinpoint what my “taste” is seems impossible to most.  And the truth is, it is impossible because I’m consistently trying to figure out what my taste is… and that’s why I’ve come to believe that my life has been one helluva trip in trying to decide who I am deep, deep, deep inside.

I’ve dated everyone from absurdly preppy, to the total hippie, to insanely innocent, to ridiculously reckless.  I’ve dated people who were just like me and people who were complete opposites.  I’ve tried different ways of dating- how to approach someone, how to keep your distance, when to make moves, how to act- everything.  And now in the dating realm, I’ve decided what kind of love I’m truly looking for.

With friends, I’ve pushed people away.  I’ve pulled them extremely close.  I’ve been good, I’ve been bad, I’ve been honest, I’ve been deceitful.  I know how to entertain, I know how to dull the hell out of people.  I know what I want in a friend and definitely what I don’t want.  I know how much to push, and how much to hug. 

With music?  Well fuck, I’m not even gonna explain my endeavors with music.  I’ve experimented so much it’s disgusting.  But let’s just say I’ve got an honest opinion of my music and where I stand in that world.

I never realized I’d been experimenting all this time… until I sat down and thought about it… how I’d never subscribed to one train of thought.  And while I’m sure no one does, I also think no one is as careless and unpredictable as I am with my actions and decisions.  But now I feel like I’ve really, really found myself.  I know who I want to be, I know who I want to be with, and I know what I want to do.  No questions asked.  No jokes, no gimmicks, no second-thoughts.

I am me. 

And one thing that sparked this blog was how finally, in my last year of schooling at Benet Academy, I want to leave a name for myself.  I want people to know who I am and finally know what I’m capable of.  I don’t mean to sound arrogant, that’s not what I’m trying to acheive.  I want people to know what I’m capable of- whether it’s good, bad, positive, or negative.  I just want people to know who I am.  Because everyone knows that I love music and I play guitar.  But what of it?  People know I write a shitton- but am I any good?  I want people to know where I stand in the world and if I might mean anything to them.  

This thought became especially aroused after one of my vivid dreams last night.  I had a dream about a girl.  That same one I’ve quietly adored for so long.  And in that dream, all we did was share a day together.  Nothing steamy went down- it was purely innocent.  The most that happened was that we almost held hands… and I remember waking (and have thought about it alll day) and thinking, “Holy crap, that was the greatest dream ever.”  I felt so happy inside.  It was a sensation I’ve never felt before.  Well, that’s a lie.  I’ve felt it before… but I don’t get it often.  And it’s a feeling I get only when I’m truly and utterly happy and at ease.

I’m a different person right now.  I feel it.  I’m not different in the sense that you don’t know who I am… I’m different in the sense that I’m not the reckless individual who has been shouting his mouth off day in and day out all summer, trying to wreck havoc for the sake of excitement.  I’m not the fool who has been toying around with ideas of self oblivion and detachment.  I’m here now, officially ready to live my life the way it’s always been meant to be lived. 

I’m the innocent kid who lives to love and dreams dreams that are sometimes too big for dreams. 

I’m okay with that label. 

Hello everybody.
How are you, today?

Get Glad!

Last night I watched a film that warmed my heart.  It’s called Kikujiro.  It’s basically what I like to call, “The Japanese Napoleon Dynamite”… but at the same time, that’s still a false categorization.  If you saw it you’d understand what I meant.  Well, actually, in my own befuddlement, I’ve realized what it is: if Garden State met Napoleon Dynamite and you threw in a Japanese setting, alongisde the story of a boy trying to find his mother, you’ve got Kikujiro! 

I watched the movie in a quiet awe.  All the scenes of Japan were amazing and every once in a while, sometihng would happen that didn’t necessarily make you laugh… but you definitely couldn’t help but smile at the absurdly dry humor.  The movie is real, dealing with the problems of child molestation, parental abandonment, prostitution, fear, and so many more.  Beat Takeshi’s character of Kikujiro is a real asshole, and no matter how good people are to him and the boy, Masao (who is looking for his mother in Toyohashi), he continues to yell at them and insult them- always calling people out on their faults.  However, that’s where the real potential of the movie shines: it’s a movie about the goodness of the world, and how there are still tons of people willing to be loving if you give them the chance.

Masao has never known his mother nor his father- the question of if he even has a father lingers ominously.  So he goes out on his own to find his mother, who allegedly lives in Toyohashi, working to support Masao while he lives with his grandmother in Tokyo.  On his way out of the city, Masao’s grandma’s friends find him being bullied by some upperclassmen demanding money from him.  The wife of Kikujiro is very strong willed and helps out Masao and eventually finds out about his journey.  With her stern but caring heart, she orders Kikujiro to help out Masao and sends them off with 50,000 yen. ($500.00)  “Mister” as Masao calls him treats Masao somewhat badly at first, not giving two shits about finding the boy’s mother, he’s only interested in utilizing the sweet amount of money he received from his wife for the trip.  Right away we’re introduced that Kikujiro is a pretty daring jerk and only cares for himself.  However, all throughout the movie he continually becomes more and more caring towards the boy, and by the end you find yourself enjoying who Kikujiro is deep inside.  Nevertheless, his brash personality helps contrast the helpful people all throughout the movie and gets the message out that there’s goodness everywhere.

Every character that comes in contact with Kikujiro and Masao are continually nice to them- always being hospitable, no matter how much of a jerk Kikujiro is to them.  You kind of go through the movie going “Why are the people always so nice?? Kiku is a loser!”  It’s towards the end of the movie when these two biker guys say “Be good, kid,” that it hit me.  Every person who came in contact with Masao always said “Be good, kid” after they parted, and that’s what made me realize how the point of the movie is to spread the message that there’s a whole lot of good in the world, we just have to be equally as good to the people around us.

You reap what you sow.  And I felt so happy after seeing Kikujiro, because I left feeling just so much more lighter on the inside- I was touched by the film.  I have to go to mass right now, so sorry if this was a lame write-up, but that’s all I wanted to truly share was how it’s true: there IS a lot of goodness in the world, we just have to be open to the idea of such and be good to the people around us. 

I’ve Gotta Save the Rainbow

So many thoughts, so many adventures, so many experiences, so many feelings, and so many people to write about.  I will barely touch the surface of all that has happened since Wednesday, but we’ll see what comes out.

The first thing I feel like addressing is the change in my nature.  I was watching Samurai 7 the other day and realized that my life was too cluttered- much too complicated for its own good.  All this drama was circling around my head and I wanted it gone so badly.  Samurai 7 allowed me to experience this epiphany because I remembered last summer- how care free it was and how I spent it watching endless amounts of anime.  Last summer marked my completions of RahXephon and Samurai Champloo, two absolutely breathtaking shows that left such huge impacts on me.  Now with this summer, I sat there realizing that I was missing out on something so key to my personality: I was so wrapped up in all the drama that shrouded my world and was forgetting to relax and take it easy.  Finally I’ve embraced the simplicity of life and am enjoying it the way it’s meant to be enjoyed.  I’ll admit- the last couple of days have been ridiculously jam-packed, but they were conflict-free to the max.  My only problem was my use of money- damn did I spend a lot!  But oh well.  I make about $100 per week.  So long as I start spending a tad bit less, I’ll be moore than okay. 

But yeah, with Allen here the past three days, I embraced my love of Japan more than usual- I watched Samurai 7 on wednesday and kikujiro today, and went to Moshi Moshi, Todai, and Katy’s Dumpling House with Allen, listened to a lot of JPOP, and talked about the culture so much with Allen… it’s been most fantastic, really.  While watching Kikujiro (think of Napoleon Dynamite, only more serious), I took in all the sights of Japan with a lot of intrigue.  I’m not quite finished, but I’ll complete it within the hour probably.  I like taking real short breaks after like, 30 or 40 minutes of watching. 

I dunno, my writing is absolute shit tonight.  I can’t convey my thoughts in the least.  I guess all I really want to express is how at ease I feel.  I’m reached this state of complacency that can’t be broken.  There is something interesting though I’ve been feeling…. honestly?  I’m not so sure I’m meant to complete my life here in America.  I don’t think I’m meant to stay here.  Everything about Japan seems so inviting and safe and fun and exciting… that all I can do is now see myself there.  While watching any modern Japanese movie, it seems so much more interesting and real than anything American I can watch.  I guess it’s maybe because I love the characters so much more- I relate so much more to the people and their culture.  It’s a beautiful thing. 

Love is certainly a prominent figure in my life.  I keep bouncing from interest to interest.  It’s really so weird: while you’re dating someone, when you think of what’s gonna happen when you break up, you’re just like “Wow, if we break up, there’s gonna be no one to date whatsoever!”  But then when that bond snaps in half and you’re single again, allofasudden it’s like there’s this world you just didn’t see before.  I was so worried that after Danielle and I broke up, I’d be single for so long… but right away Sarah entered my life… and now there are two other people I’m really serious about trying to find out more about.  One thing I’ve embraced so much this summer is the motto, “When one door closes, God opens another.”  That phrase is truth to the max.

I’m starting a new type of musical direction… I’m gonna start making instrumentals.  I get the strong feeling people don’t appreciate my deep vocals.  I’m good for backing and stuff… I’ve got a serious knack for harmonizing quite effortlessly… but whenever I make a song, I truly believe in the music itself- and even the vocals!  but I can see where people don’t like my voice.  They prefer something higher.  That’s one reason why a ton of people don’t like Badly Drawn Boy- his deep voice turns them off.  I don’t see whyy… but it does.  However, the music I make is downright rad sometimes and I just can’t deny myself of that praise… so I’m gonna start making some music like Four Tet or Nujabes.

But okay.  I’m done talking.

I’ve decided to live a more wholesome life.  A lot of people look down on being right, honest, ethical… but a lot of people appreciate it.  It’s probably the worst thing about me: I walk the fine line of being bad and being good.  I push the limits of being good to the max.  I do a lot of bad things… but only to a certain degree where you can still look at me and go “He’s a good person.”  And with that type of attitude, it’s hard to find someoen to love… because I can’t find someone who’s “good”… it just pisses me off, lol.  Someone too nice makes me sick.  But then again, I’ve obviously got a problem with someone who’s got no morals at all… and it’s damn hard to find that person in between.  But hey, this world is damn big.  I’ll find her one day.  I certainly will…

I know I talk about love a lot… but in case you don’t know, love is a massive part of my existence.  It means everything to me.  I’ve got friends whom I love and I feel so greatful.  Driving with Max, Allen, and Glenn, and Connor was straight up awesome yesterday and I love being in such a confined space with those guys- letting the conversations just roll along the seats.  However, a romantic type of love with a woman is also incredibly important to me… and nothing seems to satisfy me more than a woman’s touch and affection.

Back to Kikujiro.

smile. it’s good for you.

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