2001-06-01 | laserdick

hello. diary. and interplanetary posse. welcome to your daily letdown. captains log. stardate 6-1-01. hello my friends. you know who you are. (i hope) buckle up. this is going to be bumpy.

well, i'm driving home today, leaving work early so i can call someone special on the phone (who happens not to be there, and doesn't return my message!), and i miss my exit because like usual all the people taking the exit are going just fast enough that i can't pass them in time, but still slower then the 7 year itch. so i take the alternate route which ironically takes about the same amount of time. i am listening to my beloved 40 oz. to freedom (car copy. the one in the house is in good condition. this one is very ugly and has no cover.), and driving down the street i have lived on for 10 years, but only drive down the whole thing now and then. i should do it more often. its very peaceful. badfish starts like clockwork and i start thinking about a girl and about life in general. then i pass an old friends house and everything is copacetic. i'm just happy go lucky. i have these moments almost everyday, this one just happens to happen about 120 seconds before i reach home. the house i pass belongs to the parents of a friend of mine named shaun "alika" frietas. yes, he is a music snob, way worse then even me, and a snobby skater dude in general, but oh the things he taught me....thank you alika.

I was going to a personal renaissance era in my life approximately 1992 i guess it was. i had always liked rock, had no problem with it, but for some reason, which i will never forgive myself for, i chose to listen to the most generic top 40 r&b crap processed crap radio stations for the first 16 years of my life. i was actually raised with pretty decent music too like the beatles, creedence, jim croce etc. so it wasn't my parents fault. i was just brainwashed. so my other friend darett "woody" miyashiro makes me a tape of guns n' roses, motley crue, metallica, and other stuff that i can't remember. so i start liking rock again. like alot, now. then i start listening to semi-decent rock radio. most notably i remember the pirate radio station entitled "z-rock". great concerts and stuff and fun djs. not generic at all. somewhere along these lines i fell in love with nirvana, although i still purchased crap now and then such as kriss kross quintessential "totally krossed out" epic debut lp. i don't remember what peaked my interest in particular except just wanting to change my whole view on things and abandon all the cheesy people. so alika tells me to drop by his house one day to borrow some cds. i had already known kind of alot about music at this point. just from magazines and stuff. same sources i find out about it now, just not at the same magnitude back then. so i go to his house and he has an electric bass! god, right there i was a changed man. i played some metal riffs and stuff and imitated a death metal song. it was a good time. alika was surprisingly upbeat that day. so he gives me this stack of cds. these cds began forming the man i am today. so thank these bands if you ever meet them:

DESCENDENTS- "ALL"

MINOR THREAT- "DISCOGRAPHY"

DINOSAUR JR.- "BUG"

GREEN DAY- "1,039 SMOOTHED OUT SLAPPY HOURS"

keep in mind, now, that this was about 2 years before green day had become famous. most of us thought they had broken up by the time "dookie" came out. but that album was really pivotal in changing my scheme. minor threat was just amazing. so rebellious. and dinosaur jr. was mind bending. thank you so much for the magical mystery tour you took me on that summer, alika. he had a great band out for awhile too, named "laserdick", but they broke up probably because they were getting too popular or something really "punk-rock" like that. i owe him alot though. he taught me about so many bands. rocket from the crypt. sonic youth. smashing pumpkins. (again, way before they were popular)

a few years later i felt much better about my self and felt like i was actually being myself for once. i wish i could hang out with him now so i could give him a list of stuff he should get, so i can return the favor. thanks for reading, diary and interplanetary beings. signing off for now, star children. love, mujibur

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