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Another cliché hardcore punk song about hardcore punk…and to ensure it stays a cliché forever, it is another COVID-19 song about missing shows!
The past year and a half have been the longest period in my life where I was not going to shows regularly. While I am very well aware that this is an extremely privileged problem to have, and I count my lucky stars every day for having a roof over my head and a warm meal on the table, it is something I miss deeply. I miss going to shows, be it big or small (I prefer the latter), I miss mosh pits, I miss having some guy yell “Špilej!” from the back of the venue, I miss the ringing in my ears when I go to bed, I miss finding bruises on my body days after the show, I miss driving 12 hours to watch a band, I miss somebody spraying the crowd with cheap wine in a plastic bottle, I miss being sweaty because I am wearing a jacket, I miss hanging out with my friends before the show, I miss the feeling when the drummer starts off the song with a d-beat, I miss coming home late and knowing that work the next day will suck, I miss looking for my jacket because I threw it somewhere, I miss yelling along to songs, I miss slipping on a spilled beer and falling on my ass, I miss standing outside in the cold after the show, I miss stopping at the gas station for a snack at 3 am, but most of all, I miss the feeling of peace in those 20-minute sets - no problems, no worries, no stress, no responsibilities, just pure fucking bliss.
Going to shows has changed my life (hey look, another cliché!) and I still remember and cherish all the memories - be it the first time I had the guts to stage dive in my life at a Pennywise show, my first pile-on singalongs in Rog, going to Fluff for the first time, my first mosh pit at a local show to a band covering a Metallica song, sleeping in a car in Gornja Radgona after a show, seeing Converge for the first time and having my mind blown, going to the UK for a one-day festival - the list goes on and on.
What I always thought was dumb is that we never gave our local bands enough respect and acknowledged their importance - these are the bands that keep everything afloat and without a healthy local scene, there is no scene. Go watch your local bands, buy their records and listen to what they have to say. I promise you’ll not regret it.
So is this song just another cliché? Kinda. Do I care? Hell no - cliché forever.
lyrics
Jaz rabim to sranje.
Pogrešam..
divje bende kjer vse hrešči,
da mi v ušesih pred spanjem zvoni.
Jutra ko vsaka kost me boli,
da jakna mi po vutri smrdi.
Folk se preriva,
vse gre po zraku,
noge na stropu,
en tip je omagu.
Po tleh sta polita vino in pir,
na takmu koncertu ne moreš stat pri mir.
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