[kj] Austin

[B. Oliver Sheppard]

Yeah, it's weird - or not?

I often go out expecting something amazing to happen, yet the opposite 
does. You go home asleep, alone, and have this weird feeling of 
existential confusion/loneliness.

Seeing the The Dicks (live!) and then dancing to Killing Joke next door 
would probably make any sane person happy. I went away from it all 
feeling very hollow. Maybe it's me. The Dicks can do no wrong, vis a vis 
"Rich Daddy": <http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDwSqERSSh0>  

I was so stoked, excited when they played it, being raised by a single 
mom myself (with no rich daddy, etc.) - it's like one of the great 
all-time punk classics to me. Like Seeing The Ramones do "Sheena is..." 
Yet getting shoved around and then ultimately leaving it all feeling 
like it's actually not worth a hill of beans? Blegh. At least I got to 
dance to Killing Joke after that, even if it  was by myself! :)

-0liver



Brendan wrote:

> Being a smarty...the lyrics are all about Morrissey (or some 3rd person)

> being cajoled to go out when they don't feel like it, having a miserable

> time and coming home and feeling worse...or something ;)

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> Which is my experience about 80% of the time going to clubs (hence I prefer

> gigs)

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