but maybe it should be .... I mean not the old school punk - you know the kind that doesn't bath for days and keeps their Mohawk up with just a little bit of extra hard to hold hairspray and some grease from god knows where. Old school punk is still OK with me - I'm talking about the new PuNK the kind that uses mommy's platinum card, has the best designer punk cloths you can buy and has their hair styled at Jonathan Antin's in Beverly Hills. Or how about those poor punk kids that ran away from rich homes to beg on the street for money to eat and squat in the L.E.S. - how annoying are these kids!
OK I'm just gonna say it straight up - I'm old. I went shopping today because two new albums came out that I just HAD to have (1) The Reverend Horton Heats new album "Revival" and (2) The Cure's (you heard me right) new album "The Cure". I ended up at Virgin records - YES I am a sell out - and as I was there this band was playing in the adjacent café. I went over to see where the noise was coming from (because it was louder than the Beastie Boys on my iPod) and noticed quite a large crowd (larger than the one for the Supersuckers last year) and I was just baffled. I asked this woman - who looked like she might have been there with her 14 year old son - if she knew who the band was and she said it was LP. I think to myself "who the fuck is LP?" I just thought it was noise then I stood in the isle with my two cd's and thought man am I old. Back in the day I use to live for this shit. Hell from 1988-1994 I worked at Tower Records and met/seen many a bands I thought were cool when I was growing up. Back then for me it was all about the music and going to shows and meeting the very musicians I idolized. Now I debate weather or not to spend $60 on tickets to a concert not because it's too pricey but because I think I might be the oldest person there (possibly even look like I was there with my 14 year old son - UGH!).
So I get in line to pay for my 2 new cd's and 3 oldies but goodies and there is a gaggle of kids in line in front of me buying the new LP cd to get it signed and they were just so annoying. One girl had the nautic star tattoos that I want to get and a tattoo of tank girl on her arm. Another girl had what looked like some designer punk outfit on, her hair gelled/sprayed out in spikes and her earlobes stretched out to about the size of quarters. They had a bunch of other friends with them and I just could not imagine how annoying I was back in the day when I got all excited to see my favorite bands. It was all so surreal and still it was able to bring me back to a happier time. A time where I shaved half my hair off, dyed it Nice & Easy #124 natural Blue/Black (as if Blue/Black could be natural) and drank all day with my friends while still being rude to customers and getting paid for it. AH good times, good times.
Now, well now I just feel old and man is it depressing. I have accepted my salt & pepper hair. I have taken out two more of my piercings (from a high of 19 total - to a new low of only 13). I am growing up but deep down I'm still fighting it. There has to be a tradeoff ... I must get my next tattoo soon. I'm still young damnit - I am!
On a dorkier note I got a new cell phone the other day with one of those digital cameras in it. I was initially completely against a phone with a camera because I really don't need it but it seems like you can't get past it. All phones have some sort of camera in it and I was upgrading my phone that is already 3 years old so why upgrade to a crappy phone when I could have a camera phone right! I have had it two days now and have taken pictures of the stupidest things. Currently my phone wallpaper is a photo of my meal at Dok Suni. So not only am I a sad bitter old lady I am a pathetic one too. HA!
