emo boys. hardcore boy. boys will be boys

i have been trying to start a playlist on lastfm.com (disorientaled is my profile) being that my work computer is now run by hal, i cannot really log on to the site. bummer since i love making playlists. actually, i still make mix tapes. i am certain some of you are scratching your head and thinking a mix tape? wha? huh? look it up on wikipedia dudes.

anyhow, my only friend on lastfm is a german dude. we bonded over hardcore and emo music.

emo music makes me remember these careless days of summer. going to the hardcore church and seeing your favorite bands. one of my favorite show seeing back in the day was bluetip. join us. honestly, this band can do no wrong. i also remember seeing sunny day real estate and pretty much crying over how achingly pretty the music was. emo music was all about girls and boys crying. seriously. we all needed medication!

to this day, as i am thinking about chisel, mineral, ted leo, texas is the reason, i get all giddy. i mean these were shows to see. being cramped in a small space. people just bobbing their heads in unison, orange earplugs sticking out of everyone's ears.

my friend mark back in boston, my old stomping grounds told me he knew he had reached "emo" status when he finally got an asian girlfriend. i don't know if that is necessarily true, but i loved how we all would go to shows up at the middleeast in central square, cambridge and you saw a sea of backpacks. backpacks with black and white notebooks filled with doodles, thoughts and tons of unlabeled mix tapes.

perhaps i am a dud, but a good mix tape can cure all.

a better mix tape would have some mineral on it...sigh.