April 2010 will be forever known as the month Matthew entered the digital age. Not only did I
create a twitter account (more on that in a second), but I am now a proud owner of a Blackberry Bold 9700x (or whatever the number is). I have to admit (as much as I hate to) the Blackberry is one bad ass piece of technology. Today, for example, I sat at work with Pandora playing off my phone (Gaslight Anthem Radio is fantastic...more on that in a few), and was able to listen to the Boston/Cleveland playoff game today via some goofy app that allows me to listen to any radio station in America. I plan on using it to listen to the Lakers game tomorrow while I'm at work. It also sends my e-mails straight to my phone, and syncs up all kinds of other crazy shit. I'm totally sucked in.
As for the Twitter account, I feel like a complete and total sell out. I have said time and time again that Twitter is pointless, and for 95% of people, it totally is. Newsflash, nobody gives two shits if you're at the movies, or if you think the final season of
"Lost" blows. At least I don't. But I completely underestimated Twitter as an information/news outlet. It's pretty boss when it comes to that. I follow 17 people on Twitter, and of those 17, I know three people (Ashley, Katie, and Theresa). There's one other person I have no idea who it is (I'll get to her in a minute), and the rest are bands (The Gaslight Anthem, Menzingers, Tegan and Sara etc...), Toby from Red Scare, Bill Simmons, and Ralph Lawler, the play-by-play commentator for the Los Angeles Clippers. Why those people? For information, son. Tour dates, album releases, podcasts, you name it. So I decided to jump on this information outlet and start posting my stories on my Twitter account. Toby from Red Scare actually "tweeted" my Menzingers article, which was pretty sweet. Creating a Twitter account, totally worth it.
Which leads me to this.
That "unknown" person I'm following? A girl from Chicago who somehow found my Jesse Malin story (before I posted it on Twitter) and "tweeted" the story. Now, she didn't just "tweet" the article to all her friends. No gents and dames, she sent the article to one person. And who is that one person, you ask? Well, let me transcribe the "tweet" for all yall's
‘love’/ @. .salinger...love this 11:12 PM Apr 29th via web
Yup, turns out this chick actually communicates with John Cusack (I looked into it, she's not just some crazed fan) and sent Mr. "High Fidelity" my article. Wow.
Now most people have this misconception that I hate John Cusack. That is totally not the case. The dude loves The Clash. He's in "The Future is Unwritten" for crying out loud. He's in some pretty awesome movies (he's also in "2012" which is a steaming pile of garbage, but I'll give him a pass. It wasn't his fault. Danny Glover, and whoever that shithead writer is that also did "The Day After Tomorrow" are to blame). My big gripe with Cusack is chronicled in Chuck Klosterman's book "Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs" where Klosterman correctly points that out Cusack's semi-iconic movie roles in the 80's have completely skewed what love is for women and effectively screwed men over for years to come. Don't believe me? Every girl I talk to "LOVES" John Cusack. Not "loves." Not even "Loves." But "LOVES" him. So for that, I hate him. But outside of that and "2012," he seems like a pretty chill dude. And I'm stoked thinking he might have actually read my story. Awesome.
Shifting gears, I hung out with Sean and Justin last night. Sean was ranting about how the new Arizona immigration law is "amazing" and how he "respects" my objection to the bullshit cop-out racial profiling law (my words, not his), but that I'm wrong. He also was about 20 beers deep, and explained the Olympic sport of curling by saying that the guy who sweeps with the broom is good at masturbation and Americans are better then everyone else in the sport because "their 'peters' are bigger then everyone else." Its conversations like this that make me miss Sean.
He also told me he missed me 3,000 times, and how he misses going to shows with me because I was the only other person that appreciated punk rock. He then added "I'll even go see Gaslight Anthem with you if you go see T.S.O.L. with me." He was shocked when I said "hell yeah." I still like T.S.O.L., I just don't really listen to that kind of music all the time.
Sean always likes to tell me how I don't listen to punk anymore. In a way he's kind of right. But he's also wrong. No, I don't listen to Rancid or Social Distortion regularly anymore. I can't stand Pennywise and Strung Out and those other bands I listened to back in the day. I prefer Gaslight and Hot Water Music and The Lawrence Arms and Jawbreaker. But I still love Bad Religion and Descendents and the Bouncing Souls and Minor Threat. I listen to the Misfits pretty often. My favorite band of all time is The Clash. He was actually shocked when I told him I still listen to Bad Religion and Descendents.
But I did tell him that earlier that day while listening to "Gaslight Anthem Radio" on Pandora songs by Social Distortion and Rancid came on and I got giddy. I also got giddy that The Old '97's came on too. I left that out. Sean got really happy to hear that.
Anyways, I'm gonna go to sleep. peace.
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