Friendships are fucking weird. I’m not saying they’re weird in a bad way. In fact, it might be the only thing that keeps us sane. Think about it. Where would you be without your friends?
More importantly, who would we be without our friends? If it weren’t for my friends Jason and Tim, whom I’ve known since 7th grade, I wouldn’t be the same today. Together we formed our senses of humor, our tastes and our overall demeanor. We always bounced ideas off of each other in regards to music (we were in bands together), relationships, the appropriate time to make AIDS jokes, etc. I will be forever indebted to them for everything they ever did for me. Although, I don’t talk to them as much as I wish, they are still always there in my mind. Friends do that to you. No matter what stupid, sweet things you ever do with your partner it’ll never surpass that prank you pulled during the Ravens-Giants Super Bowl. I always laugh at the IDEA of predictive text. I still sometimes refer to Jason as “jarmo”. The experiences that you share will never go away. That’s how it is with childhood friends, I guess. I know I’ll never have that again. I’m not at all sad about that.
We spent hours and hours together every day for years, and it was hard going to college and having to find new friends. It honestly took me until senior year of college and after graduation to find people I was comfortable enough to be really friends with. I’m blessed to have really great friends in Austin. Truth be told, they’re probably the biggest reason I don’t leave. I’m afraid that lightening can’t strike twice and it’ll take me another 4 years to find people I can confide in and who will call me “gay” on the reg (If you click that link, read definition 3. Will changed that).
With this influx of outsiders trying to burrow their little lives into South Austin you find a lot people having trouble making friends. I feel bad for them. Outside of school and work, it’s hard to find people to befriend. In a world full of douchebags, myself included, you’re always rolling the dice when meeting someone new. Running the risk of sounding like Forrest Gump, you never know what you’re going to get. You might meet some D’n’Der who loves to talk about their favorite Viking Metal band. You might need some dude-brah with a new fucking haircut. You might find someone with the answers to why we all must cry.
Some of my all-time partnerships:
- PB&J – I don’t like Peanut Butter, but I won’t deny its contribution to society or all-together catchiness.
- Paul McCartney and Wings – Let’s not kid ourselves. When the Wings Remasters come out it’ll be a bigger deal than this trend the world is following called The Beatles. I refer to The Beatles as the Jackson 5 of Paul McCartney’s career, except The Beatles didn’t make Paul a sexual deviant… Or maybe it did. Who knows? “Maybe, I’m amazed at how OVERRATED MY OLD BAND WAS!”
- Tango & Cash – Grew up knowing that a true friend was one that went into a compound with you and blew up a warehouse full of baddies.
- Bert & Ernie – We know they were more than friends, but we look past that.
- Arthur & Buster – Ultimate ace-wingman situation.
- Guns & Alcohol – This is purely for the selfish reason of natural selection. All hail West Virginia!
- Rick James & Eddie Murphy – They only knew girls who liked to party all the time.
I feel like I should branch out more. I should meet more people. On the other hand, I’m really lazy and I love my friends already.
Does anyone have an awesome duo they’d like to share?
Anyway, I’m really excited about a few new albums, and you should be too. Next week it’s Paramore! I know what you’re going to say, “Dago, u r a t0tallie br00t4l d3wd! wut r u doin listenen 2 PARAMORZ?!” Those of you who really know me know I love pop punk with all mi corazon. That album comes out next week and I’m getting psyched. Here’s their new video.
The Fall of Troy’s new album (October 6) is getting me so hyped. I fell in love with these guys in ’07 when seeing Coheed at Waterloo Park. Coheed was awesome, but these guys totally stole the show for me. A lot of people might know them from playing their song “F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X.” on Guitar Hero III. :) Anyway, this is one of their new songs.
Finally, Between the Buried and Me is following up their masterpiece Colors with The Great Misdirect (Oct. 27). It’s a tie between these guys and The Mars Volta for my favorite band. These guys tear faces off and feast on the young of the vanquished. SO AWESOME.
This is going to be a great month. Thursday is coming with The Fall of Troy and The Dear Hunter in October.
Anyone wanna go?!
PS: Chelsea laid into Tottenham and have secured first. The Texans went to work on Tennessee and ensured that I can hold my head up high for at least a week. Life is really good. :D