Incongruities and modern life
I’m wondering just how many folks see this, especially these days.
Bubba swept by the other office and gathered me up for some dinner. We dined at Hoover’s, just down the road. While the “Jamaican Jerk Ribs” are pretty darn good, I just opted for some fried catfish with a side of mustard greens. Definitely feeling Southern for a night.
Then it was adventures in shopping time. He was looking for a new phone, and frankly I couldn’t really be bothered. Although, one “phone outlet,” which was nothing more than a kiosk in a mall, did offer some interesting scenery. Made me wonder what those guys with the phone cameras did all day. Their location? Right in front of Victoria’s secret.
But with a belly full of catfish, driving all over town to shop for a Gemini phone, I got the rundown on some music I hadn’t been exposed to before: Me First the Gimme Gimmes.
“It’s some punk guys, no names, and they cover some great stuff,” Bubba Sean was explaining, over the din of the music.
I broke down, waiting on him to hassle his way into a new phone deal, and I bought one CD.
But that wasn’t the weird aspect to it all. While I was standing in the check out line, I noticed a number of young folks, all standing in line with various purchases, notably music, notably loud, raucous “cutting edge” music. In a chain store. In my case, it was simple enough, it was an impulse buy, something off the rack, buried underneath the Megadeath CD’s.
The music itself? Rather lyrical for punk. Reminds me of some other “hair metal” I used to frequently listen to. What sets these little gems Bubba turned me onto apart from the rest is that the players are, apparently, real punk rockers, doing hardcore versions of popular tunes. Rather musically amusing. But in a chain store?
