Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Why I Love Punk Rock


Listening to LATTERMAN!, a band very much in the vein of The Lawrence Arms*. These guys are from Huntington Station, NY, and not Chicago...but this sparkly, shouty punk rock reminds me of the Midwestern sound I love.

They broke up back in 2007...around the same time as Hot Water Music*. I discovered both bands about a year or two ago...and am now listening to them seriously, streaming every song I can find. To the point where I would buy their music well after the fact. SOOOO fucking good. Their MySpace page is filled with dedications from February and back, fans telling them what an inspiration they still are, how much they would give for them to reunite. It worked with Hot Water Music...we'll see if it happens for these guys. Getting back together seems to be the trend right now: Our Lady Peace, Rage Against the Machine...most recently, blink-182 .

LATTERMAN! split for seemingly silly reasons (their music was routinely misunderstood...too many disagreements with their record label)....but the music is so full of heart, you just wanna say, "C'mon, guys!" Still: I can understand getting tired. You pour yourself into something and you play a million shows and it's everything you love...but there's all this fucking bullshit just trying to get your music out. You're making no money after crisscrossing the country, and for every two people who love you, there's a thousand who tell you how much you suck. And after a while, it's like: What's the fucking point?

I just know that anyone who has a song titled, "Video Games and Fantasy Novels are Fucking Awesome!" is worth every lonely moment. With lyrics like: "When I grow up/I want to be like me/And when you grow up/I hope that you're still like you [...] And we'd like to think that we've changed/But I keep telling the same ten stories/in and out of this place/With the same embellished lies/about the best times of our lives/And these stories they go on and on."

Amen, brother.

Amen.

*Listen to their music, natch!

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