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Descendents

—I'm Not a Loser

songs365:

Monday, July 14th, 2014

I’m Not a Loser by Descendents (1982)

On Facebook, I often post upcoming shows and events coming up because, I don’t know, maybe someone on my friends list would be interested. And I thought, hm, maybe some Descendents fans would like to know about their show up north. I wrote up the announcement on my wall and linked people to this song from Milo Goes to College, then that made me want to revisit the album. I haven’t listened to that album in years, and it hit me way better than it did then especially since I’m listening to pop-punk lately.

I wish this was some pump-up anthem for later on the night, but a night at a Dave & Buster for unlimited games did not yield any burst-of-punk moments, just some Drake and a club mix filled with DJ Mustard sounds in my friend’s car. Milo Goes to College rules than all of that.

Descendents

—Jean Is Dead

stupidlullabies:

18. A song by an 80s punk band.

Milo Goes to College is required listening for everyone. EVERYONE.

Descendents

—Can't Go Back

songforeveryday:

Descendents | Can’t Go Back

Dead Kennedys

—Forward to Death

jasonfnsaint:

Dead Kennedys
Forward To Death
Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables

I don’t need your way of life
I can’t stand your attitudes
I can do without your strife
I don’t need this fucking world
I don’t need this fucking world

This world brings me down
Gag with every breath
This world brings me down
I’m looking forward to death

Dead Kennedys

—Holiday In Cambodia

hellray:

Johnny Cash

—Man In Black

daysrunaway:

Johnny Cash was one of the only good representatives of the United States. He got it. 

Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there’s a reason for the things that I have on.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin’ in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he’s a victim of the times.

I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you’d think He’s talking straight to you and me.

Well, we’re doin’ mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we’re reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought ‘a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mourning for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believing that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believing that we all were on their side.

Well, there’s things that never will be right I know,
And things need changing everywhere you go,
But ‘til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You’ll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I’d love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything’s OK,
But I’ll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.