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Why does a Bands Importance have a factor on whether or not they are good?

The most important band in the history of music is undeniably The Beatles. That's an indisputable fact. They took Blues and R&B and invented modern Rock N' Roll. And I think that all serious music fans have a need to AT LEAST like the band.

This fact is made personally evident in my library, in which I have more Beatles than any other artist, if only by 20 or so songs. Even though I am not a huge fan of their music I feel the need to have them in my library because they are important.

This just shows that the importance of the music makes people like me feel the need to like them, even if they don't (at least not a lot).

I went a 3 day download spree in which I downloaded as many Emo/Screamo (in the original sense) albums as I could:

American Football

Owls

Cap'n Jazz

Yaphet Kotto

City of Caterpillar

Desaparecidos

Ghosts & Vodka

The Promise Ring

Rites of Spring

Texas is the Reason

and of course

Sunny Day Real Estate.

Now, out of all those Artists and their various albums I spent 3 days finding, I actually only enjoy about 5 of them:

Sunny Day Real Estate

The Promise Ring

Desaparecidos

American Footbal

Cap'n Jazz

less than half...but I hate to delete the ones I don't like because they are at least semi-important, and I really want to fill my iPod.

Then of course there are important bands that I actually enjoy.

Zao pretty much invented modern metalcore, and while most serious music fans and 99% of music critics hate the genre, it is important to a lot of people.

Led Zeppelin, in my opinion, are the best band of all-time. They are not the most important of course, but they are infinitely better than the Beatles and I think that most people outside of rock critics and art school students would agree. They are important because they showed the world how a rock and roll band should act. They partied endlessly, got more girls than any 4 guys ever should, and embodied the soon to be required rock star attitude.

I honestly don't know what this blog is other than a personal pondering put to paper (see also: keyboard), see also: Palahniuk rip-off)

What are you opinions on the subject?

Why do you think that the importance of a band effects their likability?

Do you do the same thing I do?

Leave comments, let me know, I am genuinely interested.

Why I am feeling so crappy lately

Moving back to Oregon has been a mistake so far.
So far, I have alienated myself from more than a few people.
I have been kicked out of 2 houses.
&
I have started to see my age as being a negative.

I have a place to sleep now, a place I can't be hated for, for occupying...at least not for another work week. I still haven't found a job because I'm still not looking very hard...


I hate myself most of the time.
I hate that my "friends" say these things about me.
I hate that I feel a certain way about something completely impossible.

No matter who I have feelings for, it always comes back to bite me in the ass. I just got over a girl that basically killed my spirit for a few years, a girl that toyed with me on the rare occasion that she wasn't ignoring me.

And now, I am getting hit by all sides about something I have no control over.

I have lost at least one friend, and this has caused most of my other friends to take this other persons side and not even consider where I am coming from.

I am sick of hypocrites and people that are blinded by others.

I am sick of being so old, and being such a failure.

I wish I could go back and work hard during school so I could have gotten into a good college. College is kind of trivial and pointless but the world needs to see that you had the drive (or the rich parents) to pursue higher education.

I hate the fact that smart people are having to stay behind after High School and leave the opportunities that are given to MUCH MUCH less deserving people behind.

It's unfair, life is unfair...

I really could care less about what you think of me at this point.

Fictional will

This is the last will and testament for Robert Dylan Chase.

First, to my Mother. I love you more than I ever showed. You took care of me like else could have. Don't be sad for me.

To Josh, you were closer to me than anyone else I knew. You are my brother and I will miss you. You can get the $20 from my wallet if you can find it.

To Amber, you were my the best friend I had a lot of the time. You did so many things for me that I could never repay you. I hope you know I was kidding about everything I said. I love you

To the rest of my friends and family, I loved you till the end. You all did things for me I could never repay. I do not want you to be sad for me. And I do not want any of you dealing with your sadness by doing dumb stuff...just promise me you will try.

My possessions, $2o goes to Joshua Plumlee. Any remaining money I might have goes to my Mother, Linda Chase. Any of my clothes need to go to the nearest gospel mission.

As for my computer and my iPod. I would like them to be buried with me...seriously, what else did you expect.

I love you all,

Dylan Chase

my thought process on a plane

I was going to try to write lyrics and I couldn't think of anything cool. So I just started typing my thoughts. Here they are




I’m creatively numb right now.
I’m sitting on a plane 30,000 feet in the air.
My head hurts
I’m listening to Emarosa & Dance Gavin Dance
Jonny Craig is my current obsession.
I have iWork. But I never do any actual work...
I’m only using pages because I can’t post this directly on my blog.
They should have free wi-fi on planes.
They probably do on Virgin...
Sadly I’m not crossing the atlantic.
I’m not really crossing anything.
We haven’t crashed...it’s nice.
They served me water from a can...it was weird.
I still have another hour to go.
My face decided to break out.
I don’t love it.
There is a little girl traveling by herself.
She raises her hand when she wants something.
It’s adorable.
There’s a woman sitting next to me on her iPhone.
I am more attracted to her phone.
Is that sad?
50 minutes to go.
I have set my clocks on my iPod and Mac back to Pacific.
I wish I was landing.
Flying is not my favorite thing in the world.
Airports are though...
Dilemma’s.
I can’t wait to eat at Fujin.
I wonder if we’ll go today or tomorrow.
I don’t really care either way.
I HATE TURBULENCE.
I HATE TURBULENCE EVEN MORE.
I’m not really sure what I hate it more than though?
I HATE TURBULENCE MAYBE MORE THAN ANYTHING.

I already miss city living

I am moving out a big city in 2 days. I am moving back to somewhere I've lived most of my life. But I have gotten used to being able to see and do things I have never been able to do my whole life. I have never lived in a place where there are building taller than 5 stories. I have never lived in a place where good bands played every week on good months. I have never lived in a place with a major light rail system. And even though I have no friends out here, and I rarely leave my house, and I'm not a huge fan of snow...I will miss it here.

I am sitting in a famous historic bookstore in lower downtown(LoDo) Denver. It's called the Tattered Cover, and it's 3 stories tall and it's old and huge, and pretty freaking cool. We don't have anything like this in Medford. The old library is now sitting there being unused for a new bigger library that is not being used. At least not a lot. The old library is something I love and will always love. My best friend and I used to walk a mile or more to get to the library from my house and we would take empty backpacks. We would spend hours upon hours just walking around looking at books. But we'd always leave with something a little less cultural. We'd walk out of the library wih our once empty backpacks full of "Mad" magazines. It was a fun period in my life.

ANYWAY, before I digress a little too much, I was just trying to say that there is nothing like this old bookstore in Medford, at least not anymore. This is something I will miss. And when I get to move to Portland I will get to live in a great city with a lot of history and modernism. I will get to live in a city famous for things I have nothing to do with: Beer, Veganism/Vegetarianism, Artists etc etc. I have no desire to drink beer or to go veg. I like meat, I don't like alcohol. But there is something about the city that just draws me to it. And it draws a lot of other people from all over Oregon and the world to it. It's intoxicating to most...

I hate that I have to make a "pit-stop" in Medford again before I am able to move to Portland. I love Medford, I love that my friends are in Medford, I love that I don't have to worry about crime that much and that I can get across town in around 10 minutes. But I also hate all of those things about it. My friends are becoming less and less like me by the day, and I am not sure how to handle it. They all do things I don't agree with to the point of me not really caring if I go home or not. I love all of them dearly and will always love what we have/had but I cannot deal with seeing them do things to themselves that they don't realize will hurt them. Most of them have not had to deal with what drugs and alcohol will do to people. I have. And I'm not trying to say that I'm better or more experienced than them...but it sometimes feels like they are oblivious. And if I'm in a city with not much to do, and my friends are hurting themselves, albeit not deliberately, it's not something I can handle to much anymore. But if I'm living in a city where there are other things to do, I can get away from them while this is happening.

Things I will miss specifically about Denver:
Wild Ginger's Panang Curry
the Light Rail
the Marquis Theatre
my Family (a very small part of it)
the Community of Dancer (for the most part, Josh and the ginger kid can drink bleach for all I care)

It's a small list, and if you refer to the curry, it may not be important. But it's the truth, it's my truth.

Denver, goodbye.
Portland, see you soon.
Medford, see you sooner, sadly.

"There's a Girl in My Soup." lyrics...

I've said my goodbyes.
Packed everything I own, into a suitcase.
In retrospect, you didn't mean anything.
You meant no harm.
I meant you harm.

Forever riding trains, from ocean to ocean.
Forever on the run, I've made mistakes.

I need to see opportunity.
I need to feel the cold moving air.
So I'll leave here, without saying anything, to anyone.
I feel no need to apologize.
I have never got one.


We'll see what you look like, without me to effect your habits.
I forced you to do this to yourself.
I feel good about every part of it.