Tag: Green Day


So it’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I’ve been keeping busy with school and possible podcast guests (spoiler alert?!), along with geeking over the new Real Friends song that got released yesterday (check it out, it’s called “Scared To Be Alone”). But this post will be about a different band: Green Day, aka my favorite band of all time. I must warn you all, too, considering I got angry: parental discretion is advised…so here it goes.

So I was waiting for my 10 o’clock class to start, and as my professor is blasting Celtic Frost (brutal), I overhear one of my classmates mention Billie Joe’s meltdown back in 2012 at the iHeart Radio festival. The only reason why I heard him over the metal music that was blasting was because I heard him paraphrase what Billie said, “Do you know how long I’ve been doing this, man? This is bullshit, man, we get less time than Justin fucking Bieber, man?” etc, etc, you get the idea. He then proceeds to go on to say something like “you seriously call that punk?” and “I’m sorry, but he’s just a whiny, little bitch,” “you ever heard of the Sex Pistols?”…yeah, that was the fucking tipping point.

So if you’re reading this, señor dickhead (which you probably aren’t, but whatever if someone shows this to you), let’s get some facts straight: Billie Joe was inebriated during that half set that they did, which was a cause of his meltdown. He then proceeded to go to rehab after that, which was his manager’s decision. Backtracking a little bit, Billie has a history of being completely fucked out of his mind at past Green Day shows, going back to the 90s with Woodstock ‘94, jumping into the crowd and fighting people who were being rough, playing naked at Madison Square Garden, to the 2000s wishing Steve Jobs would “die of fucking cancer,” throwing instruments into the ocean, etc, etc, you get the idea. I know I really shouldn’t assume all incidents like this would be because toxic chemicals, but come on. He had an addiction, he went to rehab, he’s apologized to everybody, and he got his shit together pretty well. He’s had his shit together pretty well for almost as long as Green Day’s career.

Second of all, if Billie’s a whiny little bitch, then I’m a telemarketer. This is not the first time I have heard this comment, but almost every singer could be christened with the adjective “whiny.” Well guess what, asshole? As much as you think he whines all the time, a million other singers are just like him, dating BACK to bands like Sex Pistols and the Clash, who were technically whining about politics all across the goddamn River Thames (how about that for a ‘70s brit-punk reference?), talking about how there’s “no future,” or everything’s “Pretty Vacant,” and that “I wanna riot,” and stuff like that. Tying into my third point, there are tons of subgenres for what is known as “punk rock.” Yes, elitists will say that bands like Pistols, Clash, Ramones, Black Flag, and the Damned are the “true punk rock bands,” but keep in mind, Green Day were basically influenced by all of those bands. And Green Day continues to influence generations of bands across the globe. Sooooo a bunch of people are “whiny,” by your standards, then. Including blink-182, as well (which you mentioned as well, ass-hat…)

Now, I understand that we don’t talk that much, and I respect your taste in music—mostly—but just to let you know, I actually got really hurt when you started berating. I also may sound like I’m butt-hurt, but everyone has their own opinion, including you. I’m not expecting an apology, because I know it’s not coming, but I’m pissed as hell. So go back and listen to your Baroque sonatas, and go back to sleep.

Flashback Friday (Episode 1)

Flashback Friday (Episode 1)

Hey all! After an extensive break, the blog posts are back. This week, I’m introducing a new segment called “Flashback Fridays.” This segment is where I tell stories about some of the best concerts that I have been to. This first one is going to be about the time where I saw my favorite band of all time: the mighty Green Day. It’s coming up on the three year anniversary of the concert, and I remember it like it was yesterday.

It was March 28th, 2013. This was the first official day of spring break my junior year of high school. It was also the first official tour date of Green Day’s “99 Revolutions” tour, and one of Billie Joe Armstrong’s first shows post-rehab after postponing the original trek for the band’s Uno, Dos, Tre tour. Needless to say, I was stoked to be going to the show, regardless of any member’s rehab trips. I took my best friend Tim with, because he is just as big of a Green Day fan as I am.

The venue was the Allstate Arena in Rosemont, Illinois (directly northwest of Chicago). Tim and I got to the venue around 4, and there was a huge line wrapped at least 1.5 times over the arena. The waiting in line was not that bad, but what was the worst was when the doors finally opened around 6:30. We bought GA tickets that gave us access to the floor (which was awesome), but getting them was a struggle. Not because of any wrongdoings of the venue staff, but the fact that there was at least ten thousand other people crowding around a table that had four venue employees handing out wristbands. Doesn’t sound like the safest thing in the world. As soon as I got my own wristband, one lady instructed me to “tell people to back up from the table because it’s about to fucking fall over.” Probably the worst part of the whole experience, but seeing the show on the floor was totally worth it.

So we get to the floor at a pretty decent time and we were at a pretty good distance from the stage. The opening act for the tour was Best Coast, and they were alright. I had heard of them before, but never sat down and listened to any of their records. They played ten songs that were on average 2-2.5 minutes almost in the same key for every song. Nothing against that band, because their style is indie-surf rock type music, but it wasn’t the greatest thing that I saw. Green Day, on the other hand, made up for any bullshit that went on beforehand. They took the stage, and started their set with the song “99 Revolutions” as if they haven’t taken a break at all. Every guy was in top form, and I was getting taken back to when I was 9 years old again getting American Idiot (my first ever album). I sang along to every song that I knew the words to — so all of them — without a care in the world that my voice was about to get sore as hell. They had the best light show that I had ever seen, too. The sketchiest part of the show was when I almost got pushed into a mosh pit during the song “Letterbomb,” even though every other song I was five feet away from a pit every other song.

The only mentions of Billie Joe’s rehab stint were during only two songs (“Boulevard of Broken Dreams” and “Minority” to be exact), and to me it wasn’t cheesy at all, because I was just happy to be seeing my heroes performing live. Other cool banter included asking the crowd which older songs that they wanted to hear. Songs included “Disappearing Boy,” “2,000 Light Years Away,” “She,” and “Brain Stew.” The only transition that I thought was weird was going from “Brain Stew” to “St. Jimmy” because of the different tuning between those two songs. Other than that, the set was spotless. And I also enjoyed all of the new songs that they did throw in because there are some really killer songs and Uno, Dos, and Tre.

Getting out of the venue traffic was not as enjoyable as the concert, but the Taco Bell afterwards was. Honestly, I know this is going to be cliche of me to say this, but it really was the best concert that I have ever seen. The reason being is because it was awe-inspiring to see the band that got me into the music that I love today. So to them I say, thank you Green Day, for everything that you mean to me in my life. I cannot wait for the next time that I see you guys again! Oh, and thank you Tim for tagging along with me. It was definitely the best start to a spring break ever.