Take me out to the bloggame.
Last year, we decided to have each department at AP -- art, editorial, advertising and circulation -- put together a party for the rest of the company every quarter. And although we were two months late with our execution (blame the AP Tour!), editorial finally threw ours tonight in the form of a picnic and baseball game between the Indians and Texas Rangers. We ended up losing 13-9 (and the game took, like, 15 hours to end -- Tim and I actually skated at the top of the ninth, our butts were numb from the bleachers), but it was awesome to have almost everyone from the office come out, munch on some hot dogs, drink a few brews (bottled water for me, thanks) and crack jokes for a few hours.
Of course, out of all 20 or so of us, I was the only moron to wear shorts in 50-degree weather. So I was a bit on the chilly side the whole night. (Thank goodness for delicious funnel cake to keep me warm!)
Towards the end of the game, a familiar song came over the PA: P.O.D.'s "Alive." In case you don't remember what it sounds like, check the video:
I was never one for rap-rock/nu metal/whatever you want to call it (the amount of Korn and Limp Bizkit CDs in my collection has steadily remained at zero my entire life), but I always had a soft spot for this song, especially its chorus. I told Tim this tonight while it was playing and he just sort of looked at me funny, but you know something? Whatever. Music is music. If it hits you in that certain way which makes you excited to be hearing it, then who cares what it sounds like? I'm certainly not going to rush out and buy Satellite tomorrow (besides, knowing Tim's CD collection, he already owns it and I could just rip it from him), but for a minute or so tonight, my mind jumped back seven years to when this song first came out, and it just made me smile a little.
Spooky side note: Did you know that P.O.D. album came out on September 11? Like, the September 11? Kinda weird when you think about the lyrics to the song.
Okay, I've definitely exceeded my annual amount of "giving credibility to nu-metal bands" word count, so don't expect much more of that on here (although maybe I could turn this blog into a "Remember that awesome '90s one-hit wonder?"-themed journal where I reminisce about Smash Mouth's first album, how awesome Harvey Danger was and still is, why Semisonic was totally underrated and the time I saw Mark McGrath from Sugar Ray get struck by lightning). My parents are coming into Cleveland tomorrow (well, technically today, I guess) to help me do some housework, and presumably buy me groceries and put gas in my car. Not much changes from college, really.
Of course, out of all 20 or so of us, I was the only moron to wear shorts in 50-degree weather. So I was a bit on the chilly side the whole night. (Thank goodness for delicious funnel cake to keep me warm!)
Towards the end of the game, a familiar song came over the PA: P.O.D.'s "Alive." In case you don't remember what it sounds like, check the video:
I was never one for rap-rock/nu metal/whatever you want to call it (the amount of Korn and Limp Bizkit CDs in my collection has steadily remained at zero my entire life), but I always had a soft spot for this song, especially its chorus. I told Tim this tonight while it was playing and he just sort of looked at me funny, but you know something? Whatever. Music is music. If it hits you in that certain way which makes you excited to be hearing it, then who cares what it sounds like? I'm certainly not going to rush out and buy Satellite tomorrow (besides, knowing Tim's CD collection, he already owns it and I could just rip it from him), but for a minute or so tonight, my mind jumped back seven years to when this song first came out, and it just made me smile a little.
Spooky side note: Did you know that P.O.D. album came out on September 11? Like, the September 11? Kinda weird when you think about the lyrics to the song.
Okay, I've definitely exceeded my annual amount of "giving credibility to nu-metal bands" word count, so don't expect much more of that on here (although maybe I could turn this blog into a "Remember that awesome '90s one-hit wonder?"-themed journal where I reminisce about Smash Mouth's first album, how awesome Harvey Danger was and still is, why Semisonic was totally underrated and the time I saw Mark McGrath from Sugar Ray get struck by lightning). My parents are coming into Cleveland tomorrow (well, technically today, I guess) to help me do some housework, and presumably buy me groceries and put gas in my car. Not much changes from college, really.
posted by Scott Heisel at
12:00 AM
3 Comments:
i do believe your blog is my favorite!
what with its helpful hints on concerts and your walks down music memory lane
these blogs were a good idea and it gives me something to do with my random boredness through the day
You are totally right. A few years ago, I had the mindset like "Oh, that's popular, I can't listen to that," or "oh, that's too pop-punky for my 'indie' tastes," but then I realized that hey -- if it appeals to me in some way, why should I avoid it just because of it's label? So now I listen to Lupe Fiasco's "Superstar" and quite enjoy it, and the Starting Line's newest CD was one of my most listened to on iTunes for a long time.
Eh. Not sure if I should say this but I actually bought that P.O.D. album when it came out on 9/11. Is that bad? It could be considered bad on two levels. One, I bought a P.O.D. album. And two, I did it when the world was being destroyed. It's something I can live with though so I'm not afraid to admit it.
And it's a shame the Indians lost the game you got to see. I picked them to go to the World Series. With a little hope, my Royals can make it (in the next five years).
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