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Friday Fives: Josh Lyford of Foxfires’ five things he’d be bummed to see wiped out in the apocalypse

December 21 2012, 10:36 AM EST By AltPress

We here at AP know you internet denizens love lists. And we know that folks in bands have other interests beyond cranking out decibels. So here’s Friday Fives, a column that solicits a list of five subjects from a number of various rockers.

This week Josh Lyford (pictured, far left) of Foxfired and formerly of Four Year Strong tells us the five things he'd be most upset to see go if the world ends today. 



While I think it would be a sort of weird and morbid privilege to be here when the world ended, I would be bummed that we would be scratching some really great things out of existence. So if we have to go, fine—I'll catch a wave into infinity. Really, though, I would prefer if the planet stays in one piece, at least for now. In no particular order, here are the five things that I would miss the most:

Never again getting to walk through the woods would be awful and I'd feel bad for all the creatures. I try to spend as much time as possible out in the forest and if I don't get to walk around checking out the pine trees and seeing the occasional white-tailed deer, I think I would lose my mind. With that being said, I suppose if the earth did come to some outrageous end time, it really wouldn't matter all that much. I think the gray squirrels would miss me, though.

Almost equally as exciting as catching a glimpse of some wild critter in the forest are those moments when you get to meet a happy, drooling dog. There isn't a whole lot better on this earth than a furry little guy swinging his tail in reckless joy, coming up to give you a sniff and to say hi. If the world were to end, I wouldn't get to scratch a rad German shepherd behind the ears or run around with a husky. I can't curl up with a Boston terrier? No thanks. Now, if there is some sort of puppy heaven that we all go to, then bring on the reckoning.

I just really enjoy beer—from the craft stuff down to the swill, I enjoy it all. Although, I will admit I am more of a stout and porter guy; IPAs don't do a whole lot for me. With that being said, I don't want any of it to go. I am going to attach whiskey here, as well—it’s tasty and effective. Please, universe, don't eradicate booze through an apocalyptic prohibition.

One of the only real constants in my life, my bike has always been there for me. No matter how many times I snap her crank arm or dent her top tube, she is always ready to go for a cruise. Besides, I doubt you can do turndowns and tireslides in eternity.

What would we be without friends? You know, those delightful people who put you to bed when you've had a few too many drinks or pretend to like your band or bring you to the strip club when somebody breaks your heart. I like these people, so unless we get to hang out somewhere once the world ends, I'll be bummed to see 'em go.