Red Mosquito

What did you do? Get a Stickman tattoo? Post in the Pit? Write a book about all of their songs? If we’ve got time to tear down our idols, we’ve got time to go with them.


In 11th grade (93-94), we had to write a collection of poems for English. Among mine was one called “Angry Angel” about Ed. It was so bad. So fucking bad. Another was just the lyrics to “Alone.” I chose it because I figured there was no way my teacher had the Maxi “Go” single I paid $12 for at Best Buy in Duluth. I don’t think most of the dudes in class did it because the teacher asked me to submit one of my poems to the school paper. I wanted to go with “Alone,” but I legitimately thought my plagiarism would be exposed. I went with “Angry Angel.” I still remember a senior heckling me in the hall about it. This is a core memory.

tragabigzanda wrote:I posted this before but when I was 14 I used to put on live versions of porch and perform a sort of private interpretative dance where I would imagine myself getting beaten up during the bridge, by imagined punks, but then I’d rise from the ashes to defeat my attackers during the “yeeeaaaaahhhhh yeeeeaaahhh yeeeeaahhhhh…” buildup coming out of the bridge.

Wow

I paid $750 for four tickets across two shows to see Pearl Jam.

if I were there trag, I would have jumped in and help defend you from the imaginary attackers

perhaps with a lightsaber

I paid $600 for 2 tickets.

tragabigzanda wrote:I posted this before but when I was 14 I used to put on live versions of porch and perform a sort of private interpretative dance where I would imagine myself getting beaten up during the bridge, by imagined punks, but then I’d rise from the ashes to defeat my attackers during the “yeeeaaaaahhhhh yeeeeaaahhh yeeeeaahhhhh…” buildup coming out of the bridge.

/thread


Did anyone ever catch you?

tragabigzanda wrote:I posted this before but when I was 14 I used to put on live versions of porch and perform a sort of private interpretative dance where I would imagine myself getting beaten up during the bridge, by imagined punks, but then I’d rise from the ashes to defeat my attackers during the “yeeeaaaaahhhhh yeeeeaaahhh yeeeeaahhhhh…” buildup coming out of the bridge.

That's real right there...Respect

Please post the angry angel poem

Which would have embarrassed you more, your mom walking in on you during your Porch dance or your mom walking in on you masturbating?

great, now I'm horny

E.H. Ruddock wrote:Please post the angry angel poem

If I had it, I promise I would. It was 30 years ago. It’s gone. I was obsessed. I had so many pictures from Circus and Hit Parader taped to the wood-paneled walls in my basement bedroom, my Catholic mom referred to it as a “shrine.”

Yes, I DID get the stickman tattoo on NYE, going into 1995. I followed a local Dallas band, JiBe, who were friends with the Abbruzzese family. In fact, Dave A's brother, Frank, documented the band. When a friend of mine in the band found out about the tattoo, he grinned, walked me over to Frank, and had me show it to him. They both had a great laugh at me for doing EXACTLY what his brother had done. This was very shortly after the firing, so the wound was fresh.

He also gave me a his only copy of PJ at Trees on VHS, to make a copy and give back. I accidentally fucked up his tape, and forever lost the final two songs of that performance. Somehow, I salvaged most of the show, although it was kinda messed up, copied it onto a new VHS, and passed it back to him, as if it was the original.

Needless to say, he was then pretty pissed! I think the f'ed up version is out there, somewhere... Maybe on yt?

wease wrote:Which would have embarrassed you more, your mom walking in on you during your Porch dance or your mom walking in on you masturbating?

I assume one always led into the other.

I was raised in a pro-life household and had this fantasy that I was in the hospital for some noble reason and PJ came to visit me and I managed to convince them that pro-life was the way and at the next PJ concert Ed explained to the crowd his mini-soul searching episode on the topic and that the band came to the conclusion they were wrong about being pro-choice and had seen the light and that all the audience should change their view now too


<walks toward trag for support as though we are in the same boat, trag shudders away like I am some sicko>