I Was Here.
I was surfing the internet, doing the usual searching random things on Google, Flickr or Youtube. I happened upon this video by searching “Boat House Norfolk” on Youtube. It’s very funny to me, I went to this show with Justin. We went to see Primus, I think it was first (of three or four) times I saw Primus in concert. Buck-O-Nine was opening for them.
This video is five and a half minutes, and very painful to get through. I wouldn’t recommend it. As I listen I just laugh, because of remembering the show. We had to listen to like an hour of this crap. Folks were running around booing “suck-o-nine”. The deck out back on the water was jammed with Primus fans trying to get as far away from this noise as possible. The beer garden was probably filled with people drowning the sound away their ability to care. Justin was wearing a South Park shirt, which was in it’s first season. Tons of folks said stuff to him very enthusiastically - mostly since Les Claypool wrote and performed the theme song. Primus made up for it though, I love seeing Les Claypool perform.
I miss those days. I long to be 18 again, to get in my $150 Renault with it’s $3,000 stereo, go through OV to pick up Justin, and go to the boathouse to see an awful band open up for a band like Primus. Instead I’m almost 30, drive a car that I love because it’s paid for, and make plans for two days to go to a diner for pancakes. No more Renault. No more folk’s house. No more boathouse. No more putting pancakes in my lap to spread butter on each one on the plate at 1am at least twice weekly. No more Sleeper faction.
What the hell happened?
EDIT: I just had to put a live Primus video on here…
Our first loan(s) happened. Our checking account opened. Our tastes got more sophisticated and we started to believe we really did need and deserve those things in life. Pancakes turned to steaks and sushi wraps. Beer turned into a “a good room temp. import.” The cool thing? Primus never changed.
A BLAST FROM THE PAST HUH?
Well Powerman 5000 was the other opening act and that first album of theirs was pretty fun.. but I am embarrassed to admit that in a way. Hindsight is not always 20/20.
I don’t see why we can’t go to more shows now, why we can’t eat pancakes (look how close I live to an IHOP, Donut Dinette AND Charlie’s Cafe for crying out loud!), why I can’t get a tattoo of the “breakfast jolly roger” on my shoulder (sunny side up egg skull with bacon mouth and fork and spoon crossbones).
The early teens, I think, are a time for most people where they are the most insane that they will be in their lives. There’s just too much going on chemically to keep track of. Nothing makes sense, clothes don’t fit, you can’t control anything about yourself or your life, you can’t stop thinking about sex (even when you don’t want to). As you approach your 20’s, things start to settle down and, by your mid-20’s, I think most normal people become the biggest a-holes that they will be in their lives, because, they think they’ve got it all figured out now, but really its just that these are the first times we’re able to string some thoughts together and actually take college classes we are interested in, get jobs we half-way like and not live with our parents.
30 is a liberating year for someone who spends their 20’s feeling like they are “getting old.” Fine. So now I’m 30. So now I am old and only getting older. Now everything stupid that I do has crossed the line from childish and puerile to downright INAPPROPRIATE.. how much more fun is that!?