Way back in the long-ago days of my freshman year of high school, I was in a band, and this band played a really shitty cover of The Offspring's "The Kids Aren't All Right." I wanted them to make it reggae, but they said "naw, that's dumb." So I said "Fuck you guys, I'll make it myself." So I did. And it was shit.
'Round about my junior year of high school, I was getting the hang of this fancy new piece of equipment I'd just received, called a USB audio interface. So I thought, "Hey, you know that reggae cover of "The Kids Aren't All Right" that I made freshman year? That one was shit, why don't I make it not shit?" So I did, or at least, I tried to. It didn't work.
Last week, I was in the gym, and "The Kids Aren't All Right" started playing on the radio, and I got nostalgic and thought "Man, I remember that cover I made twice. That sure was shit. Why don't I try it again? Third time's a charm, right?" So I did. I'm still not convinced it's not shit, but if it is, it's at least better-sounding shit than the first two times I crapped it out.
When we were young the future was so bright
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big in every beat
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
The kids are grown up but the lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives?
Chances blown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Jamie had a chance, well, she really did
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Mark just stays at home 'cause he's got no job
Just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Jay committed suicide
Brandon OD'ed and died
What the hell is going on?
Cruelest dream, reality
released January 21, 2014
Ian Carlton: vocals, guitar, bass, drums, organ, post
Shishir Bharadwaj's Bass: the bass sound because my bass has active pickups and they were dead