I occassionally get weirded out when other people get weirded out when I use the term skanking. I forget that not everyone knows what that means …but the real question is why don’t they know what it means?
WHY DOES ANYBODY LISTEN TO ANYTHING THAT’S NOT THEM?
I’m finding it frustrating more than anything lately that I hardly take a liking to the singers in ska bands. I dig the music, until it’s time for words. I want more to listen to, but I can’t find any vocals that are pleasing to my ears…
Something I’m hella grateful I ever got the opportunity to do;
attend a ska show with my boyfriend. Nothing can ever surpass that memory. I’m bouncing through the halls at school drowning everything out with the sound of Streetlight and remembering being shoved up against the barrier, jumping around, shirtless wet and sweaty guys on all sides dancing and going insane, but every once in a while his hand would find mine and he’d wrap himself up around me from behind going crazy to the music. One of those nights where the party’s so tight you don’t even need an after party. Just hopped in the shower, and curled up and passed out together when we got home.