THE PAST IS STILL HAPPENING...I'M JUST NOT THERE.
I'm hung over from consuming copious amounts of alcohol last night and I'm coming down from the high of living my past for a night. I haven't been to a punk show in Brisbane for 2 and a half years, from the age of 14 I was consumed by the Brisbane punk scene, it was my life, I lived and breathed "East Brissie Punx oi oi". Every other night was either a gig at "The Jube" or "The Aussie Nash" or we just sat around our house in the heart of East Brisbane and played music loud enough to deafen our neighbours while drinking VB and smoking buckets from "the tropical lagoon" the name we affectionately gave our bucket bong because in summer it turned our house into a humid hell whole and also attracted mosquito's. I sang in several bands, had the mohawk that was almost as tall as I was and I loved every fucking minute of it. I didn't care that the house we lived in was a kitchen sink and working plumbing away from being a squat, I didn't care that Tom and I spent what little money we had on cheap booze , ciggi's and 'green'....we had a lot of fun.
Tom and I dropped out of the scene after an incident involving someone who I thought was a friend..I thought I knew her but it turned out I didn't know her at all - it must have been tiring for her to wear that mask for so many years because her real personality started to show, she started to slip up when she was drinking or in a mood and showed the poison she really was. Being the loyal friend, I stupidly sided with her after she did some pretty fucked up things to our housemates and in the process lost a lot of friends and well...everything I had known as my world up until that point. Tom, myself and this girl moved into the house I'm currently living in, that was 3 years ago. I tried for a while to act as though I didn't feel that I had made the wrong decision, but the more this girl showed her true colours, the more I resented her. The situation came to a head one day and we had a huge fight and she moved out, 6 months later Tom and I got married and we have lived here ever since.
In the last 2 years Tom and I have pretty much kept to ourselves, we have a few close friends that we would catch up with every now and then but apart from that we didn't really want to make friends with people for fear of being burnt again. When Tom joined the Army I was still a recluse untill I joined SG and started hanging out with Daeos , Tez, Dah, Lockeblade, Helly, e1e, just_timmo, and luckychucks (love you all). Tez, Colin and I went to a gig last thursday night and after the gig I ran into an old friend who told me his band was playing on the weekend and that I should come check them out. So I asked Colin if he wanted to go to a gig (I asked Tez as well but she is currently a walking germ factory and was too sick to come out
) and Colin said yes so we went. At this gig I ran into another old friend whose band was playing and we watched them play and then he told us he was playing in his other band straight after at the afore mentioned venue "The Jube"(the band that I grew up going to gigs to see and hang around with <3 ) so there was no way I was going to miss this because it was the first time they had played after breaking up 3 years ago. We piled into Colins car and drove to The Jube and Dave (the guy in the band) and his friend went inside while Colin and I finished our cigs outside. I started to get a funny feeling in my gut ( and no it wasn't due to the 4 Corona's I had already downed in the 30 mins before ) it was because I knew I would know just about everyone there....I was about to walk straight into my past.
It hit me hard and fast - all of a sudden I was a teenager again, surrounded by familiar faces, the smell of beer, sweat, stale ciggarette smoke that clings to the leather of the uniform studded leather jacket, and hairspray, gel, glue and whatever other sticky crap we could find to keep our hawks up. My old life is apparently still there, without me, but it is most definitely still there , the people wont/don't/haven't changed, I'm not sure if this is sad, comforting or a combination of the the two- same people, same bands, same music, same dramas, same fun, same bullshit, same reasons I left that life behind and same reasons I wish I was still there. It was nice to visit the old me again, I haven't seen her in a while but there she was, the trashy little punk chick is definitely still in me. I had the best night I have had in a verrrry long time, I met up with a lot of old friends, i got wasted (as a few lucky people got to witness in chat when I got home...sorry guys) I was drunk, I was happy, I was myself again. I missed me...I hope I'm back to stay.
phew....that was long...i think i need a nap. love you all.
I'm hung over from consuming copious amounts of alcohol last night and I'm coming down from the high of living my past for a night. I haven't been to a punk show in Brisbane for 2 and a half years, from the age of 14 I was consumed by the Brisbane punk scene, it was my life, I lived and breathed "East Brissie Punx oi oi". Every other night was either a gig at "The Jube" or "The Aussie Nash" or we just sat around our house in the heart of East Brisbane and played music loud enough to deafen our neighbours while drinking VB and smoking buckets from "the tropical lagoon" the name we affectionately gave our bucket bong because in summer it turned our house into a humid hell whole and also attracted mosquito's. I sang in several bands, had the mohawk that was almost as tall as I was and I loved every fucking minute of it. I didn't care that the house we lived in was a kitchen sink and working plumbing away from being a squat, I didn't care that Tom and I spent what little money we had on cheap booze , ciggi's and 'green'....we had a lot of fun.
Tom and I dropped out of the scene after an incident involving someone who I thought was a friend..I thought I knew her but it turned out I didn't know her at all - it must have been tiring for her to wear that mask for so many years because her real personality started to show, she started to slip up when she was drinking or in a mood and showed the poison she really was. Being the loyal friend, I stupidly sided with her after she did some pretty fucked up things to our housemates and in the process lost a lot of friends and well...everything I had known as my world up until that point. Tom, myself and this girl moved into the house I'm currently living in, that was 3 years ago. I tried for a while to act as though I didn't feel that I had made the wrong decision, but the more this girl showed her true colours, the more I resented her. The situation came to a head one day and we had a huge fight and she moved out, 6 months later Tom and I got married and we have lived here ever since.
In the last 2 years Tom and I have pretty much kept to ourselves, we have a few close friends that we would catch up with every now and then but apart from that we didn't really want to make friends with people for fear of being burnt again. When Tom joined the Army I was still a recluse untill I joined SG and started hanging out with Daeos , Tez, Dah, Lockeblade, Helly, e1e, just_timmo, and luckychucks (love you all). Tez, Colin and I went to a gig last thursday night and after the gig I ran into an old friend who told me his band was playing on the weekend and that I should come check them out. So I asked Colin if he wanted to go to a gig (I asked Tez as well but she is currently a walking germ factory and was too sick to come out
) and Colin said yes so we went. At this gig I ran into another old friend whose band was playing and we watched them play and then he told us he was playing in his other band straight after at the afore mentioned venue "The Jube"(the band that I grew up going to gigs to see and hang around with <3 ) so there was no way I was going to miss this because it was the first time they had played after breaking up 3 years ago. We piled into Colins car and drove to The Jube and Dave (the guy in the band) and his friend went inside while Colin and I finished our cigs outside. I started to get a funny feeling in my gut ( and no it wasn't due to the 4 Corona's I had already downed in the 30 mins before ) it was because I knew I would know just about everyone there....I was about to walk straight into my past.It hit me hard and fast - all of a sudden I was a teenager again, surrounded by familiar faces, the smell of beer, sweat, stale ciggarette smoke that clings to the leather of the uniform studded leather jacket, and hairspray, gel, glue and whatever other sticky crap we could find to keep our hawks up. My old life is apparently still there, without me, but it is most definitely still there , the people wont/don't/haven't changed, I'm not sure if this is sad, comforting or a combination of the the two- same people, same bands, same music, same dramas, same fun, same bullshit, same reasons I left that life behind and same reasons I wish I was still there. It was nice to visit the old me again, I haven't seen her in a while but there she was, the trashy little punk chick is definitely still in me. I had the best night I have had in a verrrry long time, I met up with a lot of old friends, i got wasted (as a few lucky people got to witness in chat when I got home...sorry guys) I was drunk, I was happy, I was myself again. I missed me...I hope I'm back to stay.
phew....that was long...i think i need a nap. love you all.
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Not too long before you and Tez leave.