Hello folks,
Sorry about the delay in posts lately. I have been in the process of moving out-of-state and another contributor to the site and his wife just had their second baby boy…congratulations. With that out of the way I would like to present my first B.O.B. post, this one being bottom of the barrel. So, I just moved from the Northwest down to SoCal (I also went to college in LA as well) and I have quite an idea of how their scenes are different music wise. The Northwest to me has always had a cool underground scene. Growing up in the Nirvana/grunge years in the Northwest definitely impacted my music tastes. LA and Southern California in general are just so crowded and have a lot of the spotlight most of the time that anything coming out of there always seemed so glam. I’m sure there are plenty of great underground musicians coming out of and striving in SoCal but because Hollywood is so, well……Hollywood that no cares to notice. Seattle and the Northwest always had the alternative to what LA was about, which was a good thing. Having said that there are some bad habits that lurk even in the dark corners of the Northwest. One of those that I have noticed in recent years has been the need by at least one person in any dive bar in and around Seattle to play AC/DC. If you walk into any out of the way dive and sit down you will hear at least one AC/DC song within an hour. I actually like AC/DC and I don’t mind hearing them every once in a while. I still get a kick out of showing people my Angus duck walk impression (which he stole from Chuck Berry by the way). Hearing them every time I go drinking with my friends though, not so much. It’s not just the older generation either. I see 22 and 23 year olds throwing their loose change into the jukebox to hear “Thunderstuck” or “Big Balls.” It’s as if the irony of “Big Balls,” never gets old with these people. Literally it’s like going out with your friends and your best buddy tells the same couple of jokes every time. I just cant find the humor in it anymore. Those folks in the Northwest though love their “Big Balls,” over and over and over again. So this is to you Northwest, once-an-hour, AC/DC fans; welcome to the bottom of the barrel!!!!!!
Who's got old balls? He's got old balls!!!
