Green Floof (floofinition) – American punk floof (poof) rock band from East Floof, California, winner of multiple Floofies, including Best Poof Album.
In use: “Green Floof won Record of the Year for “Boulevard of Floofen Dreams” in 2004.”
Friday’s Theme Music
Reading news of dysfunctional America, where political leanings can almost be discerned by who is wearing a mask and practicing social distancing, the Green Day song, “American Idiot” flooded the morning’s musical stream.
Written in 2004, the war in Iraq, election of George Dubya Bush and the U.S. political scene inspired “American Idiot”. Seems like we’ve gone from bad to disastrous. But, as always, just when you think you hit rock bottom, some new madness will emerge.
I’m waiting, breath not held, so see what that is. “Welcome to a new kind of tension, all across the alien nation, where everything isn’t meant to be okay.”
Thursday’s Theme Music
Feeling like a bit o’ rut had overtaken me, I sought changes after leaving my writing time. Writing time had been productive and left me with that sense of magic, that anything was possible. Now, walking again, I faced the boring and mundane, the same old shit – trees, house, and streets. My mind is screaming road trip. Get thee somewhere with a fresh view. Been a while, I thought with first world sniveling, months since I’ve gotten away to somewhere else, which is the primary problem with being in a rut.
Out of this, or into this, streamed Green Day’s 1994 offering, “Longview”. Why not? It’s a song all about being bored and doing the same thing hour and hour twenty-four seven.
| Sit around and watch the tube but, nothing’s on Change the channels for an hour or two Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit I’m sick of all the same old shit In a house with unlocked doors And I’m fucking lazy Bite my lip and close my eyes Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving |
Today’s Theme Music
I lifted this one off of my little sister’s FB post. It’s another that I enjoy, and I think it’s perfect to summarize me and my life approach:
Do you have the time?
To listen to me whine
About nothin’ and
Everything all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it
Sometimes I give
Myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind
Plays tricks on me
It all keeps addin’ up
I think I’m crackin’ up
And am I just paranoid?
Am I just stoned?
h/t to Songlyrics.com
I don’t get stoned, just buzzed on beer, wine, and coffee, sometimes simultaneously.
“Basket Case” by Green Day came out in nineteen ninety-four, the year before I retired from the Air Force. I instantly took to those lyrics, driving others crazy as I wandered around singing them. But you only live once, according to our current data set, so sing when you can. That’s my philosophy.
Today’s Theme Music
I’m visiting ‘home’.
The area was home to me for three years, culminating in my high school graduation and subsequent military enlistment. That was childhood’s end. But this is where my wife’s mother resides, so here we are.
Its patchwork roads connect patchwork towns. Old schools have been re-purposed as hopeful enterprises but they already look enervated. As I drive around, noting changes and the lack of change, I’m reminded of cancer. So much of the area strikes me as blighted. Fast food businesses and gas stations dominate with their neon, plastic and bright colors, as the businesses of the last century lay barren beside them, empty and crumbling. It’s sad art, expressing the truth of the area, and America in general.
Remembering ex-classmates, I peer at each face about my age and wonder if I know them. I doubt few of them planned to live a patchwork life, and mock myself for thinking, that because I moved away, I’m living more than a patchwork life.
Out of that cesspool of reflection comes some Green Day. From 2004, ‘Boulevard of Broken Dreams’.
Michael Seidel, writer 