Underground price stamp
07/26/2004 11:16 p.m.
A lot of people try to label each other and place them in categories of music and clothing. Yet my music is so ecclectic that I doubt that I would fully be accepted in one category. My friends are motley crew of degenerates and dreamers, yet I would never ask them to alter their beings to fit my ideals. The saddest thing is that many claim I have the attitude of goth and some the sadness of Emo. The fact is I am neither. I like hard core punk, ska, wee touch of the alternative, big band music, and jazz okay and some waltz dark music. Yet I would never try to categorize myself even though I like girls in tight black and plade skirt outfits that are worn by punks and goths. Yet I wander away from such dark creatures cause they would rather shun me then accept me. They would rather judge me cause I dare not wear clothing from Hot Topics. I do not know when anybody sold out but there is a price tag on every misfit group that stumbles out of the short lived underground.
I am currently Bleh