Everclear
is my favorite band. Listening to their songs and letting
them numb my mind in times of pain have kept me down
to Earth, or if you would excuse my being cliché,
kept me in my depth. I have listened to almost every
song Everclear has recorded and became overpowered by
emotion. I have a deep personal connection with these
songs and don’t want anyone else to hear them.
I would be fine if I only had my albums and no one else
had heard of them. I almost feel repulsed that there
are people out there who like MY BAND! And would be
so mean to me as to make their own website that gave
me important information about this thing I love so
much. The nerve of these people, who heard of making
a tribute to something you love? Unless you are mentally
incapable of understanding sarcasm, as many of you are,
one can tell I am being sarcastic. But the truth is
I hate sharing my band. I wish I was Art Alexakis. I
wish that only us fans who listen to the entire album
would get Slow Motion Daydream. I don’t think
that regular assholes that liked IWBYANL or Father of
Mine and bought SMFTA deserve to hear SMD. I have a
big connection with Volvo Driving Soccer Mom and I will
be very upset if I ever hear it on the radio or know
the person I connect it with has heard the song. I also
think that the only college radio stations that actually
play music their DJs choose (like KCRW is where else
but Santa Monica) should be allowed to play music. I
hate hearing my band on MTV, VH-1 (although it is less
evil than MTV), and stations like Star-98.7. Yes I do
live in Southern California and I hate most people that
live here because they are stupid. If you are a (I’m
quoting, kind of) blonde, bland, republican (by the
way I’m not knocking on conservatives, just the
ex-porn stars) that is shallow, stupid, drive an SUV,
and like bands such as Yellowcard or New Found Glory
you should not be listing to Everclear. By my very nature
I cannot like you (I’m bitter, cynical, and jaded
you see) and you are of no worth to me. But I am very
glad there was someone named Jeremy Cooper to tell me
that there was an album called World of Noise, that
www.hungryandhollow.com
wasn’t a website for TV dinners, and for giving
me those great live CDs. So I guess this is my way of
trying to be an Überfan. Those of you that hate
me and wish to kill me, my home address can be gotten
through written submissions at atcavage@yahoo.com.
