My 15 Minutes
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My 15 minutes
by Jimmy from Greensburg, PA
- Juliana Hatfield - Choose Drugs Beautiful Creature
- Ryan Adams - Dear Chicago Demolition
- Belle & Sebastian - The Boy Witth The Arab Strap The Boy With The Arab Strap
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Choose Drugs:
Juliana Hatfield says the same things that everyone feels, only a million times better.
This is one of the many Hatfield songs I relate to personally. I remember my freshman year of college; a friend of mine started dj’ing at a nightclub. He kind of got immersed in that “scene” and eventually his tuition money was going up his arms and nose rather than in his backpack. My friends and I did everything we could to help him – other than dragging him kicking and screaming to the Betty Ford clinic – but ultimately, he lost the fight. It was probably the hardest death I’ve ever dealt with. The last few lines of the song – possibly the saddest words ever set to music – Juliana repeats “I say it’s me or drugs / you choose drugs.” That line really hits me. Hard. It was like, we gave our friend the same ultimatum (without actually posing it to him in those words) and he chose the thing that killed him. I felt so guilty for so long, but finally came to realize his addiction was bigger than me – bigger than him. You can’t help someone who can’t help there self.
Dear Chicago:
Following my freshman year of college, I made these really big, short-lived, and ultimately abandoned plans to move to Chicago. It was probably the first (and sadly last) time I felt super inspired to step outside of my comfort zone. This song reminds me of an open letter to that city. “My life’s gotten simple since/And it fluctuates so much/Happy and sad and back again/I’m not crying out too much.” I often think about Chicago, and how different my life would be if I had followed my original dream. Not necessarily better – just different.
The Boy With The Arab Strap:
I don’t really know the bands significance with this song, but with me, it’s just a good time. It has a killer beat, and it’s just a complete sing-a-long. It reminds me of good old drunken Pittsburgh summers of a couple years ago. “Drinking from noon until noon again,” and “the boy with the filthy laugh.” I know what that’s like, and I know who that dude is.
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