Listening to Blink 182 is a lot like hanging out with a 17 year old boy, too, with such great albums as Dude Ranch and Enema of the State, and uh, Take Off You Pants and Jacket. That one went over my head for a while, but I got it eventually. I'll be the first to admit, if sophomoric humor is done with stitches of actual wit, what's not to like? Puns and stroke jokes? Maybe that is why I want to be a linguistics major.
Despite the seriousness of their most recent works, I would love to see them live in hopes of a few good dick gags along with a few of the gems that got me through Junior High. I would also love to hear their more serious works, as they prove despite the poop-humor, they are actually fantastic song writers. I have a friend who's going to see them with MCR and invited me along, but the teething, expensive creature rolling at my feet, be damned! I'm (literally) looking at you, daughter. Aw, she blew raspberry at me. I love her again.
Adorable side tracks aside, I can remember my first encounter with Blink outside of the radio. I was in 4th or 5th grade and my cousin and I had stolen her older sister's Enema CD booklet to read the dirty, dirty lyrics and giggle. I didn't actually HEAR any of the songs for months after that, but I was taken with "Wendy Clear" and "Going Away to College" which still remain among my favorites. What followed was a complete juvenile love affair. Because of that love affair, I never would have researched into who they toured with and influenced them. By the time I was in high school, I was immersed in this "punk" business I know and love. The self-titled album came out and I was smitten all over again, even though admitting to liking Blink was a HUGE faux pas in the oddly intimidating Rhinelander punk scene. Yes, a town of 8,000 had/has a punk scene. We also have had packs of juggalos before they were cool to make fun of them too. Anyway, despite the serious Blink haters, I wore my over-sized black Blink 182 t-shirt for my school picture my freshman year. The lisping fashionista who took the photo made fun of me the whole time. I'm scowling in the picture in all my glorious teenage angst.
The break-up seriously bothered me, but I feel I saw it coming, or I'm just making that up in retrospect. Angel and Airwaves was kind of cool, +44 was even cooler, and...Travis Barker's reality stints passed me by, but it was no Blink. The reunion was enough to get my lady aparts a-twitter, my mouth a-jabberin', and my fiancee a-taunting. ("Dude Ranch is the only album that matters!")
I'm SO excited to hear more, so excited for Lacey's mere potential to go the concert, and so excited for my heroes. In conclusion, here is a song that isn't Blink 182, but has all the members in it, for the sake of blog-title related mind-fuckery.
