Actually, it began the summer of 1994.
Lollapalooza.
I was eighteen.
A road trip across the state of Washington.
A first real taste of freedom.
... but not the story I'm telling today.
20 years... so many memories.
In 2004 I was reintroduced to Green Day.
I used to listen to American Idiot on Napster.
Napster...
Although the album Dookie introduced me to Green Day, American Idiot spoke to me on a personal level.
I'm not going to do a song by song analysis.
It's silly and everyone interprets lyrics differently.
I have memories attached to them all.
Wake Me Up When September Ends always makes me think of my father.
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| Broadway Idiot |
Music can be an escape.
... cathartic.
We identify with the lyrics.
... or get lost in the music.
I recently watched Broadway Idiot on Netflix.
I loved it!
It was emotional for me.
... and it has led to pondering.
Happiness is fleeting.
This I know.
I think as humans, we get the idea if we go somewhere else, we will be someone else.
I can’t explain this.
... this need to escape one's self.
To not dwell.
To be in the present moment.
I struggle...
I am no stranger to loss.
I can make believe it doesn't bother me.
... it hurts.
I am angry.
I am bitter.
I am lonely.
I have listened to the song Jesus of Suburbia obsessively.
... for ten years.
I feel this song could be my life anthem.
... loss of faith.
... self-doubt.
... detachment.
... avoidance.
... self-destruction.
... the need to belong.
The emotion expressed in Broadway Idiot would have been amazing to see in person.
I imagine I would have cried.
Nathan and I went to NYC for his birthday in 2011.
... a whole different story.
... perhaps to be told at some other time.
After watching Broadway Idiot, I'm a little sad I missed the opportunity to see it live in NYC.
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| American Idiot on Broadway, February 2011, NYC |
I think even if you were never a fan, there's a memory attached to at least one of their songs.
Some of my favorite Green Day songs
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