Despite the fact that I do not enjoy social musical outings anymore, even if I did I know for a fact that I would not consider attending a Soundwave event. I simply cannot stand its crowd. I love all sorts of music, I enjoy looking at desirable band members that would make great lovers for one night though I do not partake in the act of hedonism in polygamic relations, per se, I do enjoy the idea of a music festival, and with Soundwave one does indeed pay for a bargain of a ticket considering the large and varied line-up year after year.
But its crowd is worsening. People have lost touch of how it is to live an alternative lifestyle, how we have fallouts from capitalist society every so often and seek others to lean on, how we abuse ourselves from mental distress and how we walk with our chins planted to our chest-bones in hope that someone out there is willing to place a hand in between and lift us again - no. These people will not be found at Soundwave. In fact, most of the people at Soundwave carry faux personalities and stomp around demanding love without sending any out in return.
Four Soundwave attendees - proven Soundwave attendees, two males and two females, as I was notified upon brief inquisition - traipsed into my father's milk bar in the afternoon, and headed towards the fridge without any form of greeting, though I stood there awaiting one excitedly, as I had been serving people with no personality all day and I had assumed, emphasis on assumed, that these four interesting citizens would fit their automatic stereotypes. Alas, they did not. In fact, the leader, the Moses of the group, had placed a large Kit Kat bar on the counter, and after finding out that there were no Longbeach 30s cigarettes, left the chocolate bar where he placed it and said, "oh, don't worry about it and don't worry about the chocolate either," and turned around and walked out of the shop, taking with him the three absent-minded imbeciles he brought in with him.
Pardon me, but for some reason I am not aware that I am a chocolate bar delivery person. I am not aware that if the customer chooses to no longer buy a product, that I must smile and return it to the shelf myself. I am not aware that I have to go out of my way to slave after a music festival attendee who used his mother's credit card to purchase tickets that he could not afford because he had to purchase the latest coloured pair of Vans shoes so that he could flaunt his feet at Soundwave. And this all brings me to my point - most Soundwave attendees are people of this sort, people that degrade others who do not flow in their musical or social direction.
Out of the 100% of people who attend Soundwave, 20% of people attend for the music itself, taking with them and using their morals and ethical ways of thinking, and 80% of them trod on and sexually molest others in the mosh pits.
Oh, yes, if you are an attendee of Soundwave who does not fit themselves in the descriptions listed above, then please take comfort in the fact that I consider you one of the 20% of people with morals. If you are not, then continue thriving with the other 80% and wear cat jumpers and get your septums pierced and follow on with their destructive trends because it is 'cool'. It is 'rad'. It is 'awesome'. Please know that the rest of your lives will end up in a vicious cycle of music festivals and Red Bull. You are not 'all that'.
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