365 project,"i went to a whore, he said my life's a bore, so quit my whining cause it's bringing her down"

183.

Artist: Green Day
Album: Dookie

It is my opinion that 1994’s Dookie and J.A.R. from the soundtrack to the movie Angus are the only decent things that Green Day has ever spewed out.

The trite garbage they produce now makes my ears bleed within seconds of realizing they are being accosted by such drivel. It pains me in the moments that I have no choice but to sit through a more modern Green Day tune, but I didn’t always have such a deep-seated hate for this band.

1994, as I have said before, was my favorite year for music. Lots of stuff that came out that year still finds itself being spun regularly for me in 2011. In some ways, I never really did grow up beyond 14-year-old me. I don’t know why that is, and its something that bugs me to no end, but that’s a conversation for another blog entirely. Anyway, I remember being so excited when Dookie came out, because hey, we got to say Dookie, and poop and fart jokes were funny (look at me saying “were” like I don’t still laugh at this stuff now.)

I can’t remember if it was the first time I had ever heard this album, but I’m pretty sure it was. A few of us were hanging out in my friend Bob’s bedroom and he pulled this album out of a stack of stuff sitting on his shelf. We all listened to the same radio station, so at this point we had all heard the single, but he was amazed with a the hidden track at the end of the song, called “all by myself” and he wanted the rest of us to hear it. Of course, at 14, a song about masturbation might have been the funniest thing we could have ever heard, and if I remember correctly, we may have walked around singing it in school for a few days after we heard it. Afterall, we were just coming into our own around this time.

There are songs on this album that I can tolerate. There are songs on this album that I might actually like. But I never upgraded from cassette to CD on this one, so if I really wanted to listen to it, id have to listen on spotify like I did tonight, or borrow my mom’s CD, which is kind of weird. Not the borrowing of her CD’s, but the borrowing of her Green Day Cd. She owns more Green Day than I do, which I guess is easy, as I own none.