in Suburban Florida 1995
Burford was born with a drumbeat and a sophomoric chant in a highschool library
. Some say it ended with the same the same horrible beat and an even sillier irritating mantra
. Some things don't really end though.
The philosophy of the band lay mostly in the mind of William Maier
, a high-shcool junior
at the time, who was quickly growing tired of the deteriation of reality
as he knew it. To retaliate against this seemingly unstoppable process, he attempted to expunge his evil demons in the method most favorable among post-adoloescent people of mid-last decade of the 20th century
: be in a shitty rock band
. With the advent of shitty guitar technique and the popularity of Nirvana
and other seemingly 'indie
' things, Will figured three chords and the truth
was the way to go. Music had alway been a powerful medium, and the guitar-drums-bass-vocals set up had been the most effective vehicle for idea transmission in his immediate social strata. White kids
had little else to do than collect plastic music disks and occasionally mow their lawn. And of course drive their dad's Lexus
es to school while complaining about their drug-affected sex-confused lives while wearing Gap grunge-wear
Nary a youth
of this time hadn't had mediocre dime store philosophizing indelibly inked to their subconscious by the transmission of sound waves, and the seemingly new (to the mainstream) combination of simple chord progressions coupled with unbridled screaming of true(-ly) angst
(-ridden) lyrics had an amazing grip on impressionable
14, 15, and 16 year olds. Music of this meaning and magnitude created a heightened emotional response in its listeners. These resultant emotions caused intelligent and deep-thinking youths to meditate and consider the songs' ideas & lyrics
. To many, the only rational conclusion was that feelings of this magnitude must bear heavy, universal meaning. Many took this meaning to be a deep TRUTH
. Many attempted to share these truths with others, who happened to not have heard the music in the same context. Confusion
on the hands of the youth
ensued, and so on and so on.
The part of the problem facing this particular generation of smart
new-people was that those around them who were greater in age had already had
their truths shown to them. Most of them had heard it from Yes or The Who or Blue Oyster Cult or whatever and had been through the experience of attaching youthful idealism
to music/trivial cultural events long ago. Understandably, they were no longer in the mood for ideas
to be tossed around by 'Wow'-ing teenagers, and the youth turned to lots of drugs and sex with each other
So, understandably, they couldn't understand.
Why a standardized version of this truth has yet to be reached will be discussed later on in this account.
(end of part one).