Do you ever just talk out song lyrics, but do it all the time to a point where you just to fuck with people? I do, it’s too much fun. I would always reference “Nice to Know You” by incubus. I was a gigantic fan of Incubus. Both me and my friend Dillon. That was our band. We’d get home from school and crank all of Incubus’ albums. He’d jam on his Uke and I’d try my best Brandon Boyd impression. We grew our love for Incubus and we made an entire wall of art from Brandon Boyd’s work, and all of the band’s pictures. Mike Einziger, DJ Killmore, Ben Kenney, Jose Pasillas and Good ole Dirk Lance and of course Brandon Boyd. We would emulate him in all levels. That’s our fan, our idol.
He still is, but Incubus just doesn’t feel the same as it once did, it doesn’t have us rage with joy, and poetic justice. Perhaps the new turnings for Incubus is experimenting on a whole other level. I respect it, but I sure do miss the days where the fan hood took our lifestyle, and the over played nature of Morning View was like a serene sunset.
The albums, I always had a trouble ranking them because they all held something special, but Morning View is my go-to and Make Yourself was their break-through with Drive, but now I’m finding my post high school self jamming to the likes of S.C.I.E.N.C.E with all the rage. A Crow Left of The Murder held strong points, and felt so political that it worked, all to their advantage, but seeing them live was an unforgettable event.
Over time we graduated, and ended up finding other interests in bands and dabbled in all sorts of things, like filming and making movies. The Little Wooden Monkey has been our biggest success, the first of three that we made.
Dillon also raps and writes. He wrote his first book and currently does book reviews and has come out with numerous albums. He’s the Dill of all trades. His rap name is Rad Dill, and is a big YouTuber. He’s easily the funniest person I’ve ever met.
Beach sesh’s long trips to malls, blue slushy stains on our lips, it was a last call for childish endeavors. The trips to Newbury Comics is what made the trips the fun of it all, spending hours picking and choosing what movies to watch, at a cheap price. He’s in the horror section while I’m looking up some pretentious film or some movie about some stoners or some bull shit like that. That’s how it was.
Same went for music and pop cultured nic-nacs, how cliche. Ha, yeah those were the days, and they’ll happen again.
Just with new memories, and adulthood lives, that will bring a whole other vibe.
Dillon moved to Washington and these trips became no longer, and I’ve been trying to excel in numerous things, like writing, and been studious at college. The future holds some bright things. Never give up, and we will reunite.
Cult Crap and Classics 