There is nothing like getting into your car after a long sweaty day and hearing Fallout Boy. When that happens it’s like God opening up a hole in the universe, looking down at you and saying “All is well”. It like the best, most satisfying, piece of chocolate anyone has ever tasted. Eight or so years later and still going down smooth.
Okay, here me out on this. I know that it’s probably not cool to still love Fallout Boy when you’re 25. But I don’t believe in guilty pleasure, only regular type.
There is just something about anthems and angst-y music isn’t there? They just get it. And doesn’t matter if you’re 15 or 25. It’s music that lets you be dramatic, lets you be angry, or dizzi-ingly sad. It almost doesn’t matter if the situation is relevant or not. Life IS unfair and sometimes people suck.
I had a rough session with a client today. Being with her made me realize what social work is. Social work carrying around other people’s broken hearts. And the songs I enjoyed the most when I was younger were about broken hearts. How perfectly appropriate.
After I heard the sweet sounds of “Sugar, We’re Goin’ Down”, I decided to listen to Motion City Soundtrack. I stopped at Dashboard only because that CD is all scratched up. (Sadness isn’t a bottomless pit, it’s just a deep hole where Chris Carrabba lives).
No matter what, it was cathartic. I was feeling bad and Fallout Boy fixed it. Good day.