X AND ROLLINS DAMN

           There were two things working against my seeing one of my favorite bands of all time tonight. There were more working towards it, but I don't feel like talking about those right now. The bigger of the two reasons I am not seeing X and Rollins Band right now is that I am an idiot. I am incapable of comprehending simple inferences. I am incapable of realizing direct correlations between things I have at one time requested and the end result of those requests. I don't remember what the second reason for me missing this show is because the first reason is so damn significant.

           I realized a half an hour ago (around 11:30) that I was to go to see X and Rollins Band for free tonight as per my request to the fine folks at Thirsty Media. I requested this. I asked for this. I did this. Me. In response to my request, I received an e-mail about a week ago stating that I was to be doing a piece on X and Rollins Band. “Pssh!” I actually fucking exclaimed, “I thought they couldn't get me an interview for that!” And so my brain crystallized around this notion that they, clearly, were stupid and had made some sort of error, and that I would have nothing to provide, because… well I don't know why. I don't know what I was thinking a week and a half ago. I hope to bass-fishing Christ I am a smarter person now than I was then. That person seems dangerous, and should probably not be allowed to mix with other humans.

            So here I sit, on a night when I had absolutely nothing to do, realizing that I could have seen one of the best and one of my favorite bands to come out of that initial LA Punk Scene, FOR FREE! Because I had a thought a week and a half ago, and haven't had one since! Be careful of irrational belief. This entire piece could have been avoided had I simply applied some logical thinking to the situation; some analysis. It's easy to understand why there are so many screwy beliefs out there. I probably would have punched someone in the mouth if they told me earlier today that I was supposed to go to the X show tonight. What I really should have done was taken that kind person who never actually came and woke me up from my sleep of reason and hugged and hugged and hugged them. This is how superstition and illogical belief arises people. It doesn't come from thinking about things; it comes from getting an idea in your head and sticking to it. And then before you know it, you've missed one of your favorite bands and you've written a piece about it.