Got a broke down engine, but you're not losing any speed
Look, I used song lyrics in the title, just like Joey. There is a supermarket next to the high school I went. Of course it's not really a high school, but I'm not going into the details of the German education system right now. What you need to know is that the school had grades 5-13, and that in grades 11-13, you had a lot more freedom and were treated as more of an adult than in the other grades. Teachers would still call you by their first name, but use the more formal "Sie" to address you. Which is another German peculiarity I'm not going into right now. Anyway, before grade 11 you were not allowed to leave school grounds during school hours, but starting with grade 11 you were. Which meant that in grade 11, you were allowed to go that supermarket and buy whatever you wanted, i.e. chips, soda and chocolate, and eat it as part of your lunch. It was also a great way to kill periods where you didn't have any classes. There was no such thing as study hall in the school I went to. If you were caught going to the supermarket when you were in a grade below 11, you would be in trouble. I don't remember ever being caught or getting in trouble. I think it depended on the teacher that was supervising during the break you went in.
Anyway, the supermarket is pretty much like Wal-Mart and they sell almost everything. And they also have a music department where you can get CDs. Mostly Top 40 stuff and general mainstream, but still worthwhile having a look every once in a while. And one day in the bargain bin, I found Mudhoney's "My Brother the Cow" for an unbelievably cheap 5DM. I had never heard any Mudhoney songs when I got it, only heard the name and thought that no matter how bad this CD is, it's worth getting for the price. Around the same time, I don't wanna say the same day because it might be lie, I bought a CD there for full price, which was around 30DM. I was into hip-hop quite a bit at the time, but I never really stopped listening to other genres. This had to do with the realization that when I would listen to just hip-hop for a while, for whatever reason, there was some kind of void, that could be filled with a good dose of Metallica or maybe some punk rock. But I digress. So I also bought "Vendetta" by Mic Geronimo, after reading a enthusiastic review in a magazine and being surprised to see it in our supermarket, for the regular price. And guess what, Mic Geronimo totally sucked, the worst kind of rap music, and "My Brother the Cow" has become one of my favorite albums ever. If you even that out, I still got a good deal, but it's just so ironic. I end up loving the crapshot, and pretty much loathing the music I paid good money for. Go figure. And even though I really like "My Brother the Cow", I never got any other stuff by Mudhoney. Maybe I'm afraid it would be a letdown.
Labels: music, reviews, uninteresting