HERES SOME BORING SHIT THAT WON'T MEAN SHIT TO YOU SUCKA!!

HERES SOME BORING SHIT THAT WON'T MEAN SHIT TO YOU SUCKA!!

Back in October of 2000, there was a show at the Wellfleet Elementary School. During The Hubris'set(who were one of the original bands of our high skool generation and I liked them a lot, but oh no, they are street punk, am I allowed to like that?) I saw some kid with a ridiculouslly big mohawk who I had seen at shows before. My first thought was, is he a Casualtie?? Then as I got closer I realized the kid was just some sXe punker from Chatham they called Sean. I talked to him for a quick sec, then nothing happened. Then in May, I, against my own personal will, was brought to Sean's house for practice with Dave from ADD and Harry who had been a friend of mine for a good time then. They had originally planned to have me and Dave switch off bass and vocals, and play good ol fashioned hardcore(pre youthcrew style). But at that first practice, we wrote our first sone ever. Once that song was done, I had ruined everything. My shitty screaming voice brought a more thrash/noise sound to the music, and therefore the song was given the title Raping Jake(cause it sounded like I was getting raped). We walked away happy from that practice, and many more to come. One soon after, we came up with the name xDAYLIGHTx, and that was the official start of the downfall of music. We finally got a show, playing second at Juice-a-pollooza, some shitty festival that nobody showed up for. The Big Dumb Jerks(who should be playing our last show cause they are all our friends) played first at that show, and the four of them made up almost all of our 9 person audience. That day we met Paul from Bedroom of Doom records(which was at that time, and still should be called, Skate Squad records). Our first show, and we were already on a label. It turns out someone actually was into that style music(I dont know why) and they liked us enough to want to distribute our shit. So our next step was to record something and this is getting really really boring so lets skip ahead to the fun shit. Ok, so we played some shows with some bands, then Jake went away, then we turned into a reality rap group for a while. Seeing is how we were raised on the hard streets of Cape Crap, we decided it was our destiny to rap about it. But when Jake got back, we decided to get some more punk shit together. We played some more shows, played with ourselves, and practiced a lot. In late June we put out our first real recording entitled . Pretty fucking hardcore name wouldnt you say. We soon dropped the x's on the sides of DAYLIGHT and realized that when we first typed it out, the caps lock button was stuck down, so we fixed that minor error and the name officially became Daylight. Just cause we dropped the x's doesnt mean that we werent sXe anymore, but it gave us more room to experiment with acid and weed while drinking before every show. You know, just seeing what all the hype was about. So this came to our last show before our last show. I was enslaved by the town of Wellfleet, and couldnt make it to practice. We sucked more than usual at that show, and that made us realize it was time to give up. So thats the reason we are ending......ok ok ok, I know thats the short version of the end, lets see what really happened. Ok, lets start with Davey. Dave throughout the years has had many mohawks/chaos spikes and other extreme hair styles. Since he is dirty and doesnt shower, all the glue built up over time and crept into his brain. He's now a vegetable, and cant remember any of the songs. Pretty ironic for someone how hates vegetarians. Harry's story is just as sad. It starts off nice though. He moved into a new house and hooked his record player up to some very nice speakers. Sounds alright.....but its not. Instead of listening to those records that make you feel sooo hardcore and positive, he listened to a bunch of screamo and went into a long crying fit. Actually, it went so long that his lungs were flooded with water, actually tears, and he's been in the hospital on life support. Its a sad thing isnt it(screamo or harry?). Sean had a couple of things affecting him. He got a pet weasle and brought it with him everywhere. His new best friend seemed to be taking away time from the crew....not to mention that when he was with the crew, he would lecture us about how to be posi-idols and have a PMA. We couldnt deal with it so we locked him and his weasle in a room for the rest of their lives and we are forcing them to listen to GG Allin and watch movies like How High and Half Baked. I on the other am a sellout. I am selling all of my hardcore memorabelia and punk stuff( wait, isnt hardcore and punk basically the same thing, cause i thought it was) and moving to the mountains. I'm gonna become a hermit and never listen to music again, because I've seen what happens to you and others when your in a band......oh yeah, one more thing. Before Dave turned a veggie(litterally) and Harry drowned his lungs and Sean just plain got wierd( I mean, he brought a weasle around with him), and before I sold out, we all personally terminated Sanity Lost and their band of groupie whores....at least we did the scene one favor.