11:24am
6th February 2012
my little goodbye to thursday
when i first heard the band’s going hiatus, it meant as much as the chorus from asleep in a chapel…these are indeed the symptoms of letting go. and so it stops. today.
my first thursday moment was in 2002.standing on the edge of summer played on NU107. i was acting all cool with my cigarette and rice in a box in a billiard hall in malate decked in my UST C.A. uniform and my black nu metal pants from girbaud as my excuse for school slacks. i’m sure you’re familiar with the feeling of “what is this song?”…and that’s exactly what happened. i intently listened to every part of the song, until it faded to the intro of 311’s amber. but none of the djs mentioned who the band was. but i was damn sure that the song was brought to you by pepsi blue. and every time around 5pm to 6pm i’d listen to NU just to hear a glimpse of that song. but it was never played again…and then it’s gone forever. for days i’ve been scouring in mirc chatrooms and yahoogroups but never for one moment found luck to knowing what that song was. it’s a lost cause. i will never know what that song was.
but for some reason i did.
during the days when saying “emo” was actually legit and name dropping bands like sunny day real estates and getup kids would instantly grant you god mode, i found myself at loss. saying you love the almighty deftones wasn’t enough. the shift of sound was deviating from that. and hence i became challenged to upstage the KAFE kids in their name drop bands. i’d cheat my way into asking more allowance just so i can go to the 250 bin in odyssey and search for the obscurest of bands. there i met atreyu, thrice, the victory records sampler…
and there i met full collapse.
and there i met, like some serendipitous welcome party i found myself unexpectedly reunited with standing on the edge of summer. it was a profound feeling. like a crazy mix of kilabot and “holy fuck”. and from there i immersed myself in the beauty of thursday.
coming from the immersion, my know how in the genre widened. from thursday i discovered the used. which indirectly i discovered simultaneously with glassjaw. aah, the triumvirate of my college angst. so in a way, thursday was my springboard to finding these bands. and a springboard to a lot of things in my life.
because of thursday, i started reading spin. the cover with geoff photoshopped with brody dale of the distillers and paul banks was 450 in cubao, but i bought it despite the overpricedness of it. and because of spin i listened to every goddamn THE band out there.
because of thursday and the spin cover, i found myself loving interpol and making my own skinny ties as it weren’t common yet in SM.
because of thursday, i have decided not to get a corporate job because of the song for the workforce drowning. we all know that didn’t turn out exactly correct. as i wanted a corporate job so i can wear the skinny ties i made.
because of thursday, i grew my bangs. which ended up badly as i wound up looking like tsokoleyt.
because of thursday, the 2 year feud between typecast and chicosci was fixed. tom and geoff were the mediators for the 2 bands back in cam sur.
and because of thursday, we ride tonight was born.
because of thursday and their cover of “ever fallen in love”, i listened to buzzcocks for a while.
because of thursday, 1203 = our last goodbye.
because of thursday, it made me realize that i can actually meet and interview the bands i look up to. as thursday was my first band love i interviewed. it was for UR105.9, where in niles and i used to have an “emo/post-hardcore show” called taking back saturday.
because of thursday, it’s ok to not be straight, especially with the song m.shephard.
and because of thursday i’m always reminded to write what’s in your heart. because if you do, it’ll capture other people’s hearts as well. just as much as this band from jersey did to me.
so geoff, tom, tucker, andrew, steve.thank you. you are forever immortalized in my ipod.
pull out your punches and burn like your cigarettes.
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Unpublished draft originally intended for PULP January 2012 issue
