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I stand alone
So far it apears as though I am the first to say anything within this community. Yes, I was born and raised in Nephi, Utah and now live in (what is actually worse than Utah if you could believe that) Madison, WI. Talk about disapointing, Madison is a shithole. No I am not Mormon and I do not agree with anything they teach. But, I long for the days of Utah where rebellion actually meant something. It's hard to explain exactly. I most of all miss the music and subcultures, I miss KJQ! and club Sanctuary! How goofy is that?
There is a lot more to Madison; Wisconsin in general that makes it a horrid place. The schools are terrible, the people will much more assume stab you in the back than any place I have been, People are more self centered, egotistical, rude as fuck morons.
I don't know why or how but I have been thinking about Utah a lot. I miss it so much and I find myself bitterly homesick. I was thinking that it is ironic that such a place can nurture such a fabulous music scene, KJQ by definition. Only in Utah have I known of any place that nurtures obscure greatness without turning it all into a pop culture nightmare and the subcultures are a tightly knit society. If you only knew exactly what I was talking about, to those who read this. "In a place so religiously oppressed, where half its population isn't even of that religion; rebellion comes like fire" -SLC Punk.
I've been remeniscing about the old days of my carefree ways in Utah. Afterbar house parties were not in our favor necessarily, as they were frequently busted and penalties were harsh. Rather, we would frequent this natureish; -bird sanctuary?- in the foothills of suburban East Salt Lake after our nights of club going. We chose this little system of trails nestled in an abundance of trees and shrubs due to its seclusion and prettyness and sit atop a bridge that spanned a small creek and drink whatever liquor someone smuggled in. My friends were true and would die for each other. We remained good friends even after I moved out. We have all since gone our separate ways, but I know I could always count on them. I was robbed so horribly when I was duped into moving here. It's been almost five years of turmoil trying to survive, working shit jobs. Plunging deeper and deeper into debt and depresion with not one single person I could really call a true friend offering their help. Everyone I got to know just used me, fucked me over or they just disapeared, that is genuinly the norm for these here parts. Granted, the friends that I do have now are wonderful but it just isn't the same. I wish so much that I had enough foresight then to know better. I don't know if I could talk Jen into moving back there or not. Her family and her life is in Milwaukee, I couldn't rob her of that. I will look at it this way, if I had never have moved here then chances are her and I never would have met, but then, maybe we would have, who knows, que sera sera.
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 octoberbleak
2003-02-12 06:01
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Yeah, isn't it fantastic? The music scene that is. Like I said, I miss KJQ and their obscure selections so much, I even miss Radio From Hell on X96, it's great as far as commercial radio goes. For right now I am happy with online radio KJQ. I miss club Sanctuary as well. There is not one single club anywhere I have been (not even New York City) that even compares to it, though I try my hardest to emulate it when I DJ. Kevin Reece (Evil K) spins the greatest of the greats and was a good friend of mine.
Sorry to hear about your fine, they aren't as leniant out there as they are anywhere else, those laws out there make me giggle. You just have to be a little more crafty when it comes to things of that nature. What pisses me off is that we plan to hold an open house for mine and my fiances wedding out there in August and we cannot serve alcohol because Utah requires a liquor liscense for anything involving alcohol even if it is on private property. Even if we did have an open bar no one would show up because they don't want to be exposed to it. Like their souls will be damned for all eternity if they even lay eyes upon it, bloody rediculous. And I agree with you that Sunday is the day to run errands if you live in Utah, it becomes a "ghost state" *laughs*. Though you will find that a lot of the stores you need to go to will be closed or will close too damn early. The state is very much gorgeous and I miss mountains, and being able to run away to them to escape the heat of summer or do things that are "Naughty" (being stuck in flatland farm country for five years really got old fast). Utah, like anywhere else, has its faults as well as its wonderful aspects. You just have to take what you can get and appreciate it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread) |
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