There are few feelings worse than being embarrassed for other people, and Billy Corgan has been an uncomfortable goldmine for more than a decade. I full-on looooved this dude when I was a junior highschooler suffering from quite the case of No-One-Understands-Me-itis, and Billy and I became fast friends. In my head. Of course, as is the way of most adolescent friendships, we drifted apart. One of us grew up. One of us took to wearing leather dresses and hanging out with Tila Tequila.
When I found out the angsty human salamander started a blog about his faith, I was already cringing before I even opened the link. It's gotta be the three worst things combined, right? (Those three things being arrested development, vague spirituality, and unchecked ego.)
In discussing Mind-Body-Soul integration within the context of holistic Truth, many topics will be explored here that may be new to you. Like any good tree that one would hope to grow, we must set our roots deep into the ground so that what is real will prosper in the Light of Love.
Ugh, Billy. Ugh. Intuition confirmed.
As far as I can tell, the blog is about God and Walt Disney (no, seriously) and full of Unnecessary Capitalization. At least I was able to nail why this makes me feel so bad: It's like some bullshit I would have said when I was 13. The only thing worse than being embarrassed for other people is being embarrassed for yourself.
Who is it for you? What musican/band/pop icon did you recklessly love and have to leave behind? Bonus points for the most embarrassing answer (did I already win?), negative points for saying Stuart Murdoch.
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Far be it from me to criticize--but just curious if you meant to caption that lovely pick as a "grow" light of love?
Kind of funny if you change the rest around and read it in a scooby voice!
grow right of rove, raggy! reee heee heee heeeee
Salute and good day, me bucko!
@jas: Ironic. Your comment sounds like one left by a person who is utterly stoned, but you don't seem to know what a grow light is.
Beck and Scientology. I defended this guy's music to my holy roller friends while in high school during the mid 90s. Never would I ever imagine that his band would quit due to religious affiliations. Just plain whack.
Beck and Scientology.
+1
Any Scientologist really. Was particularly disappointed to find that Nancy Cartwright was one. While my Simpsons viewing had been waning in recent years, it was nice to catch an episode now and then. No more.
John Frusciante. amazing guitarist, amazing songwriter. one of my favorite musicians of all time... but the shit that comes out of his mouth sometimes regarding the "energies" and "spirits" he allegedly interacts with while completely sober is rather cringe-inducing.
Ah, but the main thing is that this article has got you talking. Rubes.
Since we're in the circle of trust, I'll go ahead and admit that I still look back at my teenage obsession with Live (the band) in the same manner a clergy molestation victim might have to undergo years of therapy.
Good rule of thumb: Any person who talks about having "grown up" is almost surely very insecure about her own maturity, particularly when the person's (a)vocation is putting down other people on a snarky 'music' blog.
I'm just going to pretend Billy disappeared mysteriously in 1997. That seems safe and will let me continue to adore Gish, Siamese Dream and MCIS in peace.