Ah,
such a bold statement! Do I mean it? Of course I do!
Smash mouth is plainly a damn awesome band. Is it premature for me
to create temples of worship for them--such as the one I have
built in my mind and in this webpage? First of all, they are not
a new band. They have been around
since 1994. 1997 is the year when they have finally achieved fame
both in the States and abroad. Anyway, if one feels that three years
and just one album are premature reasons to warrant them the attention
I and many others want to give them, then go ahead, make a
band, and never dream of having fans in such a “short” (as if 3 years is
short) period of time.
Why
is Smash mouth "GOD"? Well, all I'm saying is that Smash mouth has
achieved a godlike stature in my mind because they have done and do what
all deities have done and would do for their followers: they make their
disciples' lives worth living. Some of you might feel that I may
be going off the deep end with such an analogy; but for any of you who
love music, you probably know where I'm getting at. I mean, wouldn't
you agree that music is influential in our lives? Even though one
song is about 3 minutes, that's 3 minutes of our lives spent listening
to that music! And if we love a certain song, we shall spend more
minutes/hours/days on that song. And if you think "praying" is not
a good enough analogy for describing how we listen to our favorite music,
then please share with me a good one.
Before I end up propagandizing my religious beliefs, let me maintain focus. Again, SMASH MOUTH IS GOD!!! Their music is da shits, and they as performers are friggin' awesome. I have never met them in person but when I saw them in concert, I experienced this:
Engulfed by thoughts
Of fleeting moments
The storytellers of new
With sounds of the coming
age
Memories of a reckless past
And of the confounded present
Preach with songs
Amidst the center he stands
With the echoing stick
Of the ancients
Foretold by scribes
And rustic tones
Voices blending with
Strings, keys, and drums
Children of the now
Listen to the muses
Of the modern temple
Damn, was that a Grateful Dead flashback? I don't know. Where was I? Oh yeah. SMASH MOUTH IS GOD!!! Ever since I had this page on the web, I have read numerous stories on Smash mouth's generosity and friendliness toward fans and non-fans. I have never met them at all but I just have to mention this strange dream:
A strange dream it is.
A heavyset man sits beside me on a park bench and asks for a smoke.
Weird because I have a pack, weirder still 'cause I don't smoke.
Next thing I know he has a guiness in his right hand. I see Elvis
tatooed on that arm. He gulps his beer. "Relax," I tell him,
concerned about such drinks. He laughs. Behind me, three blokes
on bikes pass by. "Where the hell have you been, Steve?" they ask
the man. "This used to be our fan. Now he doesn't remember
us," he says while pointing at me. "What do you mean?" I ask.
"Don't you remember? We are the members of your favorite group,"
he replies. I know who they are, but strange how we have our minds
in the realm of the dreaming so I say, "Sorry, but I don't know what you're
talking about." Suddenly the park bench disappears while the man
called Steve and his three friends float up to the skies while sitting
in Buddha-like postures.
Actually, I never had such
a dream. Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. It doesn't really matter
since I'm just trying to convey my concerns of possibly losing my interest
with Smash mouth (I mean, hey, I am a fickle human being). Ah, so
I guess I am alluding to the challenges one's faith is tested against on.....
Fuck it, let's rock