Time for a change......Well , Maybe not
2004-12-17 || 3:11 p.m.

Time for a change......Well , Maybe not
I was coming on to diaryland with every intention of changing my template. Then I got to thinking. The Clash is who I am. If the Clash never got together I doubt I'd be the person that I am today. I know that sounds stupid and maybe it is but it's absolutely true. Their music has been a mojor influence on me. Now I like just about every kind of music. I'm the type of person that is tapping my feet or snapping my fingers in an elevator for fucks sake. I can't think of any music I won't listen to. But The mutha fucking Clash. Now that shit changed who I was at the time from the first note. I had a friend in oh I guess it was like third grade who had an older brother. I used to go to his house and play and his brother had a tape of this new band that he would listen to all the time. I remember Londons Burning the most. We would jump around and play air guitar. I thought to myself "man this shit fucking rocks" but probably not in those exact words. Being from new england I probably said "man this stuff is wicked good". Anyway that was it. I was hooked on The Clash. Most of my friends wanted to be movie stars or profesional baseball players when they grew up. Not me, I wanted to be Joe Strummer when I grew up. And believe me, I tried and am still trying. Now I'm not a punker in the visual sense but I am at heart. I think it's more of the message that I was inspired by. That music hits you right in the fucking face and when your down on the ground grasping your face to hold the blood in it kicks you right in the fucking balls. And no matter how much it hurts you get back up and take another hit. They changed me for life the Clash did and thats a fact. I wouldn't change that fact for anything in the world. So now you see why I couldn't change the template. Shit I might as well delete whats in my profile. All you really have to see is my template and that pretty much sums me up.
It's coming up on the second year anniversary of Joe's death on the 22nd of december. I'll do my tribute in here as I intend to do as long as I have this diary. Thats a sad day for me. It's like mouning a family member although I never knew him. He was such an influence on me as a kid and I was crushed when he died. He had been out of our lives for a while and was just making himself known againg and then Bam!!! He's gone at the age of 50 no less. Too fucking young. I had the chance to meet him once and I couldn't go. A couple of my friends went and said he was really down to earth and treated them like he knew them. I really regret not going. I wish that I could've told him how much his music and spirit impacted my life and how greatful I was that it did. I'm just thankful that he left behind a lifetime of great music for us to listen to and be inspired by.
The fucking template Stays!!!!!! For good!!!!!
Later,ROB p.s.Check out my pictures link and I'll put some pics of my friends with Joe. Also pics of us at the wall in New York City.