But seriously, as much as one can take a cynical attitude towards the mega-corporate business monolith that is Nike, their kind of money and cultural cachet can really make for quite the elaborate soccer propaganda. The cameos (e.g. Federer, Kobe, & Homer) were an especially entertaining touch.
My point in all this is to say that I'm super excited for this year's world cup to start in South Africa. I don't know exactly where I'll be for the start of the first US match (June 12 vs England!) but it's sure to be a proper pub with a rowdy soccer crowd, and I'm sure I'll be many a pint deep.
I'm am officially no longer 26, and I feel old. This song was the anthem for my friends and I. The rare song that everyone discovered on their own and agreed that this would represent us for our male bonding purposes. I was going to dissect it and delve into the lyrics and the song and band history, but fuck that. There is only one section I'm concerned with here.
Feeling kind of groovy Working on a movie (yeah right) But we did nothing, Absolutely butkus that day But I say What the hell am I doing Drinking in L.A. At twenty six?
This is an accurate representation of how I spent 26. Did I really get anything done? No, but it was a good year. The song is all about wasting time but holding on to that dream and there are moments when you're plugging away and you wonder if it's all worth it or not.
At the end of the day, all I've really done is drank in L.A., both literally and figuratively. Now that 26 has past and I've moved into that golden age where legends dare not pass (think Kurt Cobain), I realize I'm getting old. Twenty six seems like the age when it's last acceptable to wander aimlessly and all the truths of the real world hit home.
Has any else felt this?
I'll keep listening to this song, but it is now less an anthem, and more a reminder of what's past. The carefree days of just drinking in L.A.
