Memories are the junk draw of the mind. They get tossed away with no particular order, and sometimes they stick together or wear down and hard to distinguish. Every once in a while, we’ll open the drawer and nonchalantly rummage through it, but then give up because of the beautiful disaster it has become.
The Linda Lindas opened and they rocked. I wasn't even aware of Rancid and their impact on the punk rock scene so now I'm digging through their discography. Then the Smashing Pumpkins played. They played Tarantula but not Geek USA or Mayonaise for some reason. But they did play a lot of the hits. Tonight, Tonight, 1979, Disarm, Jellybelly, Zero, Bullet, Today, etc. Lots of songs that got me through trying times. Great show. Then Green Day came out and played the entirety of Dookie and American Idiot. I've listened through both more times than I care to count. In total, we were at T-Mobile Park for like six hours. It was fucking awesome.
Except for the fact that they wheeled Billie out on a California king and he snored the whole time.
IMO this year has actually felt comparatively longer than the last few since the C-19 lockdowns started.
I actually feel like I'm late into the year, rather than having just blinked it away.