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I'm going.

By revolutionaire.
And we rock,
Because it's us against them.
We found our own reasons to sing,
And it's so much less confusing
when lines are drawn like that,
When people are either consumers or revolutionaries,
Enemies or friends hanging on the fringes
Of the cogs in the system.
It's just about knowing where everyone stands.
All of a sudden,
People start talking 'bout guns,
Talking like they're going to war,
'Cause they found something to die for,
Start taking back what they stole-
sure beats every other option,
But does it make a difference how we get it?

Well do you really fucking get it?
No, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no....




I bought my ticket today.

I'm going to Against Me!'s show in Gainesville on April 11th.

It's a Saturday, where else would I have to be?

And I decided I was going with little concern for what's happening with anyone around me because . . . well, shit. I was selfish.

But I missed their Gainesville show last year and I'll be damned if that's going to happen again.

Barring death or severe maiming, I'm going to be listening to and looking at Against Me! with a beer in one hand and my camera in the other in just three Saturdays.

If you want to go, I strongly suggest getting a ticket now.

Give 'em a listen here.

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