Last Day of the Year


I know it's weird I'm already posting again, but I wrote the last post a while ago, so now it's not weird, right? Yeah, probably still weird. But I write when I get the urge, and last night, I got the urge, thus, I wrote. Haha. I hate using the word thus. Or thusly. How about the word firstly? Talk about a dog of a word. Haha. Hey, it's my blog. I do what I want. Onward. 
 
Youth Brigade was founded in 1980, and they still tour, and even someone as bad at math as me knows that is a long time for a band, especially a hardcore band, to be around. It may help that three brothers founded it. They also founded Better Youth Organization, and they were always a positive voice for the next generation. I don't recall if they were straight edge, but I always thought of them that way. Loads of respect. 
 
Last Day of the Year was always my December 31 anthem, going back maybe 20 years. When I lived in a college town the lyrics were appropriate because I could see "people all around acting pretty weird," and, of course, this year, even more so. What a weird year. I never would have believed it had someone told me in advance. Also, if you don't like a hardcore song, your solace is knowing it will be over soon. Most hardcore songs run about two minutes. I wish I could say the same about this year. It seemed especially long. 
 
As I remembered this song last night in my kitchen (making breakfast for dinner, pancakes and bacon), I listened to this song, all less than two minutes of it, with my son and thought, if that young man I was back then could see me now, I bet he would radically change his life. Oh, I hope he would. But let's not go there today. Let's just remain hopeful that tomorrow will be better and love will find us and everything will work out okay. If not for me, at least for my son. I got a rotten hand in life, but I also got a lot is good stuff. In the spirit of Youth Brigade, I intend to make my son's life better than my own, if I have any say in it. I intend to be a better, more patient father, and to always let him know I love him. And always point the way to his Heavenly Father,  because I won't always be there. Not often does a hardcore song inspire such sentiments, but, whatever, I'm a weird dude. Happy New Year, everyone. 

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Woke up it was the last day of the year
People all around acting pretty weird
Living off of memories and recalling their regrets
Remembering the good and bad and planning their amends

La vida buena es simple
Todo es bien bueno con alegria

Woke up it was the last day of the year
People all around acting pretty weird
Living off of memories and recalling their regrets
Remembering the good and bad and planning their amends

La vida buena es simple
Todo es bien bueno con alegria

Do you think about things you'll never know
Tu piensas en la muerte o vives para hoy?
Do you think about things you'll never know
Tu piensas en la muerte o vives para hoy?
Oye somos los brigados juvetud vivos!!

Woke up it was the last day of the year
People all around acting pretty weird
Living off of memories and recalling their regrets
Remembering the good and bad and planning their amends

La vida buena es simple
Todo es bien bueno con alegria
La vida buena es simple
Todo es bien bueno con alegria

El ultimo dia del año
El ultimo dia del año
El ultimo dia del año
El ultimo dia del año

Thank you for reading, and God bless. 

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