We first started listening to 28 Dayswhen we were 16 year old wanna-be punk rockers. Fast forward a year to the day I got my drivers permit and we saw them live for the first time. It was also the first time, at the all ages event, that us gals met my older brothers mates – and to this day we still like to attempt to show them up when it comes to drinking.
My fondest memories of 28 Days are being in my first mosh pit which resulted in my having bruises across my rips from being pushed up against the barrier. Or having the lead singer, Jay, sign my 28 Days shirt that CJ & I customized to make it look a little more girly (I still have that shirt!!!). Or maybe it was when my next door neighbour, a fellow 28 Days fan, rang me just before 7.30am one morning to tell me that Scotty, the drummer for 28 Days, had died in a car crash (it was such important news that she justified ringing me 10 mins before I was due to knock on her down, as I did every morning, to walk to school with her). Or maybe it’s the fact that 28 Days got me to my first Big Day Out, Homebake, Livid, Warper Tour and any other festival they played at. Not to mention all the smaller pub gigs they did.
Admittedly, it’s been a while since I’d listened to their music (or any bands from the punk/rock genre) but when we heard they were embarking on their farewell tour, which would come straight through our town, there is no way in hell we’d miss it.
Apart from being more than half a decade older and wearing a shift style dress over black skinny leg jeans with stiletto boots & quilted hobo style bag instead of the once favorable ripped shorts with converse all stars and poorly customized tees… not much had changed.
The music was great with plenty of drinking by all. Even the crowd was the same – complete with old friends from our teenage era and high school hook ups =)
And after all these years – we finally got a photo with the band (well two of them anyways)
RIP 28 Day. Thanks for the memories.
7 comments:
That is always a crazy time...
The Police just got back together, and one of my first actions after hearing it was to get tickets... I went to the Rolling Stones last tour last year...
People seldom think about how much music affects their life, but the right song can bring back the best, or worst, memories.
At least you got to meet your teenage heroes. Very cool.
Endings are always sad, no matter how much you've grown out of them. *sighs* But it does sound like you had great fun, which of course is the MOST important thing :)
So sad - I hate losing a local band... happens too many times for my tastes.
I got Police tickets too. Yay!
By the way, for my correspondance class of Canadian Fiction I am reading this book...main character's name?
Del Jordan.
Stormin Mormom: I agree about music affecting your life. Even if your not a huge muso...there will always be songs/bands that remind you of certain things
Steph: I thought i was so damn cool. lol.
Kass: It was def a great way to say farewell!!
Single Guy: It sux that because this band went to an independant label (obv to be able to do more of their own stuff) that they ended up calling it quits
Wanderlusting: Really??? What is the book called???
OMG, I totally thought you took the name from the book!
It's The Lives of Girls and Women by Alice Munro. Very good book, btw.
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