Green Day and Avril Lavigne: Yawn Rockers
So I found myself waiting in line at the local Ralphs yesterday evening, stifling my usual urge to scream, when I realized I was hearing "The Time Of Your Life" by Green Day coming from the speakers. I'm pretty sure that confirms what we all suspected and feared when we first heard that song six or seven years ago: Green Day is no longer punk. When it's okay to play your music in a supermarket, you don't rock anymore, end of story.
Later in the evening I found myself standing in line at Longs Drugs, stifling my usual urge to scream, when I read the following headline on People or Us or one of those tree-killing, celebrity gossip rags: "Avril Lavigne and Her Unpunk Wedding." Why stop with the wedding? Why not expand the article out a little bit and have an All Avril issue called: "Avril Lavigne and Her Unpunk Life and Career."
At least Avril has one thing over Green Day tho: She never mellowed out and got shitty. Nope, she was Corporate America's Boring Little Darling from day one.
Later in the evening I found myself standing in line at Longs Drugs, stifling my usual urge to scream, when I read the following headline on People or Us or one of those tree-killing, celebrity gossip rags: "Avril Lavigne and Her Unpunk Wedding." Why stop with the wedding? Why not expand the article out a little bit and have an All Avril issue called: "Avril Lavigne and Her Unpunk Life and Career."
At least Avril has one thing over Green Day tho: She never mellowed out and got shitty. Nope, she was Corporate America's Boring Little Darling from day one.
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