Sunday, December 4, 2016

Motorhead "ace of spades"

In high school I worked at a pizzeria near my house.  I worked nearly full time hours which meant I had some disposable income which I blew on booze and cassettes.  The coolest thing about working at that place was the cross section of people I became friends with: preppy girls, biker bar tenders, skateboarder dudes and basic suburban dudes.  I was the token metal head.  Any jobs I've had through out my life that had a communal radio meant conflict.  People fight of music.  Some academic should write a paper on it.  This pizzeria was an anomoly;  I don't remember anyone ever bitch in about the radio.  Over the course of the night it'd go from top 40 radio to Guns n' Roses to the Circle Jerks to #motorhead.  I remember people being polite and we would all take turns.  Maybe it was because we were all young and interested in music, maybe it was because it was one of those rare work environments where everyone liked each other (hell, I even got along with my sister during her short stint there).  I had caught Motorhead in an episode of The Young Ones (don't ask me how, I don't remember how I caught that show.  I seem to remember seeing it along side Benny Hill as a child at my grandparent's house) besides that performance their logo was bad ass and the band were warmly regarded in hesher circles.  I remember one blonde girl laughing at the lyrics to "love me like a reptile".  It wasn't a mocking laugh, it was an appreciative silly laugh.  That pizzeria would have been a haven from my abusive step-father even without that crew, but those teenagers and young adults were like my amicable gang.  It was only two years of working there but it felt like a lifetime, now what feels like a lifetime ago.  I was introduced to lots of cool music there: the replacements, the cult, the forgotten rebels, etc.  It was a really important time for me personally.  It was a haven (with free pizza).  Every time I hear "love me like a reptile" I think of that pretty blonde girl's kind, non-judgmental laugh.  She'll never know how much that one fleeting moment comforted me.

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