I Wanna Be A Boat
I was fifteen years old when I first heard Jawbreaker; first hearing them name-checked in an Ataris song. I downloaded “Boxcar” from whatever file sharing service I was using at the time and was instantly hooked. The opening line was the mission statement I was searching for.
“You’re not punk and I’m telling everyone. Save your breath, I never was one.”
I wouldn’t categorize my high school experience as terrible. Truthfully, it was fine. I was always invited to parties and always had a date to the school dance — though the former disinterested me and the later was realized in retrospect as I was too shy as a teenager to ever reciprocate feelings towards a girl without turning into Stan Marsh. I had a close circle of friends and a large group of acquaintances, but I never felt like I truly fit in. While my friends were discovering their love affair’s with alcohol, I was discovering Minor Threat. “Straight Edge” gave me, for the first time, a sense of community and identity.
And while you’d think Minor Threat would score me credibility with the “punk-rockers” at my high school, any “punk-points” I’d earned were immediately revoked with The Get Up Kids and The Promise Ring. Emo wasn’t punk, and if you’re not punk, you’re a poser.
The budding individualism planted by Minor Threat bloomed with the discovery of Jawbreaker. I no longer cared about the acceptance of my punk-peers. They didn’t accept me? Fuck them. I no longer felt like I didn’t fit in. I was me and they were them and that’s how life was. 1-2-3-4 Who’s punk? What’s the score?
I’m writing this because today I get to see Jawbreaker for the first time. Really, it’s the first time in 21 years that anyone gets to see them (minus two small Riot Fest warm-up dates in the bay area last month). And as I’m screaming my lungs out to every word I’ll remember that fifteen year old, desperately looking for his place in society, pressing play on a song from a band he had heard name-checked in a dopey love song, and how his life would be so different had he not.
Sometimes rainy days drop boyish wonder.
















