Peki Ila's Story of Her Clash Obsession and How It Affected Otherwise Innocent Bystanders

Well, I first heard The Clash during 80s week on VH1. I saw (and heard) Rock the Casbah and was immediately impressed. However, I didn't think too much more about them until I got the Grosse Pointe Blank soundtrack, which is as excellent a soundtrack as I have ever heard, tied for #1 Soundtrack Ever In My Opinion with Dead Man Walking. But that's another story. Anyway, on this soundtrack in case you don't know there's Rudie Can't Fail and Armagideon Time. I liked both of these songs as well but once again I didn't follow up on them until I went to debate camp and met Sarah, who has London Calling. She was playing it and I mentioned to her that I liked The Clash and she let me borrow the cd for the rest of debate camp. She also claims the cd broke her cd player, but I doubt this part. Later, my new found friends Natalie and Maya and I went out shopping and I came back with The Story of The Clash, Volume 1. I listened to this nonstop until the wee hours of the morning, while I wrote out debate blocks and tried to think of 10 reasons topicality wasn't a voting issue. Maya and Natalie were less impressed, to say the least. They thought (and still do) that I am certifiably crazy. I don't deny this. So ever since then I have been obsessed with The Clash. Well, maybe obsessed is a little strong. But they are definitely my favorite band. And even Maya and Natalie are starting to come around to them. Well, okay, maybe not. But they can identify them now. So now you know how I came to like The Clash. It wasn't because I was alive when they were still a band (I was only 3 at the time they broke up) or because my parents like them (they've never even heard of them) or because it's cool at my school to like anyone other than Puff Daddy and Madonna (it isn't). But that's okay.