MxPx started as three 15-year-old kids calling themselves Magnified Plaid pounding out music inspired by and similar to The Descendents and other Southern California punk rock bands. They didn’t really love their band name, however, which was a tribute to the original guitarist’s penchant for wearing one particularly loud plaid shirt. Consequently, the name was abbreviated to M.P., but in Yuri’s handwriting, periods become “X“‘s and since he made up the show posters for the band, the four-letter moniker stuck.
Andy Husted, the former guitarist, left the band in 1995 to continue college.
Andy was replaced by Tom to solidify the line-up that would take the band into their post-teen years. Maybe Tom’s background as a drummer made up for his relative inexperience playing guitar (he had only played for a year at the time). He and Yuri lock into backbreakingly fast rhythms that rank with vintage Minor Threat for speed and percussive attack. Mike then adds to the mix his signature sing-along melodies that call to mind SoCal punk bands from the early ’80s.
Bremerton had been a town most famous for its naval shipyards until MxPx caught the attention of Tooth & Nail Records when they played a “showcase” for the T&N label in 1993 in Herrera’s parents’ garage. Mike Herrera had practiced so much before the first show, he lost his voice.
MxPx released three albums with Tooth & Nail Records: Pokinatcha in 1994, Teenage Politics in 1995, and Life in General in 1996. After a falling out with Tooth & Nail, MxPx left the label and signed with A&M Records.
In July 2010 drummer Yuri Ruley announced he would be retiring from the band to focus on his family. Ruley played his last show with the band in Las Vegas, Nevada on July 18, 2010. In a recent video message from Mike, he stated that Tom and Yuri have both finished touring full time, but will continue to play one-off shows with the band.
Late Great Snowball Fight of 2006
MxPx Lyrics
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Or maybe it was Sunday
The smell started coming down
It didn't stop to ask us
If we wanted all this white
Stuff on the ground
Watch out my daughter got a
Snowball in the head
The neighborhood kids are dead
It's the late, great snowball fight of 2006
It's all been war outside my door and
I've got my bag of tricks
And it's full of snowballs
I didn't have my gloves on
Fingers started freezing
I'm not quite ready for this
But then I started throwing
I finally got it going
My fast balls couldn't miss
You best be thinking twice
Don't mess with me I've gotta go
Because I don't play nice
I'll make you eat yellow snow
It's the late, great snowball fight of 2006
It's all been war outside my door and
I've got my bag of tricks
And it's full of snowballs
Full of snow balls
The urinater, he's throwing balls
Tommy Gunn, he's throwing balls
The leprechaun always throwing balls
Gummy Richard is throwing balls
Tommy Rat, he's throwing balls
Stevie B, he's throwing balls
All the kids are throwing balls
On the eight farm, I'm throwing balls
It's Christmas time again and we all say
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
The lyrics of MxPx's "Late Great Snowball Fight of 2006" tell the story of a neighborhood snowball fight that escalates into a full-blown war. The song starts with the playful innocence of a snowy day turning into chaos as the neighborhood kids engage in a snowball fight. It is unclear exactly when it started, as the singer mentions it could have been on a Monday or Sunday. The smell of snow coming down suggests a heavy snowfall.
As the fight intensifies, the singer's daughter gets hit in the head with a snowball, prompting him to join the battle. The lyrics convey a sense of excitement and determination as the singer starts throwing snowballs with skill and enthusiasm. However, he also warns others to think twice before messing with him, declaring that he will make them eat yellow snow.
The song captures the nostalgia and thrill of a childhood snowball fight, with its lighthearted and playful lyrics. It also emphasizes the camaraderie among the neighborhood kids, who all participate in the snowball fight together.
Line by Line Meaning
It started on a Monday
The snowball fight began on a Monday, or perhaps it was Sunday.
Or maybe it was Sunday
Alternatively, it could have started on Sunday.
The smell started coming down
The scent of snow in the air became apparent.
It didn't stop to ask us
The snowfall didn't pause to inquire if we desired such a quantity of white snow on the ground.
If we wanted all this white
Regardless of our preference, we were now faced with an abundance of white snow.
Stuff on the ground
A substantial amount of snow covered the ground.
Watch out my daughter got a
Beware, my daughter was struck by a snowball.
Snowball in the head
She was hit in the head by a snowball.
So now it's war and all
Thus, a full-fledged snowball war has commenced.
The neighborhood kids are dead
All the children in the neighborhood are participating in the snowball fight.
It's the late, great snowball fight of 2006
This is the legendary snowball fight of 2006, occurring at a later time.
It's all been war outside my door and
The battles have taken place right outside my residence.
I've got my bag of tricks
I am well-prepared with a bag full of snowballs and clever strategies.
And it's full of snowballs
The aforementioned bag of tricks is indeed filled with snowballs.
I didn't have my gloves on
Regrettably, I was not wearing my gloves.
Fingers started freezing
As a consequence, my fingers began to rapidly feel the effects of the cold weather.
I'm not quite ready for this
I was not adequately prepared for the intensity of the snowball fight.
But then I started throwing
However, I began hurling snowballs.
I finally got it going
After some time, I found my rhythm and was able to consistently throw accurate snowballs.
My fast balls couldn't miss
My well-thrown, swift snowballs never failed to hit their targets.
You best be thinking twice
It would be wise to reconsider before engaging with me.
Don't mess with me I've gotta go
Do not provoke me, as I am ready to retaliate and leave.
Because I don't play nice
I am not inclined to engage in friendly or gentle play.
I'll make you eat yellow snow
In fact, I am willing to subject you to the unpleasant experience of consuming snow tainted with urine.
The urinater, he's throwing balls
An individual known as the 'urinater' is also participating in the snowball fight.
Tommy Gunn, he's throwing balls
Tommy Gunn, another participant, is actively throwing snowballs.
The leprechaun always throwing balls
The leprechaun, consistent with his nature, is continuously engaging in snowball throwing.
Gummy Richard is throwing balls
Gummy Richard, too, is enthusiastically launching snowballs.
Tommy Rat, he's throwing balls
Tommy Rat has joined in and is hurling snowballs as well.
Stevie B, he's throwing balls
Stevie B is an additional participant who is actively involved in the snowball fight.
All the kids are throwing balls
Every single child is enthusiastically participating by throwing snowballs.
On the eight farm, I'm throwing balls
Even on the farm owned by the family with the surname 'Eight', I am actively involved in throwing snowballs.
It's Christmas time again and we all say
Furthermore, it is once again the festive season of Christmas, and we all express our joy and excitement.
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
We are filled with exuberance and enthusiasm, as indicated by our vocalizations.
Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah
We are overcome with emotions of delight and anticipation.
Woah, woah, woah
We are ecstatic and cannot contain our excitement.
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