Had a wonderful time on Sunday. Got to hang out with the radiatingly beautiful Daje and the amorously gorgeous and delectably cute Presley. They are wonderfully nice ladies and even more beautiful in person. Of course it was a freaking goodtime because of the roguish DapperGatsby making the scene with that patented ZIP PoW!! that he is known for.
I'm so glad I have Wednesday off. Pinback is playing and I'm probably going to head out there. My cello is also going to be arriving on Wednesday (that's why I took the day off.)
Anyways. Time to shower and head off to work.
I love you.
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update:
I'm going to go see Pinback tonight. They are playing with TEAM SLEEP. Fucking-A!
In other news my cello still has not arrived.
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post-update update:
Cello arrived, I already broke a string on it (it was the g-string also---I'm known for doing that
.)
Pinback and Team Sleep-- Pinback, unfortunately, blew goats. Great in the studio, not so great onstage. I still enjoyed the show but they just were not up to par. It could be "First Show Jitters." Everybody gets them.
Team Sleep was cool. Well, Chino and his drummer Zack were cool. Everybody else was kind of wonky. I hate stage statues and these guys were the epitome. Good music though. Sounds like a bunch of songs that should have been on The White Pony.
I'm so glad I have Wednesday off. Pinback is playing and I'm probably going to head out there. My cello is also going to be arriving on Wednesday (that's why I took the day off.)
Anyways. Time to shower and head off to work.
I love you.
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update:
I'm going to go see Pinback tonight. They are playing with TEAM SLEEP. Fucking-A!
In other news my cello still has not arrived.
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post-update update:
Cello arrived, I already broke a string on it (it was the g-string also---I'm known for doing that
.)Pinback and Team Sleep-- Pinback, unfortunately, blew goats. Great in the studio, not so great onstage. I still enjoyed the show but they just were not up to par. It could be "First Show Jitters." Everybody gets them.
Team Sleep was cool. Well, Chino and his drummer Zack were cool. Everybody else was kind of wonky. I hate stage statues and these guys were the epitome. Good music though. Sounds like a bunch of songs that should have been on The White Pony.
My fucking violin is awesome. As soon as my cello arrives I'll be a super happy man. Next: banjo, hammered dulcimer, and a glockenspiel.
Alone Again, Naturally
(Gilbert O'Sullivan)
In a little while from now,
If I'm not feeling any less sour.
I promised myself, to treat myself,
And visit a nearby tower ..........
And climbing to the top,
Would throw myself off,
In an effort to, make clear to whoever,
What it's like when you're shattered .......
Left standing in a lurch,
In a church with people saying .....
My God, that's tough, she stood him up,
No point in us remaining .......
I may as well go home,
As I did on my own,
Alone again, naturally.
To think that only yesterday,
I was cheerful, bright and gay.
Looking forward to, and who wouldnt do,
The role I was about to play.
But as if to knock me down,
Reality came around,
And without so much as a mere touch,
Cut me into little pieces.
Leaving me to doubt, all about God and His mercy,
Oh, if He really does exist,
Why did He desert me?
And in my hour of need,
I truely am, indeed,
Alone again, naturally.
It seems to me that there are more hearts,
Broken in the world that cant be mended,
Left unattended, what do we do?
What do we do?
Now looking back over the years,
And whatever else that appears.
I remember I cried when my father died,
Never wishing to hide the tears.
At sixty-five years old,
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldnt understand why the only man,
She had ever loved had been taken.
Leaving her to start, with a heart so badly broken,
Despite encouragement from me,
No words were ever spoken.
And when she passed away,
I cried and cried all day,
Alone again, naturally .....
Alone again ................................. naturally.
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I had this song stuck in my head today thanks to miss
Noir.
Tonight is hanging out with the motherfuckers for doolittle's birthday. See you guys in a few.
(Gilbert O'Sullivan)
In a little while from now,
If I'm not feeling any less sour.
I promised myself, to treat myself,
And visit a nearby tower ..........
And climbing to the top,
Would throw myself off,
In an effort to, make clear to whoever,
What it's like when you're shattered .......
Left standing in a lurch,
In a church with people saying .....
My God, that's tough, she stood him up,
No point in us remaining .......
I may as well go home,
As I did on my own,
Alone again, naturally.
To think that only yesterday,
I was cheerful, bright and gay.
Looking forward to, and who wouldnt do,
The role I was about to play.
But as if to knock me down,
Reality came around,
And without so much as a mere touch,
Cut me into little pieces.
Leaving me to doubt, all about God and His mercy,
Oh, if He really does exist,
Why did He desert me?
And in my hour of need,
I truely am, indeed,
Alone again, naturally.
It seems to me that there are more hearts,
Broken in the world that cant be mended,
Left unattended, what do we do?
What do we do?
Now looking back over the years,
And whatever else that appears.
I remember I cried when my father died,
Never wishing to hide the tears.
At sixty-five years old,
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldnt understand why the only man,
She had ever loved had been taken.
Leaving her to start, with a heart so badly broken,
Despite encouragement from me,
No words were ever spoken.
And when she passed away,
I cried and cried all day,
Alone again, naturally .....
Alone again ................................. naturally.
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I had this song stuck in my head today thanks to miss
Noir.
Tonight is hanging out with the motherfuckers for doolittle's birthday. See you guys in a few.
Somebody has a case of the mondays.
At least I have my shit from Musician's Friend coming soon!
3 PRO-CO LIFELINES CABLE 30 FOOT
1 DUNLOP 44P NYLON PICK .60MM 1 DOZEN
2 NADY SP1 MIC AND STAND PACKAG
2 NADY STARPOWER 1 MICROPHONE
2 LO-Z MIC CABLE 20 FT KC
2 MF TRIPOD MIC STAND W/TELSCPNG BOOM
1 NADY DMK7 7 PIECE DRUM MIC PACK
1 DUNLOP GCB-80 HIGH GAIN VOLUME PEDAL
1 BEHRINGER UB1202 EURORACK 12 CH MIXER
1 ARTISAN EA-1 ELECTRIC LAP STEEL GUITAR
1 CLAYTON ACETAL STANDARD PICKS .63MM
1 DUNLOP LAP DAWG CHROMED BRASS TONEBAR
I'm a fucking nerd.
Did anybody else catch Candylac's set? Fucking good god almighty Christ in hell, she's adorable. I have a weak spot for redheads and she is no exception. Le sigh...
Actually, I have a weak spot for all women. Why be picky?
**edit**
I need more willpower.
1 Zildjian Survival Kit
1 Drumdial Drum Tuner
1 Pearl Clip On External Muffler
1 Behringer Shark DSP110
1 Nady Pop Filter
1 Vater Hickory Drumstick 4-Pack Wood 5A
1 Morrell 6-String Lap Steel String Set G Tuning
1 iStand Glass Top Computer Desk Dark Blue
DAMN YOU MUSICIAN"S FRIEND!!!!!
At least I have my shit from Musician's Friend coming soon!
3 PRO-CO LIFELINES CABLE 30 FOOT
1 DUNLOP 44P NYLON PICK .60MM 1 DOZEN
2 NADY SP1 MIC AND STAND PACKAG
2 NADY STARPOWER 1 MICROPHONE
2 LO-Z MIC CABLE 20 FT KC
2 MF TRIPOD MIC STAND W/TELSCPNG BOOM
1 NADY DMK7 7 PIECE DRUM MIC PACK
1 DUNLOP GCB-80 HIGH GAIN VOLUME PEDAL
1 BEHRINGER UB1202 EURORACK 12 CH MIXER
1 ARTISAN EA-1 ELECTRIC LAP STEEL GUITAR
1 CLAYTON ACETAL STANDARD PICKS .63MM
1 DUNLOP LAP DAWG CHROMED BRASS TONEBAR
I'm a fucking nerd.
Did anybody else catch Candylac's set? Fucking good god almighty Christ in hell, she's adorable. I have a weak spot for redheads and she is no exception. Le sigh...
Actually, I have a weak spot for all women. Why be picky?
**edit**
I need more willpower.
1 Zildjian Survival Kit
1 Drumdial Drum Tuner
1 Pearl Clip On External Muffler
1 Behringer Shark DSP110
1 Nady Pop Filter
1 Vater Hickory Drumstick 4-Pack Wood 5A
1 Morrell 6-String Lap Steel String Set G Tuning
1 iStand Glass Top Computer Desk Dark Blue
DAMN YOU MUSICIAN"S FRIEND!!!!!
Well, the crush has just about ended. She's a cute girl from work and is totally cool but we have nothing in common. Except our lips. We both have awesome lips.
Hung out with some friends tonight that I don't see too often. It's a good thing though. Whenever we hang out they just end up creating drama and I hate drama.
I've known them both (they are brother) for eight years and it's sad to see how much I've grown in those eight years and they are static. It's horrible. I wish I could just say that when they grow up is when we can start being close again but that's not going to happen so I don't see us being compadres again any time soon. At least not to the degree that we used to be.
It's funny in our household. I'm like the mother hen. I take care of all of the bills and make sure everything runs smoothly. It's not a big chore and I prefer to do it because at least I know that everything will be taken care of and nothing will go behind. But it also means that I have to be the moderator in the house and I have to be the shoulder to cry on.
It's honor that my roommates trust me as much as they do. It just sometimes makes it hard when I have to hear from both ends how they are doing when things are not going great. I choosse not to burden them with my life and instead I open up my ears but when something comes along like this week it is just a blow to me.
One of my roommates came home and called me as soon as he got home. I was out with some peeps and I was having a good time but when he called me I knew that something was wrong. He didn't sound like the guy that I have known for the past eleven years.
I get home and he is outside smoking a cigarette. I ask him what's wrong and he tells me that hewas thinking of killing himself. We go through a conversation about why he felt like this and it finally comes out that it is about a girl.
Fucking A.
He's not the world's smoothest person when it comes to the fairer sex. In fact, he's downright clueless. But he's a good guy and it's a shame that women do not like him for who he is. He'd make the perfect partner for a lucky gal but he hasn't found that someone and it starting to take it's toll on him.
He's lonely and miserable and he thinks that having a girlfriend is going to solve that problem. It's unfortunate that he is in that mindframe because it doesn't solve all problems. It's wonderful to have somebody there for you when your friends just can't make you feel good. But to think about offing oneself because they havn't had a girlfriend in a long time is just stupid.
It's not just the girl. he has money problems now and again and that doesn't help. He's not in his career choice like he believes he should be. But the biggest factor for him feeling like shit is because a girl that he knows does not want him. It's fucking sad.
He's better now (or at least he claims to be) but tonight he started to get into that frame of mind that he was at a week ago. So I talked to hima little just to make sure he is fine but it scares me. This guy is like my brother. He is family. I don't know what I'd do without him.
Sure life would go on and I would be fine after a period of mourning but that is something I don't need--or want.
I'm sure that this will pass and things will go back to normal but for the time I'm going to be concerned for my brother and make sure that he is living as happily as he can.
It's what I'd do for any of my family.
Hung out with some friends tonight that I don't see too often. It's a good thing though. Whenever we hang out they just end up creating drama and I hate drama.
I've known them both (they are brother) for eight years and it's sad to see how much I've grown in those eight years and they are static. It's horrible. I wish I could just say that when they grow up is when we can start being close again but that's not going to happen so I don't see us being compadres again any time soon. At least not to the degree that we used to be.
It's funny in our household. I'm like the mother hen. I take care of all of the bills and make sure everything runs smoothly. It's not a big chore and I prefer to do it because at least I know that everything will be taken care of and nothing will go behind. But it also means that I have to be the moderator in the house and I have to be the shoulder to cry on.
It's honor that my roommates trust me as much as they do. It just sometimes makes it hard when I have to hear from both ends how they are doing when things are not going great. I choosse not to burden them with my life and instead I open up my ears but when something comes along like this week it is just a blow to me.
One of my roommates came home and called me as soon as he got home. I was out with some peeps and I was having a good time but when he called me I knew that something was wrong. He didn't sound like the guy that I have known for the past eleven years.
I get home and he is outside smoking a cigarette. I ask him what's wrong and he tells me that hewas thinking of killing himself. We go through a conversation about why he felt like this and it finally comes out that it is about a girl.
Fucking A.
He's not the world's smoothest person when it comes to the fairer sex. In fact, he's downright clueless. But he's a good guy and it's a shame that women do not like him for who he is. He'd make the perfect partner for a lucky gal but he hasn't found that someone and it starting to take it's toll on him.
He's lonely and miserable and he thinks that having a girlfriend is going to solve that problem. It's unfortunate that he is in that mindframe because it doesn't solve all problems. It's wonderful to have somebody there for you when your friends just can't make you feel good. But to think about offing oneself because they havn't had a girlfriend in a long time is just stupid.
It's not just the girl. he has money problems now and again and that doesn't help. He's not in his career choice like he believes he should be. But the biggest factor for him feeling like shit is because a girl that he knows does not want him. It's fucking sad.
He's better now (or at least he claims to be) but tonight he started to get into that frame of mind that he was at a week ago. So I talked to hima little just to make sure he is fine but it scares me. This guy is like my brother. He is family. I don't know what I'd do without him.
Sure life would go on and I would be fine after a period of mourning but that is something I don't need--or want.
I'm sure that this will pass and things will go back to normal but for the time I'm going to be concerned for my brother and make sure that he is living as happily as he can.
It's what I'd do for any of my family.
Quite a busy weekend.
A friend came in from the LBC so we caught up on our music that we've been writing for the past seven years. We also did three new t-shirt designs and even put two of them to a screen. I need to be that productive on my own.
It's happened again. Le sigh...
I'm such a fucking bitch. Really, I am. I am a fucking pushover when it comes to affairs of the heart. I normally keep my head out of the equation and that's a bad thing. Oh well. It makes life interesting.
A friend came in from the LBC so we caught up on our music that we've been writing for the past seven years. We also did three new t-shirt designs and even put two of them to a screen. I need to be that productive on my own.
It's happened again. Le sigh...
I'm such a fucking bitch. Really, I am. I am a fucking pushover when it comes to affairs of the heart. I normally keep my head out of the equation and that's a bad thing. Oh well. It makes life interesting.
Ugh! My eyes hurt. Too much smoke.
Hung with the fabulous Esther, BlastedGatsby, and Mohawk_Mike, tonight at the Pink. Good times.
Other than that, nothing.
Hung with the fabulous Esther, BlastedGatsby, and Mohawk_Mike, tonight at the Pink. Good times.
Other than that, nothing.
Today is a lazy fucking day.
A friend of mine moved into his new house yesterday so we hung out at his place. He has an HOA. I could have puked. HOAs are the worst fucking thing on the planet--well--next to all of the other bad things.
I hate masterplanned communities. It's pretty funny considering I live in the fucking nesting place of all masterplanned communities.
Phoenix used to be a huge grid of easily navigated streets. Now there is a huge mishmash of outlying communities that require a GPS system for navigation.
I'm probably just spoiled because I lived in an area where every house was different. We didn't have any fucking models to look at or a specific builder that we had to pick from. My dad drew up the plans for the house and hired somebody to build the motherfucker. Custom home built in 1989 in Waddell, AZ for $185,000 and that included two acres of land to blow shit up on (I was a teenage pyro, now I'm a 26 year-old pyro. Sunrise, sunset.) Now he recieves offers on his house for $600,000. Why? Because motherfuckers want to buy out the community, raze it, then build a shopping mall and some track homes. Fuck that shit. I'm not saying that the house doesn't need some help (the color scheme is so nauseatingly Scottsdale i.e. Desert Tortoise Mauve, Cactus Wren Turquoise, Sunset Grain Cobalt Blue) but still, I love the way that the house is not like any other house on the block.
Growing up, the closest major building was Luke Air Force Base. Now there are grocery stores encroaching upon this once outlying community. There are Del Webb properties sneaking up every year. People actually want to live out in the middle of, what used to be, fucking nowhere.
The influx of people certainly does not add to the culture reservoir. There is a nice arts scene that is happening downtown but for the most part AZ is void of anything that is remotely identifying as an AZ cultural birthmark.
It's funny to see people that move from other parts of the country and settle here. Their houses try to look as rustic as possible without having to plant an outhouse on their front lawn. I grew up here and I hate the rustic look. if the look happens just because of age then it is fine. It looks nice. But if one believes that making their house look like a fucking hogan is what people in AZ do then they are sorely mistaken. Which leads us to...
Desert Landscaping. If I remember the desert correctly (I've only lived in one for 26 years so I have a vague memory) it is made of fucking dirt and sand. People have carpets that they vaccum to keep them from being dirty so why would one want to litter their front lawn (and I use the term "lawn" very loosely in this sense) with four tons of rock and a cactus skeleton. Grass motherfuckers! Plant grass. Plant a fucking tree. Anything but that grainy assed large gravel that is placed on the front of four out of every five homes. People say that desert landscaping is easy to maintain. If you are going to be lazy, do not buy a fucking house. Rent an apartment--like me.
Jeez, I must have some pent up aggression because the past two posts have been slightly venemous. Oh well, fuck it. Maybe this will help:
There we go. Much brighter.
A friend of mine moved into his new house yesterday so we hung out at his place. He has an HOA. I could have puked. HOAs are the worst fucking thing on the planet--well--next to all of the other bad things.
I hate masterplanned communities. It's pretty funny considering I live in the fucking nesting place of all masterplanned communities.
Phoenix used to be a huge grid of easily navigated streets. Now there is a huge mishmash of outlying communities that require a GPS system for navigation.
I'm probably just spoiled because I lived in an area where every house was different. We didn't have any fucking models to look at or a specific builder that we had to pick from. My dad drew up the plans for the house and hired somebody to build the motherfucker. Custom home built in 1989 in Waddell, AZ for $185,000 and that included two acres of land to blow shit up on (I was a teenage pyro, now I'm a 26 year-old pyro. Sunrise, sunset.) Now he recieves offers on his house for $600,000. Why? Because motherfuckers want to buy out the community, raze it, then build a shopping mall and some track homes. Fuck that shit. I'm not saying that the house doesn't need some help (the color scheme is so nauseatingly Scottsdale i.e. Desert Tortoise Mauve, Cactus Wren Turquoise, Sunset Grain Cobalt Blue) but still, I love the way that the house is not like any other house on the block.
Growing up, the closest major building was Luke Air Force Base. Now there are grocery stores encroaching upon this once outlying community. There are Del Webb properties sneaking up every year. People actually want to live out in the middle of, what used to be, fucking nowhere.
The influx of people certainly does not add to the culture reservoir. There is a nice arts scene that is happening downtown but for the most part AZ is void of anything that is remotely identifying as an AZ cultural birthmark.
It's funny to see people that move from other parts of the country and settle here. Their houses try to look as rustic as possible without having to plant an outhouse on their front lawn. I grew up here and I hate the rustic look. if the look happens just because of age then it is fine. It looks nice. But if one believes that making their house look like a fucking hogan is what people in AZ do then they are sorely mistaken. Which leads us to...
Desert Landscaping. If I remember the desert correctly (I've only lived in one for 26 years so I have a vague memory) it is made of fucking dirt and sand. People have carpets that they vaccum to keep them from being dirty so why would one want to litter their front lawn (and I use the term "lawn" very loosely in this sense) with four tons of rock and a cactus skeleton. Grass motherfuckers! Plant grass. Plant a fucking tree. Anything but that grainy assed large gravel that is placed on the front of four out of every five homes. People say that desert landscaping is easy to maintain. If you are going to be lazy, do not buy a fucking house. Rent an apartment--like me.
Jeez, I must have some pent up aggression because the past two posts have been slightly venemous. Oh well, fuck it. Maybe this will help:
There we go. Much brighter.
