
i am a moody fucker... snarly, pissed off and cuddly. misanthropic, antisocial and charming. from not in the mood to the satyr possessed the next...
scowling, withdrawn and hiding behind my hat to playful and teasing.






i know what it is and i'm not happy with things i cannot change. it will all come to a head soon and the fallout will have waves... the waves will suck and the tension will break and increase. ack. i hate drama.
music. thatz what i want. some rock fucking roll.
beatsauce is fucking on tonight. i love that shit. they drop the sauce across the ears. keeep the flavors equal and balanced. some dude i knew from a couple years ago, he got layed off from the company i still work for, is spinning this segment. that's good... for him, he's following his thing. mix, studio, gigs... pretty fly for a white guy dropping beats for hip hop, got featured to spin, flipping beats for featured artists.
good shit. any shit. no disrespect to get up and noticed no matter what the all thinks.
gotta get up. gotta get out. gotta get it on.
my friend the upright bass player is going to europe next month with her thing thee merry widows on myspace and on yahoo. good rock and roll.
all the monikors of music, they call themselves psychobilly, i call it rock and roll... their front female has got the pimp your band thing down. she pimps the hell out of herself and drags the band along with her. she's got presence and charisma on the front. balls out attitude and laughs all the way through the show. good shows, good shit.
i guess it's like skating, you gotta go for the suicide move. i love my sleep. i need some regularity from my job which is asking too much. it is not gonna happen. then i need a new job... i hate the thought off having to get another gig that will lay me off when the work slows down. this company has kept me working and seems like they will keep me working.
work more, buy more gear. get a better place. buy a better bertha.
when you break it down life is good. the details are frustrating. it could be a lot worse. way worse. so that means i am being a prick. it wouldn't be the first time. i just gotta suck it up and take care of what i need to do.
ramble on. rock and roll...
aloha,
j