projectwarbeast

Well, Homeboy is outta rehab........ got to hang out Friday Night and kick back some beers and talk about music. Looks like it could come together. In any other case Id've said fuck him and moved on. But Filthy's my bro. Known the guy all my life, and in my home town he was the only guy that never shit on me for being my own person. You gotta understand that I came from a very Homogenized neighborhood. One Square mile, everyone knows everyone. And growing up Everyone wore their uniform.....everyone except me. Growing up, as a guy in my neighborhood you wore Adidas Gazelle Sneakers, Girbaud Jeans and a champion Sweatshirt. Or you were a man without a country........and got into alot of fights.

My uniform was a defiant middle finger to the masses. Black Levis 501s or ratty old BDUs. My vision Street Wear sneakers or a pair of boots, and the biker jacket. Everyone had Marine Brushcuts, I wore my hair long Needless to say I didn't have many friends growing up, and alot of black eyes ant fat lips. Only two guys stuck by me through growing up here. And Filthy wa one of em. He and I started making music together in about the 8th grade. Him on guitar and me on Bass, Mostly playing cover tunes. But that was basically it. Just me and Filthy. So, I stick by him. Sure the kid has problems. So, What. He's been my friend for as long as I can remember and I can't give up on him.

So, we're gonna try it out and who knows maybe I'll be back in the music game yet......

In other news. I'm outbound in 16 days for St Pat's In Dublin and then a week and a half in England.