today i lended my vocal talent for the audio to a 6th grade educational video about the dangers of fraternizing, skylarkings, tomfooleries, and sexual relations with the undead. Suzy's brain gets eaten, Henry misses out on college and football stardom because his skin falls off... an american tragedy. to sum up my feelings on this event, i have no choice but to horribly misquote a classic by Ant Langdon:
Oh what a tragic waste of time
Snuggling with that revnant as she jumps out of line
Not much to offer, but i should have known
Like most good drummers, mine writes dumbass songs.
in other news, rock shows keep the earth in an eliptical orbit instead of plummeting toward sun, and in a couple of weeks I once again get the privaledge of contributing to the survival of the species. On April 9th in marshall, tx, sydfloyd's thunderous pelvic gyrations, Jonny Utah's blast-o-riffic beats, and the grinding, whooshing, zany somewhat-guitar-related antics of yours truly will provide all the centripital force necessary to keep the planet safe and sound on its pleasantly egg-shaped journey. And if we get our demo cd (progressing brilliantly until the digression into this lamo zombie song) finished by the show, we can expect moderate temps throughout the summer, a $0.25 drop in gasoline prices, and nuclear disarmament of North Korea.
oh btw, Mike is not one of the people on my sound engineer/producer's hit list- the happy fun digeridoo (sp??) experiments were blasted from their magnetic existence months ago without malice or ill-feeling. Their is a huge difference between mutually non-commital messing around and getting f'ed in the a.
Oh what a tragic waste of time
Snuggling with that revnant as she jumps out of line
Not much to offer, but i should have known
Like most good drummers, mine writes dumbass songs.
in other news, rock shows keep the earth in an eliptical orbit instead of plummeting toward sun, and in a couple of weeks I once again get the privaledge of contributing to the survival of the species. On April 9th in marshall, tx, sydfloyd's thunderous pelvic gyrations, Jonny Utah's blast-o-riffic beats, and the grinding, whooshing, zany somewhat-guitar-related antics of yours truly will provide all the centripital force necessary to keep the planet safe and sound on its pleasantly egg-shaped journey. And if we get our demo cd (progressing brilliantly until the digression into this lamo zombie song) finished by the show, we can expect moderate temps throughout the summer, a $0.25 drop in gasoline prices, and nuclear disarmament of North Korea.
oh btw, Mike is not one of the people on my sound engineer/producer's hit list- the happy fun digeridoo (sp??) experiments were blasted from their magnetic existence months ago without malice or ill-feeling. Their is a huge difference between mutually non-commital messing around and getting f'ed in the a.
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[Edited on Mar 15, 2005 1:34AM]