No Title, No Time

Though I forget your name,
I remember your sweet face,
'til Doomsday fell out again.
Man, I went wild last night,
Oh I went feelin' alright.
I don't let Doomsday bother me,
Do you let it bother you?
I know you told me again and again,
Will it mean that we wont be friends?

When doomsday rears her ugly head again.

And even though you voted that awful man,
I'll never refuse your hand.
On any given Doomsday,
Or the one and only Doomsday.

Not in all my wildest dreams,
It never once was seem.
That doomsday might fall, Anywhere near a Tuesday.

But flight across the skies,
Seein' fate before my eyes.

There isn't any sense to feel the light,
For i don't plan to die.
Nor should you plan to die.

Let's Hear It For Americas Sweethearts...

I have never been more lazy in my entire life than I have been over the past 3 and a half weeks. It has been everything I thought it would be. Now I'm leaving it all behind for another go. Listen to this, I leave Thursday in the morning, drive 1500 miles to Bellingham, WA, arrive by noon on the 2nd, pick up the buttheads from the airport, and soundcheck by 5 p.m. Head back down the western coast of the U.S. with stops in Seattle, Portland, Oakland, Los Angeles and San Diego, all in a main support position for a band called The Shins. I had never heard of this band before 2 weeks ago, and the smallest venue on this tour is 1550, I must have missed the boat on this one. Continuing on with the screwed up drives, the night of the 10th, being the show in Los Angeles, I'll leave with my good friend Kyle(and our temporary merch guy)in tow, in a UHAUL rented box truck for a drive to Nashville, TN, where we'll arive on the 12th to meet the bus for the East coast leg of the tour.We will then continue to Richmond, VA for the first show, with about 10 or so more scattered along the Eastern seaboard, ending with 2 nights in a row at Terminal 5 in New York, NY. After this we're left with task of navigating from there, all the way back home....Not complaining at all.

If you have not familiarized yourself with a band by the name of The Other Lives, consider this your final warning before you won't be considered cool. This is a sure fire top ten of 2009 for myself, and any music publications that are worth a shit. They were the main support for the headlining tour in February, amazing people with amazing music and an amazing future ahead of them.

Remember This.....

Clint steps in to establish the beat,
4/4 hip hop and you don't stop.
This unique approach to start an EP,
Intended to shock, create a mystique.
A cheap strategy, a marketing scheme,
Building awareness for the next LP.
They've got a good fan base,
They've got integrity,
They've got a DC sound,
Shudder to Think, Fugazi.
And Chapel Hill Around The Early 90's,
This is the latest from Saddle Creek.

It's Soooo Groovy.....And Heavy

Since that last post was such a dirtbag move, I had to post this right after to lower it from the top of my page.Everyone has been asking me if I'm bummed out lately...it sucks. I'm not bummed, just a little disheartened. I feel like I don't have any control right now, I need to be in control. I haven't done anything for the past 3 weeks and it's wearing on me. The screen on my soon to be retired phone just completely split in half. I've cut myself with it 4 times!!!

I love hangin out with Shannon, she chills soooo hard. It's nice to have a friend where you don't have to try to be friends, it's just there, and you know it. I'd be completely screwed without her right now. I pray that everything she has goin on in her life right now works out for the best, and the stuff that doesn't ends with solace and relief. She possibly is one of the best friends I've had in my life. As much as I'm an ass sometimes, and she's an ass sometimes, it's always fun. So I know you're gonna read this and make fun of me for writing it, but, just remember, I can move your arm, or burp and blow it in your face. You'll probably just wipe boogers on my shirt though.......dang it.

Detox Just To Retox

I really need a Carah Faye.

Shady Girls And Warmer Climates

I am in such a good place in my life right, I feel like I have opportunities that if you would've told me 5 years ago I'd have now, I would've said don't screw with me.There's only one thing I can't get past, and it's probably the one thing that everyone can relate to.I hate to be that person that writes about these kind of issues on the Internet as if for a sympathetic response or some half-hearted hug in the form of words.That's not what this is, at all.Every time I get so excited on a girl it's like, well I don't know what it's like, it just falls apart within a month...if that.I'm not an angel by any means when it comes to blowing it within relationships, I've burned more bridges and made more bad decisions than I care to think about or remember.

Imagine having the most perfectly suited, insanely smart, drop dead gorgeous woman, not girl, woman, in your life and not having the means to do anything about it, that's what I deal with daily it feels like.The easiest way to sum it up is, some guy's have all the luck.It is so unhealthy for me to dwell on that, I am beyond aware. I'm just sick of being the footnote to someone else's happiness, the back up plan, or friend.I've built up my standards so high, to meet the way she makes me feel, that it would be unattainable for anyone else to meet.So what I'm forced to do is shove that completely to the back part of my brain that no one uses, and continue about my day.

A letter to the cause :

I know I just threw that out there as if that's what is causing my problems in some deep rooted, psychological miss-fire, it's not.Not at all.It's been you in these past instances, mistaking my kindness for weakness, I'm not a fucking doormat.That feels incredible to say, liberating.The things I do, I did, were purely out of wanting to make your life easier, your always screwed predicaments into something more livable.Every gesture was pure, every compliment was untouched by a motive.I now know you never meant a word you said, not a single one.Thank you for giving me this experience, the tear in my thin string of trust I own.You'll never be her, you never were.Maybe one day you'll liberate your heart, like the children you fight for.Read this, like I read yours.

Ode' To San Francisco

I just now got around to uploading a couple videos I shot on the last tour.If you don't have a Flip video camera, you should get one, they're GENIUS and only like $100 bucks.