August 2011
1 post
my heart fucking hurts.
god, i hate this.
December 2009
1 post
sometimes i feel like i’m already dead.
October 2009
1 post
i can't tell you what i don't know.
September 2009
2 posts
i gotta make it happen.
jesus christ, i gotta.
what happens when it never happens?
August 2009
2 posts
oh you motherfuckers.
you disappoint me.
July 2009
20 posts
not a fan of the 4am premonitions.
there is absolutely nothing better for the soul than music. not a fucking thing.
why does success seem to come to some people so easily? i’ve worked so fucking hard for (what feelsl like) nothing.
i’m steady failing.
musics.
four year strong - explains it all.
checking out this record right now. for those unfamiliar, this is cover album. i like what i hear for the most part but am i the only one who thinks they skimped on the vocals? i fucking love that they did everclear’s so much for the afterglow. easily my favorite everclear song of all time.
i heard a tiny bit of the new thrice & mayday parade...
voodoo amps endorsement? crossing fingers.
i just listened to all of the old vanity affair songs that never got properly recorded. i fucking hate what that band turned into but i have to admit that there were some really cool songs that never saw the light of day. that’s the most difficult part of being in a band. there’s no insurance. you don’t know how people will react to your music. but you have to be true to...
Shatstorm This game is to be played while watching anything starring the one and only William Shatner. Old episodes of Star Trek are ideal for this, and there are enough of them to keep it interesting. Everytime Shatner either overacts or performs a signature Shatnerism, declare a Shatstorm and assign it a rating on the hurricane scale, Category 1-5. Take that many sips of a mixed drink, wine or...
the hunt is sweeter than the kill…until months later. how many more times will it take for me to realize this?
only love can win.
secret desires hold you up to the flames.
and what do i get?
dream to make believe.
there is nothing better to play on guitar than 80s hair metal riffs. no joke.
ah ha!
i just discovered my next tattoo. no one else on the planet will have it either. sweet.
June 2009
20 posts
i want real love.
the real shit. nothing more, nothing less.
played the pageant to SOLD OUT crowd (2000) tonight with story of the year. this was a major milestone for me in terms of playing music.
i could get used to this. goodnight.
last flight home made me feel whole again tonight.
still crushing.
rock music needs it’s rock stars back. and i’m not talking about trace cyrus or . anyone can look the part. anyone can read a script. i want to see more people that just go against the grain. i want passion. i want reality. i want truth. watching people going through the motions is about as tired as ron jeremy’s dick.
i can’t wait to get into my new place…wherever that may be.
are you dead yet?
give me that fucking spotlight and i’ll never let it go.
May 2009
8 posts
here today.
gone tomorrow.