Saturday, February 26, 2005

the-get-set.

walkie talkies knock the pins down as i listen to this. just waiting to get out. waiting to go to go. lets have fun. i'll see you all tonight.

like a big top.

mars volta and laundry. just killing time till i go to practice. Hopefully it will be better cause i won't be all hungover and feel like shit, although i have this headache i just can't shake. It seems like i've had it for days, but all the pills i take, they don't do a thing. i really didn't have a good reason to start in on this thing, i just had time to kill. tonight should be fun, in theory. tuesday was fun, so hopefully tonight will be. I guess it all depends, but i think it will be fun. i just need to lose this headache.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

baby doll.

well. i feel like i haven't talked into you in a while. i'm writing way more in my journal. all my super secret thoughts go in there. and then they become songs. it's all a big cycle. so the most private things i can think of eventually will be screamed into a microphone. I'm in a new band now. it's way fun. i have been wanting to be in a band again for so long, just getting away from the country stuff i had fallen into, and now i'm free to. the songs these guys have written (they were a band before i joined) are so great, i'm really jealous of their guitar lines. Either way, hopefully within a few months we will be playing a show, and maybe you'll come. and maybe you'll like it. or maybe you can throw something, either way, your presence is requested. i'm so stoked it's sunny out today! i'm going to get something to eat and go practice. enjoi your day.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

in the key of b sharp.

i guess i wanted to have something to type about. anything typed would be such a bummer you would look into your monitor and turn into a pile of dust. Man, but on the other hand, i came home the other day and there was an episode of ucb that i had never seen before. Then after that was the little donnie episode. It was at the concert when all the kids are moshing, and then donnie gets the autograph, and the dad goes "what does it say"? the mom looks at it and goes "mommas got some big old titties". I for real laughed for like a good two minutes, then contemplated putting on the first season just to watch that episode over again. Man, i stink of cigarettes so bad. that sucks, i guess i can't wear this outfit tomorrow. who am i kidding? of course i will. I really love this album i've got on the wheel right now. I want to smash my guitar everytime i listen to it. Not out of rock-ness, but because i will never be able to play guitar like this bro. a good time should be had on thursday and friday hopefully. Fun times at alchemize on thursday, and the wilco show is friday. man, i wish those tickets were for your birthday, abby. Then i could go, "happy birthday, darling". alas, it was a christmas present. So i'm fucking lame. Well, time to get more bummed out watching punch drunk love. enjoi your wednesday. who knows what might happen?

Saturday, February 05, 2005

hey jack, it's me.

what an unusal little day. usually i am off on saturdays, leaving me to fill up on friday night, and sleep/eat off the drink in the daytime. Today though, i had to put in a hard 6, so i had to be a responsible youth, and keep my shit together and stay in. it was a time though. i tidied up and set up my new hi-fi and listened to some dusty old records. I flipped some pages and that was a night. i then awoke from my sleep at the hour of oh-five-hundred to find myself unable to get back to sleep. With that i decided to see what the old boob-tube had to offer and i found that baby blues was on, so i peeped it for a minute or five. But then what happened, you ask?? Well a little show called mr. show came on. unedited. thats right, i got to hear bad language on tv. Mind you i say fuck about 50 times a day, but for some reason hearing "shit" on network television is the highest form of entertainment to me. Oh well, now i'm spinning hot jam.. oh hey shit, thats funny. As of late everything i use or do has taken on the moniker of (monikey) bigsound. sort of like a franchise of sorts. And in the folds of that franchise lies a playlist that is pretty on time by any account. No matter what you are into, you can find a little something to listen to. real fun.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

outta sight outta mind

it sleeps in me. there is a someone somewhere. but sleeps in me. it's just now waking up. and getting ready. how it goes. where it goes. how it works. no wait no wait no wait no wait there. diving we're finding we may just be lost. but it's all okay. i may have been caught. webs and traps and every thought. i used to read that book to a person over the line. i used to read the end of lots of chapters to someone who didn't care. but it was about love and i had to loud. i would use such terms and speak in words that no one would ever hear. i just feel like if there is a moment i should be honest it's to a machine. no i'm kidding. i'll be honest later. some picture that would fit your scripture. the numbers fit, but some dreams won't. i've been out but i won't. i'm onto you. oh i'm onto you. oh i'm onto you. oh i'm onto you. my face is numb and i may i may just be. stretched out for real you are so fucking beautiful and i guess it's just the things we scream out and don't stand by............. i bought a record when i was just a child. if you are really my friend come ask me what it was. if you care for me one fucking bit just ask. i'm not hiding this. i want to be forward. just come ask me what that record was. if you care at all. if you if yu fyou if oyu fi ddifyouidididyouyoyuou if you youyou iy fyuoyyu if you careca reca rec a careatall

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

there comes a time in every man's life when... oh hey, shit! is king of the hill on?

big ups. many thanks to jamie for randomly swinging by my crib yesterday to run to the village and the book store. Without your visit i would not have 4 sweet new tops, and a new hi-fi. bitchin' to say the least. the big downer of my day was getting the shit i ordered from saddle creek only to find they sent the wrong size t-shirt. oh well, i think i'll live. i watched the grudge tonight. fucking lames-ville. boring and not scary at all. and no nudity! what gives? i have another movie i have yet to watch, so lets hope the outcome is a little better. i think i might perk up in the next few weeks. who knows? i got good news about a show tonight, which is always good. but then i got bad news about a show. but then i'm winning both the things i'm bidding on through e-bay. but then i can't shake this stomache ache. but then i realize that i have tomorrow and every hour after that and everyday and every night to find it. to get on with it. and suddenly like a ton of bricks i find the things i think could keep me around. maybe a few days. or maybe not. cities far away, they aren't all that great. being sick, you could sleep in their graves. just staying up late, getting lost, and learning to pray.