I do not edit these at all. I just type out what I wrote down, which also wasnt edited. This blog is not me showing you (who are you, anyway?) stuff I consider perfectly formed or whatever, its just raw material. I tend to use these later on to make more fully formed things (songs, for example), but this is me sharing my first impression, sketches, and feelings with anyone and everyone.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Last Night
Finally something worth talking about. 3 Women played a show in a restaurant in a tiny tiny village. I was there, and I recorded it. There was an old man in the back. I was standing next to him recording the show. All of a sudden, he broke out this harmonica and started softly playing along. From where I was standing his volume matched the sound on stage. It was amazing! This man has many stories to tell- he came from Switzerland, many many stories. I told the women on stage after the show what I had done, they want to hear it now. I was transfixed while they were playing. Basically I had a great time :)
Finally something worth talking about. 3 Women played a show in a restaurant in a tiny tiny village. I was there, and I recorded it. There was an old man in the back. I was standing next to him recording the show. All of a sudden, he broke out this harmonica and started softly playing along. From where I was standing his volume matched the sound on stage. It was amazing! This man has many stories to tell- he came from Switzerland, many many stories. I told the women on stage after the show what I had done, they want to hear it now. I was transfixed while they were playing. Basically I had a great time :)
Friday, April 25, 2008
East Hastings has a horribly jarring ending, like someone is sticking a robot mosquito in your ear and then twisting it around. And yet, this is the best song right now. I fucking love it.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
to the tune of spout/beg by colourbook
fuck it man. Im drunk and I had a good time. except I didnt have a good time at all. the tequila was fun and the friends were nice, but I didnt feel it. I havent felt it in a long time. Maybe its the song, maybe its something else, but I find myself wishing you were in danger. wishing you were in trouble. wishing you hurt yourself. wishing you fucked yourself up, so that no one else loved you. then, I could come, and you would know I loved you all along. I could come, and save you. You would have to realize that I loved you all along. That YOU love me. that is why people like the movies. the movies fucking arrange life so that two people can be in love. the fucking circumstances mean soo much. I want to embrace what I feel when I think of you in another person, but I havent been able to yet. I want to make you understand, but I think you already know. Why am I so convinced that you still love me? why does everything I experience in life that resembles beauty or inspiration make me think of the clumsy stupid times we had? the days and nights of notes and fumbling. the excited crazyness of yourself. I had you FIRST. you learned from me. dont ever forget that I learned from you. dont ever forget the rooftop. dont ever forget what I said. I meant every word. Im over here to get over you. It hasnt worked so far. know anyone like you? am I spoiled? why am I drawn to sabotage? my love has turned selfish. leave me alone. you cant, though. you need to run, because I cant leave you alone.
fuck it man. Im drunk and I had a good time. except I didnt have a good time at all. the tequila was fun and the friends were nice, but I didnt feel it. I havent felt it in a long time. Maybe its the song, maybe its something else, but I find myself wishing you were in danger. wishing you were in trouble. wishing you hurt yourself. wishing you fucked yourself up, so that no one else loved you. then, I could come, and you would know I loved you all along. I could come, and save you. You would have to realize that I loved you all along. That YOU love me. that is why people like the movies. the movies fucking arrange life so that two people can be in love. the fucking circumstances mean soo much. I want to embrace what I feel when I think of you in another person, but I havent been able to yet. I want to make you understand, but I think you already know. Why am I so convinced that you still love me? why does everything I experience in life that resembles beauty or inspiration make me think of the clumsy stupid times we had? the days and nights of notes and fumbling. the excited crazyness of yourself. I had you FIRST. you learned from me. dont ever forget that I learned from you. dont ever forget the rooftop. dont ever forget what I said. I meant every word. Im over here to get over you. It hasnt worked so far. know anyone like you? am I spoiled? why am I drawn to sabotage? my love has turned selfish. leave me alone. you cant, though. you need to run, because I cant leave you alone.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
(sorry its late, tell me what you think whydontcha)
Im a word that I havent learned yet.
and I dont know and I dont care; but I will love everything I see
Its soo fucking intense sometimes, and I cant explain
But it compels me to try
so Ill try
I liked the way I looked in those clothes
and when I danced in the bathroom late at night
I liked the way I felt, like my body could talk
maybe it knows the words I havent learned
when you express, you seperate, cut off, exclude
to write, I exclude.
cut off all senses to focus on one
but do I have to? im wrong actually
im listening to music write now.
are these words even mine?
should I pay royalties to my muse?
what we consume becomes what we express
we are what we eat
you know, I love you, you know.
and If you were me, if you really got me
then I could show you all of me
ME ME ME ME ME ME ME
ME ME ME ME ME ME ME
but YOU? who are YOU?
are you worth my time?
can I see through you? and when I do
consume, which is what ill do
and throw the empty can away.
I could lie, but I just want attention.
when inspiration makes me want to scream
I focus the scream and try to express
but do I just want attention?
in order to be an artist, maybe you cant be satisfied
satisfied with what the world makes you feel
you cant just enjoy it yourself
you need to compel others to identify with you
you just want them to BECOME YOU
Im a word that I havent learned yet.
and I dont know and I dont care; but I will love everything I see
Its soo fucking intense sometimes, and I cant explain
But it compels me to try
so Ill try
I liked the way I looked in those clothes
and when I danced in the bathroom late at night
I liked the way I felt, like my body could talk
maybe it knows the words I havent learned
when you express, you seperate, cut off, exclude
to write, I exclude.
cut off all senses to focus on one
but do I have to? im wrong actually
im listening to music write now.
are these words even mine?
should I pay royalties to my muse?
what we consume becomes what we express
we are what we eat
you know, I love you, you know.
and If you were me, if you really got me
then I could show you all of me
ME ME ME ME ME ME ME
ME ME ME ME ME ME ME
but YOU? who are YOU?
are you worth my time?
can I see through you? and when I do
consume, which is what ill do
and throw the empty can away.
I could lie, but I just want attention.
when inspiration makes me want to scream
I focus the scream and try to express
but do I just want attention?
in order to be an artist, maybe you cant be satisfied
satisfied with what the world makes you feel
you cant just enjoy it yourself
you need to compel others to identify with you
you just want them to BECOME YOU
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
"Time Stops" by Explosions in the Sky is a song I wanna cover with the DC someday. So my new job is a big challenge, im working for the government. lots and lots of higher level thinking here, its exhausting but definietly what im looking for. also, this is me, in a way
Monday, April 14, 2008
Wierd thoughts sometimes. Sometimes I want bad things to happen to people I love, so I can dramatically save them in order for them to notice I love them more. Ever wonder if the hero and the girl in the action movie would have ended up with each other if the conflict of the movie were taken out?
Friday, April 11, 2008
So I just saw The Darjeeling Limited. Overall a worth watching film! Owen Wilson actually downplayed his performance, which was a welcome change. Gave plenty of room for Adrian Brody and Jason Schwartzman (Sp?) to really let there characters come through.
Keremeos is a nice looking place. remind me to play guitar more.
Seeya!
Keremeos is a nice looking place. remind me to play guitar more.
Seeya!
Thursday, April 3, 2008
good evening.
ive been up for 72 hours straight. im in keremeos. more to come later.
:)
ZZZzzzZZZ
ive been up for 72 hours straight. im in keremeos. more to come later.
:)
ZZZzzzZZZ
Sunday, March 30, 2008
I hope the DC are doing well, im hearing lots of stuff from them about how they are doing. I wrote a poem last night, but its on a comp without internet and Im in no mood to work to bring it here yet. but I will, someday! anyway, see you later man.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
saw a movie, got a new shirt, Im done my job in quebec, and on wednesday ill be in BC. exciting times eh! you know what? im not a snob. I like some really popular music! I STILL think "rock lobster" by the B-52s is underrated! also, the movie "Revolver" is really about analytical psychology. just so you know.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
been studying Transhumanism, today Cryonics in praticular. Ive decided that to me, amnesia is closer to true death than when your biological functions stop. in a way, at least. wierd eh?
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
soo... went to montreal. was good. bought the new Advance Wars game. I really wanna take it online when I get the chance. Anyway... The DC are playing their first PAID show soon. good luck to you guys! I recently discovered The Dodos. their new album, Visiter, is really cool. its minimal instrumentation (as in NUMEBR of instruments) but those instruments are really complex, and the drumming is very featured. also, I wrote a song, called "Little More World". Its pretty sweet :)
Friday, March 21, 2008
so im researching my next katimavik location (Keremeos, BC) and I did a google blog post. I found this post in caps: SHOWING MORE PASSING ACTION OF UNDER GROUND MOVEMENT
Turns out it was just about earthquakes.
damn i miss music scenes.
Turns out it was just about earthquakes.
damn i miss music scenes.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
That satisfying balance between melancholy and content, between dispair and peace. THATS good indie music. Beirut is doing it for me lately!
also, Obama's "A More Perfect Union" speech was... damn. im out of hyperboles. see for yourself.
also, Obama's "A More Perfect Union" speech was... damn. im out of hyperboles. see for yourself.
Monday, March 17, 2008


as a gift, I was just given a 300$ suit jacket in amazing condition that was given to the thrift store. it still had its origional tag and everything... man. thats soo cool!
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