Friday, September 14, 2007


PACKIN!
i move tomorrow.
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excting!!
so yeah, if I dont post for a while, internet issues. should be online and ok pretty soon after I move.
busy busy busy!

oh yeah, something deep and personal...


I have a long memory,
and a toubled past.

I have a gentle hand
and a distant heart.

I have a knowing smile
and a cautious glance.

I have memories of you
I have memories of you
I have memories of you.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

You wanna get rich?
Quick?
Ill tell you how.

Be born rich.

If you cant to that, try and get the rich people richer. If you can, they will give you a little bit of their richness, and you will be rich too. Once you are rich, its easy. Money makes more money if you have plenty to start with.

Monday, September 10, 2007

it all seems so small now.

2 things in life make me feel like I should just spend my whole life doing one thing.

Love(romance)

and Love(Compassion)

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Lately I question the first. When you take your blinders off, the whole world is on fire. We live in the most peaceful, isolated place right now, but that shouldnt be an excuse to pretend people arent dying for horrible reasons. I feel drawn to help. I dont know what to do, though.
Damn you National Geographic...
yeah right, like we can pretend to be ignorant to the wars and the violence anyway...

Friday, September 7, 2007

ok thats it, enough laziness. time for a BIG topic.

EVERYTHING!

Wayy back when, (think around 40-50 years) There were lots of things in place to stop people who felt creative from expressing themselves, and moreover getting their expression-stuff to people who dont realize they wanna find it. This meant that a small number of people actually did it (writers, artists, musicians). This used to be thought of as a filter process: that is, the most talented just happen to also be the most dedicated, and the most creatively inspiring, all at once. You were all three; or you were none. An easy way to separate the inspirers and the inspirees.
Turns out, we were wrong. Talent turned out to be based on enthusiasm, love, and a sense of spirituality with whatever inspires a "Talented" person to create, not some sort of built-in aspect. "Dedication" is an unfair term because wealthy people can spend more time "Dedicating" themselves to their creative craft; people born poor must spend more time making their lives possible (work, food, money-stress etc); not everyone CAN dedicate themselves, due only to their circumstances, not their own choice. Being creatively inspiring back then wasnt about how well your art/music was, it was about ADVERTISEMENT! If 1,000,000 people hear your song, you get 100,000 fans. (Holy shit! 100,000 people like me! Im Rich/Popular!) If 1000 people hear your song and you get 500 fans, was your music more inspiring? It wouldnt feel like it, but you affected HALF your audience, while someone with a media engine and money to burn gets a lot more people, even if only 10% of listeners like him/her. So, the famous/rich/"Best" artists are NOT more dedicated, more talented, or even more inspiring to their audience. This is the way things have been going for a long time.

Now, EVERYTHING Is changing.

The ratio of successful musicians to fans overall, averaged across the board, was at least 1:10,000.
This is due to the reasons I explained previously. Our definitions are changing, and the barriers are disappearing. "successful" to me, means happy enough with life to continue writing new material. Its a lot easier to be a successful musician today.

Its a snowball effect. First off, thanks to the Internet and general technology, more and more musicians can express whatever they want, whenever they want. "Getting it out there" is easier than ever. Shit, i mean, look at this blog, LOL. I type at home, and these words instantly become online forever, waiting patiently until the end of time for anyone to read them. I didnt pay anyone so that I can write this; It costs me next to nothing, and nobody tells me what to write. I am Independant, and I dont need anyone's help in the steps between Ideas forming in my head, and this blog'o'words filling up. Dont ever forget how mind blowing that seems to someone, like, 20 years ago. So, more musicians are online. Inevitably, people start listening to more and more different bands. Listening to these bands inspires people to be musicians. They then put their stuff online. Which is then found.

Look, its like this.

More MUSICIANS can express themselves cheaper and easier=more varied and unique IDEAS about every topic are available to the audience. More IDEAS=more INSPIRATION since fans have better odds of finding an IDEA that helps them feel self-actualized (inspired). More INSPIRATION=More kids wanting to start a Band to express Ideas, greater confidence in devoting life to INSPIRATION, and less fear of spending time/money on it. Less fear coupled with less time/money needed to express inspiration due to things like the Internet and technology, gives us more MUSICIANS.

MUSICIANS MAKE IDEAS,
IDEAS MAKE INSPIRATION,
INSPIRATION MAKES MUSICIANS.

Thats the snowball effect.

This leads to a question.

If more and more people are being drawn into creating music, what happens to the traditional role of Audience?

Suddenly that 1:10000 ratio I mentioned earlier looks more like 1:1.
Do you realize how fucking incredible that is?

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Weird, sometimes I dont write because im paranoid about who reads this, and sometimes I dont write because im depressed that no one will. Fucked up, eh?

In order for me to love someone, I need them to love the art that I love. I dont like that about myself very much. If a girl doesnt "get" my music, thats ok, but if she doesnt ever want to try and understand what connects me to my music, what makes me love it soo much, then I lose feeling for her. Wierd.
Barren

Went to the beach at 3 am

Foggy

Wet

Tide was out. It felt so wierd, standing in the middle of a huge expanse of sand. I looked forward, and I felt peaceful. Looking backwards reminded me of the pull of thousands of human minds buzzing about. It made me realize that I do have a spiritual side, and its very important to me.

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Got 100 bucks yesterday, for basically no reason.
good times!

Moving out in two weeks as of today. Im wondering what life'll be like on my own. Everyone else my age is in college, im sort of worried I wont "make it". My priority right now however is to move out on my own, and to live. Thats hard enough.
Check out Detective Collective.

Friday, August 31, 2007

new computer!

regular posts to come?

MAYBE

Monday, August 27, 2007

two chords are in my head right now

Cmaj7 and Em, back and forth.

long day at work, im basically nocturnal now. im excited about moving out soon. This computer randomly crashes; not much fun. been playing lots of guitar lately, also busy busy busy. trying to plan out my money so everything fits for living on my own... scary? yeah kinda. but also doable!
lastly...

Friday, August 24, 2007


DaynightDaynight

Day and night bleed together for me. I wish it did for more people. I work graveyards, so i dont ever quite know when to sleep. This makes me wide awake at decidedly ungodly hours. I dont care tho, life is better when everyone else is asleep. Come to the beach at night, and you will know what I mean.

Sunday, August 19, 2007


What makes a person human?

Lets look at the range of answers here, from the mundane to the philosophical.
Is humanity something you are born with? I think so, because babies cant really make decisions about their personalities. As we go through life, we change based on our decisions. Who could I have been if I acted differently? A person living life can lose their humanity if they become slaves to things they hate.
Being able to figure things out doesn't necessarily make you any more able to deal with what you now understand. I never really understood the difference between intelligence and wisdom until recently. I need more wisdom. On a lighter note, I'm really excited about the biweekly random mini-jams me and a friend will be holding at random spots in Parksville. I finally get a no pressure way to perform for people who actually want to hear my playing.

Saturday, August 18, 2007


I save every note, email, picture, and message.


Is it masochistic to do this? Ive had many situations where I gave love to people, and received some back. These situations haven't ended well, but I still keep the memories. I also keep physical representations of the memories. I know its weird, but more than two-thirds of the serious relationships I have been in have involved writing notes or letters and passing them back and forth. When I get dumped, I have the ones they wrote to me, and they have the ones I wrote to them. Its intriguing, if neither one of us throws away the letters/notes, its like having the other in the room with you, saying "we were happy before". Am I being "emo"? I know I'm not special for dealing with these issues, everyone does. I am also not looking for sympathy or anything. Basically, I just want to relate whats on my mind without coming off as a whiny punk ass bitch.

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That said, I miss you.
you know who you are.

Friday, August 17, 2007


Music
Is
Everything
And
Nothing

Stop me if im being pretentious. Oh, you cant stop me? Too bad, I guess. When I hear a band I like, I get obsessive. I listen to EVERY song, including b-sides, rarities, and covers. Then I listen to live versions of as many songs as I can. I even read each interview the band gave. I do all this because I want to know exactly what mindset and influence created each and every sound. Obsessive, yeah. Anyone wanna suggest a band for me? lemme know. Music is everything because it has super amazing magic powers to dictate and control our mood. Music is nothing because it wont physically do anything. Music wont end a war, but it may inspire someone to.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007


SNAPSHOT:

Im on the computer. Bashu is in bed beside me. Kian is on the couch in the other room. I just had a bunch of people over, and they all had a pretty good time. I feel best when I am surrounded by friends... I am learning more and more how powerful friendship and love are. By "Powerful", I mean a mixture between really good in that I feel great when I have it, and really bad because I face depression when I don't, or when I dwell on lost ones.

Anyway, G'night beautiful.

PS

JAMES IS BACK!!!

Tuesday, August 14, 2007


I hate Paris Hiltion.

I hate Ann Coulter.


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Sorry about that. I decided that if anyone asked what the first words of my blog would be, something along the lines of what I wrote above would work. So um, hello everybody. Wait a sec, thats not right. It would be egotistical to assume that EVERYONE reads my blog. (Also, kinda scary.) Hmm...

Hello anybody.
Isn't that the crazy part about blogs? Its alluring and frightening at the same time to think about how anyone, i mean, ANYONE, could be reading this right now. Thats something new. Man, this interblogospherenetwebscape is crazy! Maybe, all my ex girlfriends are reading this all at once. Maybe, no one will read this, ever. Then again, I would be crazy to write a blog to get people to pay attention to me. No, this is how I see it. I am writing in a journal. A journal that anyone can see, if they want.

I'm not making any promises, baby. I wont sell you any crazy stories about positive writing, or frequent posts. You've been lied to too many times, baby. All I can promise you, Internet-Adventurers, Is a warm smile, random commentary on philosophy, politics, and music, and a Pocket full of dreams.