January 2011
1 post
shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit
should
not have
done that
December 2010
1 post
I guess it’s weird that I smoke cigarettes now. But I like it. Although right now its only 1 or 2 before I go to sleep. I know this will eventually turn into a habit. I’m going to get smelly and nasty from this, but at the same time, I don’t know if that bothers me.
November 2010
2 posts
Good days roll into these bad nights. Hopefully I will wake up and not be in such an awful mood.
I want to be at the level where when people hear a song I’ve written, they say damn that is honest.
October 2010
1 post
Not cut out for it
September 2010
3 posts
out with the bad, in with the good.
Better known as the digestive process
So there’s moving on and then there is also moving on. I think I finally understand the difference.
I think I actually mean it this time when I say I’m gonna change.
August 2010
1 post
“Your heartbeat is the only sound I ever want to hear Your heartbeat is the only sound I ever want to hear Side two is over Silence makes it clear My fingers lace your hips We speak skin to skin As I kiss your lips As I kiss your lips As I kiss your lips I am alive again” So happy with how this song came out in the studio. I’m excited to hear the only known proof that this ginger...
July 2010
5 posts
and maybe I can figure this out
NBA Jam
Finally I hear back from a job I applied to, too bad I’m out of the country right?
I’ve lost my head
Prefer foolishness instead
My words just rise
Leaving all good sense behind
“While We’re Young” by Department of Eagles
They are so good and this song rules.
Pedro the Lion and Owen never get old on drives.
June 2010
3 posts
Summer is boring. I want to tour.
I hate my PC. It crashed and now I’ve lost probably half a dozen or so songs I’ve written that I have nowhere else. I love writing songs somewhat drunk. I should start posting things on this instead of saving it to a shitty computer.
I am not my brother’s keeper I’m just an asshole who’d send you up river I’d turn you over to the hungry crowds for thirty pieces of silver
May 2010
9 posts
tramps like us baby we were born to run
Some things I listened to in middle school are still amazing. Case in point Taking Back Sunday.
Oh thank you city of Gainesville, I would really love to pay that parking ticket. Yes please make it 50$. Thanks city of gainesville.
Music →
One of my really good friends who moved up to Boston. Caleb makes amazing music by himself. Listen to Lo,in the Leaves
“May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope...”
– Bruce Springsteen
I perfected my game It’s like a true religion I’m just a carrier pigeon With an over-dutch name It’s a perfect time To let my mind decide On the right direction To fly this vision of mine Yeah I can’t say I won But oh to make it right But there’s so many sins We could resurrect tonight And I down enough coffee and excedrin By quarter to eleven To freak a family of...
Dog movies
I fucking hate movies with dogs. I accidentally turned on Turner and Hooch this morning. And we all know how that ends. I don’t get why if a dog is one of the main characters, bad shit has to happen. Old Yeller, Turner and Hooch, Marley and Me. I’m gonna write a story where the dog doesn’t get killed. They should just kill a cat or something if they have to kill off an animal.
April 2010
34 posts
Lets fall in love singing the old songs our parents got lost in I want to be lost I want to be lost with you
haha singing this new song is gonna be fun? Having to learn words to play by friday and its the opening song. Time to bomb.
Pretty sure I’m not sure what I’m typing.
I think I’m pretty sure everyday you open your eyes is beautiful.
Skee-lo knew what was up
I wish I was little bit taller I wish I was a baller I wish I had a girl who looked good I would call her I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat And a ‘64 Impala
Time to Make Our Own Electricity →
azspot:
Imagine how different your life would be if next Earth Day a year from now, yousupplied the power to this computer—by pedaling, churning or dancing. The way these students in Pendleton, Indiana, did, when they managed to run lights, a TV and a DVD player off of stationary bikes.
You’d use less oil, natural gas and coal, because you’d be taking less electricity from the grid. So you’d...
MeWithoutYou- Bullets to Binary
Damn I...
holycrapitsjen:
Rocky Raccoon— The Beatles
The...
Waitress in the Sky by The Replacements
Best...
hahaahahaa
When I'm Sixty-Four
When I get older, losing my hair Many years from now Will you still be sending me a Valentine Birthday greetings, bottle of wine? If I’d been out till quarter to three Would you lock the door? Will you still need me, will you still feed me When I’m sixty-four? You’ll be older too And if you say the word I could stay with you I could be handy, mending a fuse When your lights have...
This Beatles song is super Indian right now. I don’t know how I’m dealing with this. Beatles on vinyl makes me understand them. That and the fact that I am currently across the universe. This can’t be the Beatles, its like an Indian music jam-out. I don’t understand this anymore. This is one of those posts I regret when I wake-up?
A Trenchant Critique by Owen
You said that you...
this moment by Bukowski
it’s a farce, the great actors, the great poets, the great statesmen, the great painters, the great composers, the great loves, it’s a farce, a farce, a farce, history and the recording of it, forget it, forget it.
you must begin all over again. throw all that out. all of them out
you are alone with now.
look at your fingernails. touch your nose.
begin.
the day flings itself upon you.
