Bringing Back The Fun @ rock shows!

I feel really inspired right about now. It'll end soon, guaranteed. Naw just the last couple shows went well and we gettin der...where? Went to see these bands last night that were absolutely amazing to me and then the oranges band played last and i dont think they were as good as the other bands. they were much tighter than the other bands and sounded really good. Style of music though wasnt necessarily my fav. The first band that went on was like a group of child looking white dudes from houston, TX called Bring Back The Guns. They were awesome. These guys do nothing but listen to and watch videos of at the drive in, which is a okay wit me. The lead singer was a showman x2 but not like obviously trying to put on a show for showmanship sake, he was like in his own world. Peep em'. The other band i'll make note of is Hockey Night who, i think, are from St. Paul. They were sweet. Lead singer was pretty had sweeping bangs and listened to too much Conor Oberst and Pavement. Which...that's sweet. They had a two drummer setup which i'm a huge fan of since seeing trail of dead and modest mouse use that setup. Hockey Night's second guitarist is the glue that holds the thing together. Hes amazing, from soloing to rhythmic scratching to stage presence. Bassist is boring to watch but i'm not writing on their live performances, im writing about their music. Keep and ear out for these guys. They're pretty. That brings me back full circle to Via Violenta...we're rockin' babee, YEAH! ...We do cameos!

Freddie Squared

my cousin is coming down tomorrow for a long weekend of fun and hi jinx. i can't wait. i havent seen the guy in like, close to 4 1/2 months. that's a long time for us. thats my bowee. we been homies since diapers. i mean ya know the guy...anywho, just bumpin some Outkast-Stankonia, eating some neapolitan ice cream with chocolate syrup getting ready to watch I Heart Huckabees . HOLLA!

The pot callin' the kettle wack

what that title has to do with this entry, i do not know. thats a great segue into what i really want to talk about, which is politics circa 1931. right. why is there so much pressure on the physical appearance of an indie musician? or is this just me who feels this? i feel like we have to fit into this mold that has been pre cut for us. im so far from fitting into that mold. i know what it looks like, but can't get near it. even like going against the grain is a "style". i say the heck with it, lets all wear kenny rogers brand clothing. don't get me wrong, i love fashion. love it. i just compare myself to the likes of conor oberst, kings of leon, and yes, bloc party in terms of what an indie rock star is supposed to look like. now lets clear this up (mainly for myself) i am nowhere near "indie rock star" status. right. i guess you could say "it doesnt matter" or "who cares" but really on some level it does matter. nobody wants to see me on stage wearing a FUBU outfit, although... and nobody wants to see me on stage wearing a wifebeater and dickies. that doesnt fit in with the type of music we play, and crowd we draw. so it does matter. selling my appearance as well as the music. so that takes us back to the great depression...which for me hasn't ended.

double up

so somehow i acquired another hard drive...now i have two. so i'm transferring all my media (mp3s, videos, raunchy and homeade lovemaking, and games) over to the new one so i can keep all that stuff on one hard drive. then my old one i'll just run programs and the what not from it, hopefully (in my head at least) speeding up applications and programs because the hard drive won't be anywhere near full (if i'm wrong on this let me know). however, the problem i'm running into is that the old hard drive had much of the same music as the stuff i'm transferring over. So now i have to go in and delete all the stuff that's double, which with over 5, 000 files of stuff, including full album folders, is going to take forever and a day. so that's where i'm at now. i'm not actually in need of glasses as you all thought from reading the title of the blog. now it's time for me to retreat to that state where everything is fake, all is a dream, no matter how bad things get...it'll all be okay...so it goes...

Responsibility Reshmonshibility

There's a certain level of responsibility that needs to be had by an individual that is over 18 and living on his or her own. But seriously, this isn't Gattaca! As long as things are getting paid...even if they're late...and people know they're coming late, AND ARE OKAY WITH IT...really people...what's the deal? Let's chill out and have fun while we still can. In about 5 years (if i'm not living in a house with the car ive always wanted rocking out and going to work in a studio with a guitar in hand) then i'll have plenty of responsibility. It's called work, family, MORE bills, BIGGER bills...and for the rest of my LIFE! Sucky sucky two buck chucky! I realize that rocking out doesn't excuse you from responsibility...oh wait! NO I DONT!

Electronic Hell

In this new age world of faster is better, bigger is better, and "less is the new more" we've managed to come so far where a person a few years back may or may not have had an e-mail address. These days i'm sure fools have many, many email address'. If they don't I have enough for them. I am now managing 4 different e-mail accounts. I don't even know why, that's what doesnt make any sense. All I do online is like constantly, in between reading up on the latest news with the indie rock scene, go back and forth between my different e-mail accounts checking my mail, and responding. It's like electronic mail instant messaging. EMIM. A much slower, 18th century, nonsensical way to communicate with the people who are on your buddy list about, pretty much, nothing. As there is never anything new under the sun. "Fitter, wiser, more productive..."