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[10 Jul 2009|12:17pm] |
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This is the newest thing that is haunting my subway isolated introspection. I see this commercial frequently and I even get embarrassed thinking about it.
Started reading The Picture of Dorian Gray.
I have a mega sunburn.
I got to see The Cinnamon Band twice. Even put me on the guest list. They are touring with the Handsome Furs. Never heard of em.
Got a new cap.
I also signed up for the Payola cash card. It's really just a prepaid debit card for people who have rung up unconceivable debt and can't open a bank account. I did it so I can get netflix now. Hello Ice Road Truckers season 2. What the fuck is money anyways. haha. It's the minimum netflix. I think I take home maybe 14,000 dollars a year.
So far I really can't stand the 3 characters who are in the first two chapters of the Picture of Dorian Gray.
I have always wondered why they used a portrait of Franz Liszt for this version of the cover.
It's an easy read. Sexually suggestive. Ooh lala.
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[04 Jul 2009|04:51pm] |
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Paul Robeson - Shenendoa |
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The most graphically violent book I have ever read. The thing is, I'm not completely convinced that people like this don't really exist in our society. You'll never think of corporate America in the same way. Abandon all hope ye who enter here
Sums up American Psycho for me.
I helped a blue haired old lady from the L train to her shuttle bus transfer the other day. She nearly fell down the stairs a few times and took us nearly 15 minutes to walk up the three flights of stairs. I wore my chain of strength t shirt and some older people were like "oh he's your chain of strength!" haha. She talked about Brooklyn in the 30s and said she has only been to Bedstuy once.
I got my used copy of Absalom! Absalom! in the mail. It was only like 60 cents too. The internet is a wild thing.
I think I will watch the VERY distant fireworks from a top my building. It's over the Hudson this year so it fucks over everyone in Brooklyn.
I miss Tucson. It's a nice town.
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| howdy doody in the woodshed |
[02 Jul 2009|02:41pm] |
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Oh it's been too long. When things happen to me throughout the day I sometimes think "I should write this on my livejournal, I think someone could get a kick out of this." Then I snap in to reality and remember I am almost thirty years old using a livejournal.
So I have been heading out to the beach frequently. I went out there last week and it was nice and sunny outside when I left. I got to Coney Island an hour later aaaand it was pouring rain. I wandered around the Brooklyn Cyclones baseball stadium and decided to get back on the subway. I step out of the subway at Houston st and it is bright and sunny outside. At least I wrapped up As I Lay Dying.
I really have no social life these days. In the past month I've read A Light In August, The Sound and The Fury, As I Lay Dying(siq mosh btw), the biography of John Brown, and I am halfway through American Psycho. I wake up usually at 7 thirty or 8 in the morning when I have to be at work at 11 or noon.
I have a routine now that only involves me. It's like my own world.
I listen to sports radio before work, during my lunch break, and after I get out of work while preparing my dinner which is usually a sandwich. Double decker sandwiches and things like that. I take out all the ingredients individually and line them all up along the table.
I toast each pieces of bread, slather on veganaise, and on one side of one slice I squirt a minute amount of mustard just to get a hint of flavor. I actually hate mustard but I don't know. Sometimes hummus if I have it.
Avocado. I usually have to slice off the black buildup from keeping a cut avocado in the refrigerator.
Sprouts, pre-cut leaves of lettuce, two kinds of tofurky one on each layer. I eat off the cutting board to leave less dishes to clean. I actually put away each ingredient right after applying it to my sandwich.
Usually half the inside of the sandwich slides out when I bite into it.
I have been renting movies a lot from Cinema Nolita. They have a terrible selection and all the movies are organized by director, so, ya know how that goes. I was looking for a movie last night and there was a gentleman next to me who was totally ripping the drum set on his body and feet and it made me soo tense and nervous that I had to run out to clear my head, without a movie.
I want to be back in school.
Oh well.
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[23 Jun 2009|12:02am] |
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F.Y.P. = 2000 A.D. |
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This is me eating some fruit
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[21 Jun 2009|08:12pm] |
I'm playing a show on tuesday
I started The Sound and The Fury.
I'm covering John Brown's Body at the show on Tuesday.
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[18 Jun 2009|10:21pm] |
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Scala Choir & Kolacny Brothers - Heartbeats |
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Well I haven't had much desire to keep this up lately. I'll just give a few things I've been doing.
I acted in a short film and I got to go upstate to film it. Andes New York that is. I got to lie in a hammock all day.
Got dumped due to my contrasting opinion on the Palestinian Israeli conflict. Can't make a Zionist into a house wife.
Started and finished Light In August by William Faulkner.
Started the biography of John Brown written by W.E.B. Du Boise.
Watched Ole Miss lose to Virginia to get into the college world series.
Met a.k.a. stood in silent awe of the most terrifying and wondrous looking dude I've ever seen. He was shopping at Odin and he got put in a bunch of Robert Geller stuff. I've never seen a person as massive as this dude is without being fat.
Have seriously considered starting a brick laying apprenticeship. The revelation was sent during a commercial break from the sports radio I was listening to while pulling stock clothing from the basement at work.
Finished the album liner notes and design.
Still growing up. Still fucking up.
Heard a guy on the G train subway platform rapping really loudly with headphones on about the many ways he can kill himself, that he hated being black, how ugly he was, how light skin women don't want anything to do with him, and so on and so forth.
There was a guy in my neighborhood trying to hustle converter boxes.
Dodged a dude running from the cops on the block in front of my building and then the cops.
I keep telling myself to be social but I can't bring myself.
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[31 May 2009|03:56pm] |
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I was just walking behind 3 middle aged (early 40s) executive type women and combined I think they said "BFF" like 5 times. God.
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| May Tour 2009 |
[27 May 2009|01:53pm] |
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Well I went out for a week and a half with Auld Lang Syne and it was a new experience for me for different reasons than for them. Between all of us there was 4 marriage partners, 5 kids, and 1 on the way. The rage on this tour went about as far as not putting the campfire out before everyone went to sleep. This tour was a vacation.
Buffalo New York
I packed my nice shirt and pair of shorts in with my bag of merch with my sleeping bag and shaving stuff(oh yes no tour beard this time). I figured since we were heading south I wouldn't need anything more than a wind breaker and my hoodie so I wore it instead of cramming it into my pack. I didn't eat the night before or that morning so on my ride up to the train station I actually was overcame by exhaustion and dehydration on the subway. I was sweating way too much, pouring, to the point where people were noticing. I finally sat down and woke up a few seconds later with my head between my legs. I actually passed out luckily I was sitting down. I used my cool Dr. Pepper bottle on my face and then lied down on the subway platform at the 8th ave stop. This is one of the more brainless things I've ever done. I came to and made it to my train on time. I am so glad I didn't puke on a packed L train.
I'm leaving my ipod on shuffle and Tears For Fears is playing. This reminds me to delete Tears For Fears from my ipod.
excerpt from my actual journal
I make it to Buffalo not realizing that the band wouldn't get there for another 3 hours and Dennis finally picked me up from downtown Buffalo. While lying down on a bench I was given change, an offer to "get taken care of" which I assume was a meal, and someone offered to buy my guitar off of me. Bum status.
The show was amazing. Lots of stinky people dancing and having a good time. Julie Byrne played which I believe goes by Mock Syringa. Incredible performance in an attic that was dressed up like my childhood fort I made with the dining room chairs. I didn't get to see my Buffalo friends as long as I wished. Had to get a move on. This is where I meet up with the band. 1044 Elmwood.
Detroit Michigan
I FINALLY GET INTO CANADA! After a year of rejection. All it took was two toddlers who needed to be dropped off at their grandfather's house in Ontario, a Canadian citizen, and a recent pay stub.
Southern Ontario was to me a cold Mississippi. Driving from Buffalo to Detroit just looked like home.
Timothy took us to his father's house to drop off the kids and I saw the greatest lawn ever maintained. There was a row of pine trees at the edge of the back lawn where the wheat field (or what appeared to be wheat) with hedgerows 200 yards apart. We, of course, played a pickup driveway hockey game.
side note. Oh my GOD. Canada has the greatest tasting chips I've ever had. All dressed bro.
The show in Detroit was at the Trumbullplex. I have never been in the actual city of Detroit and had only played down river. The post industrial abandonment has really brought together a community who really look out for each other. Community gardens, punk houses, beautiful over grown lots and burned out and striped buildings. I walked around for a few hours(initially looking for a kinko's but suprise everything in Detroit closes at like 9 pm).
I saw a lot of chickens in Detroit. The show itself was nice. Good turn out. A woman sitting directly in front of me was really the only person in the room I couldn't seem to draw in. She continually took phone calls and talked about in the same volume as I was singing. The end of my performance I was singing directly to her while she packed her cigarettes to me.
This cover band named The Copy Cats rocked out "wake up sleepy jean" style Beatles covers in the diner in the morning.
Chicago Illinois
So the show was at an indiscreet bar and grill that wound up not realizing I was on the bill for the night. So a night off two nights into the tour is not a good sign. The day was spent trying to find an Office Max for me, a phone charger store for Mike, and a guitar center for Timothy.
We had a GPS, real swanky, and it pronounced Office Max like Aw-Fisamax. The beginning of our repeated inside jokes began.
Slept in a "green room" which was actually the break area underneath the bar, through the kitchen, and it slept like a dream. There was a tv down there where the channel was controlled by the tvs upstairs so I watched the NBA playoffs.
Auld Lang Syne was slowly becoming one of my favorite bands.
I wanted to see Haymarket Riot play.
Bloomington Indiana
Incredible house show. A band named Knifey Spoony played what seemed to be a modern take on Ugly Kid Joe style 90's grunge? Maybe not. There was a prom style cover band. I played my show infront of a giant American flag. Auld Lang Syne was playing last and most of the kids couldn't stick around so they were troopers and played the basement like the room was filled and the longer they played to more kids started trickling back in after getting "you guys have to see this band" text messages and stuff.
So there were no zip line tree houses and crusties everwhere but there was plenty of college boys. I got to use the internet that night
The guys don't listen to music a whole lot in the van hehe. Because of this I fill the blank space by reading billboards out loud and crap like that.
In his first attempt to salvage his fleeting youth James takes what filthy clothing there is still lingering on his bedroom floor and creates a pile. A pile of dirty clothes to match his freshly shaved neck.
St. Louis Missouri
Oh St. Louis. The show can be summed up with the old proverb If A band plays in a hall and no one is there to hear it does the band really play at all? hahaha. It was one of those nights. We had from 8 to midnight to play to the lovely patrons dining at the Atomic Cowboy. The wait staff were great, the food was great, the guys twirling fire on chains out on the patio were great, and The Wrestler playing on the screen during my set was great too.
Missed The LEMP.
Timothy discovered this irrigation pond off the road outside of St. Elmo Illinois (by the way St. Elmo is the patron saint of the Portugese navy wow). Lovely swim. Just warm enough on the surface and just cool enough below. I kept my shoes on and actually had wet squishy shoes for two days but it was worth it. I was nervous about snakes because there was a lot of brush to get through but that's life.
Nashville Tennessee
Again the show was overbooked. Robby hooked up this outdoor bon fire thing where I and two other far more talented guitar player singers played. One of the best nights of the tour. Dailey and Caroline and Robby where there. My two favorite people and some chick haha(joke). The boys headed to Murfreesboro and they seemed to have a great show too.
Slept nicely at the community house with gardens, bicycle piles, everything you need. Dailey wears a pony tail now. One where he doesn't have enough hair to have.
Ft. Campbell Kentucky is a weird place. Everyone at Walmart was buff or had their eyebrows completely drawn on.
We found a campsite.
Drunk campfire ensued and I slept nicely under the sky. The sky was lit like it was over Palomas in Mexico.
Hickory North Carolina
Wore the nice shirt for this show. The Old One Two was a group of kids who somehow channeled Junior Kimbrough and showed us a good time out camping.
Raspberry moonshine.
Harrisonburg Virginia
Ah the payoff. James Madison Dukes baby! Preacher and The Cinnamon really melted my brain. We played at an Ethiopian place where they had shows at night in the basement bar. I played the whole show thinking that I was just being ignored. I really clicked in this show. Everything came out perfect and I really felt a presence. The venue lights were really low in the hall but bright on stage so it appeared to be no one in the room but there was plenty of bar noise. Met some great people and the response I got was enough to re establish my love for the life after reconsidering everything the past week.
I met a guy who graduated from Tupelo High School.
New York City
BOO
Oh I saw Coney Island for the first time. That was a cool one.
Rochester New York
I am sure I am forgetting some cities and some major details.
I had the option to stay in New York city or ride up with the band to Rochester to play the hometown show. It was a free ride up there and I was assured that I could make the Grey Hound bus fare in tips to make it back home after the show. So it was a no brainer.
I'm so grateful I got to know these guys the way that I did. I will hold the talks Jonathan and I had close to me. I've never considered how liberating family life could be. We dropped him off at his home in Corning New York, which is some of the most beautiful scenery I've seen, and at sometime I was changed.
Music to me is something more akin to farming, labor, woodcutting, well digging, carpentry, and the rest of life's toils. Singing is like pruning my apple trees, like planting garlic, sowing a cover crop for the winter. It is life; it is joy. It offers a connectedness to life for me.Jonathan Miller
I never considered the life. I admire this man really. Watching his children chase each other across the lawn to greet their father, the wife, the home, it just hit me really hard. There's more to me than just running around. I don't know what I am running from. That life is not about giving up and giving in to me anymore. I've never had anyone waiting on me when I came off tour or had a sense that anyone relied on me. Providing for people. I'm still trying to take all that in. I can't type it all out. It's weird. I am at a loss for words. Maybe it's the lack of english lit training I've had or really being a slave to my own slang.
I played the Rochester show. I loved every part of it. After the show I sold some cds, packed up stuff up, gave a quick salute and so long to the band(who was playing at the time), I'm not good with goodbye nor do I feel comfortable saying goodbye to anyone. It's too final. I sit at the bus station for an hour, get in my seat, and wake up at port authority.
Back here in Bedstuy.
feel free to check out the rest of the crappy pictures I took from the tour here.
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[26 May 2009|04:52pm] |
This is my grandfather and his sister Zelma on a ride to Memphis. Looks like I am supposed to be this skinny.
gotta go to work.
Tour pictures and journal soon.
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[19 May 2009|11:12am] |
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I imagined Bloomington Indiana to have people living in tree houses and staging year long vegan pot lucks. I didn't spot one dread lock rat tail. Maybe I shouldn't base an entire judgement of a town on Plan-It X. Lovely town. Lovely show.
I'll have a better tour synopsis soon. I am headed to St. Louis tonight and finally to Nashville to see all my buddds.
I can't stop moisurizing now.
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[13 May 2009|04:49pm] |
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Mind blowing
I'll be in Detroit on Saturday. I can't wait to be in Nashville on the 20th.
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[11 May 2009|03:34pm] |
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Betrayed - Understand |
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I feel good right now. The days are getting warmer and I am pretty happy. I have an uneasy feeling that if I stay feeling like this for too long then I'll outstay my welcome. I am due for something catastrophic.
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[09 May 2009|12:41pm] |
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So I was walking up 1st ave the other day and who would be walking down? None other than UK minimal dance guru No Bra that's who. No Fucking Bra gave me nightmares for weeks when I saw her perform a few years ago. The music sounds like what I assume heroin feels like. Good stuff.
I sat on the corner of Bedford and N 9th this morning and just watched some babes while I unintentionally smeared tofu cream cheese all over my face. I can't eat a bagel without getting it all over me. Much worse when I have a mustache.
I am picking up an extra shift today at the clearance store.
What to do what to do.
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[08 May 2009|01:01pm] |
came across these gems today. hahahahaha. that fucking hair. what was wrong with me circa '03
Time for me to do something.
Yea I listened to the strokes. Whatever.
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[06 May 2009|03:22pm] |
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It is good to see my girl Marie EVERYWHERE in the Union Square subway stop. I give her a high five when I pass through twice a day on my way to work.
I leave to go to tour with Auld Lang Syne in little over a week. I am excited.
1044 Elmwood Ave. w/ Auld Lang Syne Buffalo, New York
May 16 2009 8:00P
Trumbullplex w/ Auld Lang Syne Detroit, Michigan
May 17 2009 8:00P
Reggie’s w/ Auld Lang Syne Chicago, Illinois
May 18 2009 8:00P
16th Chapel w/ Auld Lang Syne Bloomington, Indiana
May 19 2009 8:00P
Atomic Cowboy w/ Auld Lang Syne St. Louis, Missouri
May 20 2009 8:00P
Temptation Club w/ Auld Lang Syne Murfreesboro, Tennessee
May 21 2009 8:00P
Drips w/ Auld Lang Syne Hickory, North Carolina
May 22 2009 8:00P
The Blue Nile w/ Auld Lang Syne Harrisonburg, Virginia
May 23 2009 8:00P
TBA w/ Auld Lang Syne Somewhere Between VA and NY, Pennsylvania
May 23 2009 8:00P
Rockwood Music Hall w/ Auld Lang Syne New York, New York
May 24 2009 8:00P
Boulder Coffee Co. w/ Auld Lang Syne Rochester, New York
Those are my tour dates as of now. I am excited really. Really.
It's been raining for over a week now and today the sun is out.
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[27 Apr 2009|05:39pm] |
I met Kelly Rippa from Regis and Kelly the other night.
This is what her skin looks like. Slim Jim skin.
Her 5 year old has to have venirs. I have never seen a more perfect looking 5 year old. He has a brand new 180 dollar Rag and Bone hat.
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[22 Apr 2009|01:05pm] |
Ever read(or heard) a list that someone has compiled of celebrities that they've been told are look-a-likes? Then totally thought "psh no they is ain't!" like they made it up or something.
Ever since I got this hair cut I've gotten;
Daniel Plainview.
I got a little more length in the front just sayin. I'm not totally secure with natures mohawk to be exposing my scalp like he does.
I've gotten that I look like a pilot and an arian white supremacist. I really don't know how to take some of that.
It don't beat looking like the kid from Third Rock From the Sun all through junior high.
I got a day off unfortunately.
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[21 Apr 2009|11:55am] |
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Thought I would share my newest tattoo with everyone
So I was watching the news last night (after creating the dopest if stir frys) and listened as my baby's mamma Liz Cho news casted that homeless day workers are posted up in the Hamptons. Squat the fucking world is the first thing to come to mind really.
All the summer squatters are slowly trickling in to the city and they are doing it all wrong. THE HAMPTONS! it's not like they don't all live there anyways. This way I don't have to see kids with A(1) dreadlock feeding their dog beer and pizza. Fresh Nausea patches are being sewn on as we speak.
I might not earn enough money the next two weeks to make rent. Time to sell some more stuff. I have a good chance of a delivery job in a few weeks but until then. I can live off 200 bucks a month provided by the city on the 13th but working under 30 hours a week is tough. I like my job though.
Time to watch Dallas.
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[18 Apr 2009|08:24pm] |
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This really warms my heart. It's a shame I missed them the other night
I'm in need of a good show.
I got a haircut today.
I watched the last episode of the Dallas 10th season. I am losing my mind. Out of no where they run Pam into a semi truck and explode her. Ewing Oil is done!
Oh spring.
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