What? Why'd you refuse the cd?

Josh, you knew that I do things to piss you off. One of them was refusing that CD. Sorry though but I didn't think that you have gotten up early. Also Phil told me that he couldn't be there since he'll be hanging with the ladies at the club...actually the drama club.....so shoot me....ok bye

Ok, I finished the cd for about the hundreth time. You may have to burn me another; I may wear this one out by the time the weekend is over. Disclaimer: I am NOT a groupie :) I'm so proud of you guys. If yall get a record contract, that would just...I don't know what it would do, but I'm so excited for yall. You guys are crazy enough it just might work. AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! YAY!!!! Happy happy, joy joy, Happy happy, joy joy, happy happy, joy joy joy!!! *Sigh* Today has been a good day.

FUCKING BLOG. I was posting just now and the damn thing bombed on me and kilt my whole post. So let me try to remember what I was saying.

As a forenote: WOOHOO STICKERS I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE ZEM. And for the intro: Hiya people (and yes, this was the actual text of the first post, but that's about all I can remember).

It looks like Stranglebox is about to take off. We're hitting the studio tomorrow to record some new songs for the first EP, which once was called "Anorexia" and is now Ignorance (named after someone after a conversation Alex and I were having about it...that's the way most of these albums get named)...Dreamed, Somewhere, Guilty Conscience, and Let Me Go. And in addition to Broken Me, that's equal to five songs, which is the limit for a demo EP that some record guys have wanted. Interviews with record guys means record contract. Record contract means BONUS!!!!!!! Finally, after all this time we just might nail that interview...and I had to write a whole new album for it......Christ, am I anal. But it was worth it...I can't see how we're even going to match this one, it's just too heavy....it's got elements of metal, and hiphop, and punk, and grunge, and alternative, and plain old fucking nuts, but the end result, even if you're not a fan of one of the aforementioned, is total ass-kickage. Where has this inspiration been all my life? How'd I ever think to incorporate hiphop into MY music, ME for god's sake, master advocate of DOWN WITH FUCKING RAP. I blame Linkin Park, personally.

Tomorrow is the party for Will and I...and probably Becca. This is going to be FUCKED UP, team. Uhoh, I can see lots of problems there. But come what may......I need to learn to say that in another language, so it'll sound cooler.

Hope everyone's enjoying their CDs ('cept Rosie...I was up 'til one thirty making those CDs, and I woke up early to finish YOURS and test them all....thanks a lot....but Will has it now so it's all good), and be expecting the Ignorance EP soon enough....or LP, shit if I know these record terms.

Bedtime, starting early tomorrow. Eagh.

I GOT STICKERS!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll try to remember to bring them, if not, well, you're coming over on Saturday. Oh, and I didn't see you after 7th period, so I'll just get the cd tomorrow. I'm excited. And um, oh yeah. I got a 90 on my math project. Woot! Anyway, just thought I'd break the silence. I keep forgetting you're back. But I'm glad you are. Well, see yall tomorrow.

I have yet another sticker on my guitar now, which says "Josh C." and is right next to Scooby.

God, today is a horrible day. And where is everyone? Do I need to start threatening suicide again to make things more interesting?

Heh.

Sweet guys, came back from the ER just now.

I got bitten by a spider. Woowoo. I was sleeping, then I woke up. I ate dinner, and my chewing became harder and harder to accomplish. I went to the bathroom mirror, and there was a huge white lump surrounded by a red circle. The outside bite got pretty bad but stopped. The inside one kept going til it got most of the gum below my teeth. We put ice on it and it stopped eventually, then we waited for someone to look at me in the ER for an hour. They said it was probably a spiderbite, and I shouldn't worry about it unless it starts getting big and purple, in which case it's time to go back for gangrene treatments induced by black widow/brown recluse bites. Then they gave me a tetinus shot...I've never looked at myself getting a shot before, so it was pretty cool...but those damned things are painful...whoa.

I stole a surgical glove, an ear inspector plastic disposable mahicker, and a tongue depressor, and in the lobby they had a basket of stickers, from which I took a Scooby Doo one; Scooby's awesome head is now betwixt my pickups, along with a sticker from one of my sister's magazines, which is orange, and simply says "Maybe?" If you all have any more stickers, I'd love to have them, I want to make my guitar look awesome.

The two ss's in Broken Me are "I never thought that / It all would come back around". Looking at the lyrics right now. I didn't have a session today for obvious reasons, but I did rerecord Broken Me...the new one sounds a lot louder and personally, horrible. But I'll do my best.

This 5th situation is spiraling out of control, just like I predicted, nobody can agree with anyone else, plus the fact that we're always getting off topic...I think that's a positive thing though, if you forget about things like these, they really do go away.

"That heathen devil weed, marijuana!"

Hmm, silent BLog.

Well considering there's been a new Stranglebox release, I guess I should post the lyrics, as I always do. This song is called Broken Me

Broken Me by Stranglebox

All wrong
I know this ain't the right way
Playing ping-pong
Became the toy of my fate
ss
ss
I wasn't thinking
And all the sudden I'm down
I'm like a fly trapped
On a field full of glue
My brain is ransacked
All telling me what to do
I'll never hear you
Never ever again
I'll make these words true
As soon as I put down this pen

Hey hey, see me in between
See this twisted dream
It's just a seam
Of what I might have been
Hey hey, you're a broken lie
To you it don't seem right
To waste another day, it seems
So loose the broken me who bleeds

So long
I couldn't take anymore
I guess I got strong
And I walked right out the door
You'll never hear me
But you know I'll never care
I had a vision
Selfish, you blew it like air
I'm just so tired
I don't wanna do this again
It's uninspired
But I loved losing my head
I'm going out there
I'm falling into the trap
Nothing left to share
And it came to the point that I snapped

CHORUS

Something has touched me and I'll never be the same
Something has touched me and I'll never be the same (bleed me out)

CHORUSx2

The end. It sounds so amazing, but I have to rerecord the whole thing because of a mistake, so it might be a while. Lots of rock-rap, kind of odd for me...but I sound ok. Uh, those ss's are where I forgot the words...heh, I was singing from the paper. And I screamed the whole second verse, in addition to rapping it...you guys need to hear this.

Oh well...it won't really matter in a few more hours.

I had an awesome weekend...sorry for the optimism all, but it was great. First I went to the Renaissance festival on Saturday, which was totally cool, and then I went to a drivers' training course thing called "Driver's Edge", where they teach you to maneuver under extreme conditions :) Today was oversteering: basically, you spin your car out going as fast as you can, and then try to regain control. That was fun, we got to drive Camaros...god, those cars are bitchin'. Then, we went for antilock break testing and swerve control using a cone course and BMW 325is. I was the VERY FIRST PERSON TO GO. After the instructor showed us what to do (that is, gun it and hope the breaks work before you careen off into a ravine full of trees...no exaggeration at all, by the way, and grenading the breaks, then circling around and swerving to miss a wall of cones at top speed and mashing the breaks again...and then doing it a second time for good measure) I hopped out of the car screaming at the crowd to run away while they still could. Alex and a kid named Lonnie were in my car. They were just looking wide-eyed and the crowd was laughing at my yelling...I have no idea why the hell they would do that, I was serious, I've never been so scared to pull a trick like that in my life. You think the Camaros are bad, and then...

So I got into the seat, and on the first run it's just to test if you can hit the breaks hard enough. I was good on the first one, though he made me wait a lot longer than anyone else to put them on. The swerving was fun. Then the second time, the narrow miss of the ravine. The only problem was, I DIDN'T HIT THE BREAKS HARD ENOUGH. So he pulled the parking break and all was well. They said I was second place for the ABS Course trophy, and first for Best Screaming :) I got a T-shirt and a car maintenence kit. And it was all free too, care of manymanymany sponsorships, which were tattooed outside of a model monster truck sitting in the parking lot...this was all at the Opryland Hotel, by the way.

So there's my weekend, how about yours?