Woot, ok.

Several new songs being recorded, but they've already been put down so it should be a lot quicker...no more, "just a few more days stuff". They'll be ready real soon. Some of the old songs (My Solution (the real version), Little Rhyme remixed a bit, Hang My Head, which was never released but well practiced, that loveable old standby filler, Goodbye My Friend) and the newer ones that sound much different...Broken Me, So Low (and for an opinion, Abby's heard it, so ask her), Problems, On The Haywire, Painpainted, Close My Eyes, a new musical track that would probably sound good if you were doing hardcore hallucinogens, I don't have a name for it...I was planning on sort of putting it at the end of the last song as sort of an afterthought to the whole thing, somehow it's a really hardcore album for the most part and suddenly at the end of it all (and after So Low's plaintive guitar wailing at the end) there's this little random quiet guitar bit that goes for about two minutes and all is silent again, much like at the beginning of the album.

It's going to be awesome after I take psychology and start writing songs...they're going to mess with people's brains worse than this thing will. I'm serious, just thinking about that whole "silence to silence" thing really messes with my head SO BAd. And I dun know why.

That's my cue to go to bed space cadets, not that I'm doing anything important, it's just that isolating myself for prolonged periods of time and then trying to socialize never works out very well.

Have fun kiddies.

gee, thanks will

that's a good idea...also...i want one this time...=)

Abby's reading, but she's going really slow, so get on her butt. Brittany hasn't been on here in a while, but that's ok with the rest of us, I do believe. Nobody's quite forgiven her for the suicide thing. And we need a new cd. The other one only has 4 songs, so we don't know the new ones. You should burn a whole bunch and give them out and Abby's party as advertising.

Wow.

WOW.

New song. It's amazing and it was really fun to write, for some reason. The chorus was written a long time ago, and some of the lyrics were taken from a notebook of mine, so this all might not make sense, but o well. It sounds amazing. Well...in my head. The recording is really rough. But the way it's supposed to sound...so incredible.

So Low by Stranglebox (chorus in italics)

There's been a lot of stupid things imagine
I can't believe the stupid things I did
I don't remember when it all first happened
It seems so long ago that I was a kid
I'm blown out worn and tired, sleeping shallow
I trace the crooked shadows on the wall
And yesterday I tried to keep my face up
But in the end I know it's bound to fall

I'm reaching out for hands I thought were open
Where the hell did you go?
I drowning in the thoughts and pain not spoken
I sink so low
I'm crying out for something left to save me
So grab my hands as I fall
I'm yelling and there's no one left to hear me
As if there was anyone at all

I guess I wasn't cut out for the pressure
But it's just been so long since I been home
I'm thinking back the longest I can measure
And this has been the longest I can go
A week ago you smiled at me softly
The sweetness of your touch has left its mark
I'm just a downer, never mind my sulking
You're too good and this all has torn me apart

Chorus
I'm sinking low

I'm feeling blown and tired in my bedroom
The clock is ticking minutes as they pass
I'm holding thoughts of you, that you'll be home soon
I'm holding you, I know that this won't last
The shadows creeping silent from the corner
Remind me of a day when I fell down
The thought has led me here and bowled me over
Won't wake you so I scream without a sound

Chorus x 2

To be the last song on the album, with Single Passing at the forefront, then Pain-Painted, then Broken Me, then Consanguinity, and so on as they're written. The others are too, just have to record them. Surprisingly, on this first cut, which Abby has, the drums are way too loud. And the mics WORKED. I'm so enthralled, even tho I can't hear jack. But everyone is getting an updated demo copy soon, with like, more than two songs and stuff.

Goodbye my friends.

Guys, hi.

I haven't made a really good post in a long time, so I'm going to make a semi-post to make up for it.

Doing some heavy writing lately, what with Abby gone and all. I just shut the door and start writing as soon as I wake up, stop to eat every once in a while, maybe. I'm having a Jerry Cantrell moment, it feel wonderful. Plus, all the material sounds new...not the same tired riffs as before.

Interestingly enough, Jesus Christ-Jerry Cantrell-Josh Chandler...coincidence? Hardy har, I think not.

Today, I discovered that fat free milk lasts an incredibly long time. It's just incredible. Even the expiration date on the carton has another month or so to go before it's out.

O no...

My little neighbor friend that I've been hating lately, Bobby...threw a lit bottle rocket in my hair...vanished. The whole city's out looking for him now. His mom's going nuts, but he hasn't been gone very long. There's a little search party forming up outside. Altho...this is what the mother gets for getting drunk and letting him run off like that. Agh, I'm torn.

I miss Abby. She'll be back tomorrow. It's going to be the longest day ever.

But it's going to be awesome, my drum teacher is coming over tomorrow and he's going to perfect my studio, I'm going to put down s'more songs and read Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut Jr., which is one of the best books I've read in a long time, and I really can't figure out why. It doesn't tell a complete story, it keeps skipping around and going to the future and the past and the hypothetical. There's one part, a quotation from Goethe taken from another book, that is entirely in German and is not translated. And then the stuff about the aliens...the Tralfalmagans or whatever they're called. They're just odd. It's like...when a human tries to explain something far beyond their comprehension, they screw up a lot and don't make sense. That's what Kurt did with the aliens and their space time perception, but the way he says it...it's almost like he understands the more obtuse facets of time. It's so incredible, I could actually read this book again.

Harry Potter 5...so depressing? I can't wait to start talking about it...I can't because nobody around me has read it...there's only one copy here at the house, da has it right now and he's going slow. Linds, I've heard you've read it twice....ya geek, heheh just kiddin', and Rosie's read it. Other than that...cry. I'm being a Nazi about getting people to read it, so if you are, don't tell me or I'll go Gestapo on your ass.

Has Brittany been on here lately? I had a dream about her the other night, I hope it wasn't one of those prophecy ones tho...

Ok all, I'm done. BLogging is so fun.

I'm going to make some eggs now. Yay!

"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME" I think.

Ok jeezus, I just didn't want to piss you off for the love of god. Even if I had told you you woulda given me fifteen down the road, so I had to pick and I decided to drop a half-truth. It's really half-true because I really am getting sick.

So I'm sorry again, and like, I'll do something if it'll make it up to ye, if ya want.

everyone's so happy with me

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT THAT YOU WANTED TO SEE YOUR GIRLFRIEND OFF, I'M PISSED BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T TELL YOU, IF YOU HAD THAN I WOULD HAVE SAID GO AND SAY A GOOD GOOD-BYE.
Just don't lie like that, if you want something or need to do something and I'm asking different just tell me.

O ya got me.

Didn't want to piss you off. But let's not forget, now that you know, that I said I might go, but I wasn't sure.

I lied, yes. I admit it, I'm sorry. I really am getting sick. But I'm sorry if you're mad. And if you can't accept the fact, or understand by now, that those little demons from the past are still telling me what to do, sorry...but I can't mold myself to please everyone.

What do you expect tho, if you dig deeper than the surface?

You know you're a liar that I thought that wasn't something you were

What do you have?

Tired.

Ah...wonderful Matt Gunter. Never thought I'd see his name on the BLog again.

Who are we talking about here?