I have no overtly fanciful words, no real words of wisdom or knowledge, not even some bizarre mission statement. I have no real observations on anything, just high morals and rather inaccurate opinions.
My entire life story will never be on this blog, just examples.
I'm hoping to do this as honestly as possible so if it offends you, just don't read it.
February 22, 2008
February 16, 2008
One disposessed voice
Well... not a lot here, I guess. I feel like writing though, without a reason.
I signed 12 weeks of my life away earlier this week, a contract with Homebase... the hourly rate is 4p less than Focus but the people I work with are ok.
The little jam session with my drummer, Tony and his son Dan was good, albeit one slight problem. The other guitarist turned out to be a grade A snob, one of the Rock School/Guitar School stock who get taught a tiny bit of technique or theory and think that this holds them superior above their fellow musicians, certainly bassists and drummers.
Also, music-wise, Pretty Vacant are just sorting the details around a support slot with a really old, but really well-known band that is fairly exciting stuff.
I have a photo of me and two friends that I found again today...
It made me smile - I think this was Christmas '06 - and it was a happy time. I said goodbye to them a little while ago, but the impact they had on who I am is unimaginable. I first met them when I was about 12/13, and my god, I must've driven them up the wall at times. A couple of years passed. They kept me grounded and I love them to bits.
I don't see them around anymore, as a result of my own choices and the need to change. I woke up one day and found that I had no idea who I was anymore and had to leave the same stale routine. I find myself in the present day, feeling more alone than I think I've ever felt. And that's all I can think of to say.
I'm sat around hoping the only person I trust at all on this planet reads this, because they're proving pretty hard to reach. You'll know who you are when you read this because you know exactly what I'm on about. Confidante.
I signed 12 weeks of my life away earlier this week, a contract with Homebase... the hourly rate is 4p less than Focus but the people I work with are ok.
The little jam session with my drummer, Tony and his son Dan was good, albeit one slight problem. The other guitarist turned out to be a grade A snob, one of the Rock School/Guitar School stock who get taught a tiny bit of technique or theory and think that this holds them superior above their fellow musicians, certainly bassists and drummers.
Also, music-wise, Pretty Vacant are just sorting the details around a support slot with a really old, but really well-known band that is fairly exciting stuff.
I have a photo of me and two friends that I found again today...
It made me smile - I think this was Christmas '06 - and it was a happy time. I said goodbye to them a little while ago, but the impact they had on who I am is unimaginable. I first met them when I was about 12/13, and my god, I must've driven them up the wall at times. A couple of years passed. They kept me grounded and I love them to bits.
I don't see them around anymore, as a result of my own choices and the need to change. I woke up one day and found that I had no idea who I was anymore and had to leave the same stale routine. I find myself in the present day, feeling more alone than I think I've ever felt. And that's all I can think of to say.
I'm sat around hoping the only person I trust at all on this planet reads this, because they're proving pretty hard to reach. You'll know who you are when you read this because you know exactly what I'm on about. Confidante.
Orgy - Dissention - "They turn your confidence against you now... let live, let go."
February 04, 2008
Timesick
Went and saw Plastic Toys on Thursday night, damn good gig, worth the pneumonia and being shoved in a bloody great puddle.
I feel the need to whore up the Plastic Toys here, as today is when their debut album is released. I first came across them 3/4 years ago - I was suppposed to be playing a gig but it fell through, so I headed down to the George instead where some bands were playing. I was blown away by this electro-rock band, got a demo CD, got it signed and spent much of the following weeks with it on 'repeat all' mode.
If there is an album to buy, then it's this one, so go order it, the link's on their official site.
The gig last Thursday was a wake-up call - it is everytime I see the 'Toys play. It's refreshing and makes me push myself as a musician and wonder why I haven't yet got on to doing anything original. Ironically, I got a phone call the next day from my drummer. His twenty something son needs a bassist for some original stuff, so hopefully I'll be able to post some news on that come next weekend as to how first rehearsal goes.
I feel the need to whore up the Plastic Toys here, as today is when their debut album is released. I first came across them 3/4 years ago - I was suppposed to be playing a gig but it fell through, so I headed down to the George instead where some bands were playing. I was blown away by this electro-rock band, got a demo CD, got it signed and spent much of the following weeks with it on 'repeat all' mode.
If there is an album to buy, then it's this one, so go order it, the link's on their official site.
The gig last Thursday was a wake-up call - it is everytime I see the 'Toys play. It's refreshing and makes me push myself as a musician and wonder why I haven't yet got on to doing anything original. Ironically, I got a phone call the next day from my drummer. His twenty something son needs a bassist for some original stuff, so hopefully I'll be able to post some news on that come next weekend as to how first rehearsal goes.
Idlewild - You Held The World - "When days never change and it's three years later... how does it feel to be three years late?"
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