It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?
Tag Archives: Music
I love that damn song. Serious, so haters be warned. I love it so much in fact, that I put an extended version above so you can listen to it for the entire time that you read this post. I … Continue reading
Going to leave this brokedown palace, On my hands and knees, I will roll, roll, roll. I went to see a friend tonight that I had not seen in years. We were thinking that it had probably been Pre-Y2K the … Continue reading
Norah: Are you sad that we missed it? Nick: We didn’t miss it. This *is* it. Live music has a very special appeal to me. Always has. As such it is very hard for me to pass up opportunities to … Continue reading
You do not see, and if You are lucky, You make it impossible for others to see as well. I see. You have beauty, heart You have hands that tell the tale, maybe You are more than the junk and … Continue reading
This past week was the 12th Annual Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival in Indio California. It was hot and loud and colorful and a lot of fun. From April 15th through the 17th (or 14th – if you did … Continue reading
I think that hipster culture is pretty much anything but ironic. In fact, in offering me something that is simply too tempting to resist mocking (I mean really, look at that fucking hipster) and sitting outside the gates of my … Continue reading
These songs were the ones that came up, in order, while I listened to my iPod as I flew to New Mexico to say goodbye to my Grandma. Random? Eerie? Perfect.
If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. ~William Blake, 1790 Christmas Eve, Sandpoint, Idaho – Last year I said I would be home for Christmas. And here I am. Though … Continue reading