Young Liars

My mast ain't so sturdy, my head is at half
I'm searching the clouds for a storm.
My lady reveals herself of marked-down freedom,
Forever cashed out to no more.
She put the plan in the blame. Who is bearing the name
For each digress who's left you up to
Save the skins for a better and the rest for a better.
We can't open, no nothing. Can't open, no nothing.

Young liars
Thank you for taking my hands
Young liars
Thank you for taking my hands

Well, it's cold and it's quiet, and cobblestone cold in here
Fucking for fear of not wanting to fear again
Lonely is all we are
Lovely so far, but my heart's still a marble in an empty jelly jar
Someday suppose that my curious nervousness stills into prescience clairvoyant consciousness
I will be calmer than cream,
Making maps out of your dreams
But will psychic ability kill the nativity or simply diminish the flinch?
Young liars
Young liars
Thank you for taking my hands

And burying them deep in the world's wet womb
Where no one can heed their commands
Where no one can heed their commands
Except young liars
Young liars

Voice strings on vocal before it on words to receive
Take my be just and all I will be is my disease.

By TV on the Radio

Stories

Last night I had a great time at the Shout Out Out Out Out show at the Pyramid. It was pretty kick ass. I liked the first time they played better. They were playing a lot of new stuff, I preferred the music from before.

The last time I seen them, and the first time I seen them, was immediately after I seen Bob Dylan in concert. I love Bob Dylan to death, he's one of the great song writers of our time, and ever. But his show was very mellow, and had a bland energy, as it was a big arena type show. So then I venture, to a smaller venue to see this other band play, and they had such amazing energy, that night, I was more entertained by them, than Bob Dylan. It's like comparing apples and oranges really. Energy and entertainment wise, they definitely gave me my moneys worth. So I was telling someone this story after the show. Before I know it the band tells me they're documenting their travels, so I'm made to repeat my story about how they're better than Bob Dylan. I'm semi hoping it doesn't make the video they decide to put together. Another part of me is hoping it makes it on there, me making a drunken ass of myself, comparing apples and oranges.

I found out a few days ago that one of my favourite bands, Eagles of Death Metal is coming to town. I'm so excited. I love them so much. Their music just makes me want to dance and have fun. The energy they have on their albums is so fun and light. Tickets go on sale tomorrow, here's hoping I score some. I'm sure I will, because not many people have heard of them. They do seem to be getting more and more popular though. I'm totally stoked. I can't wait to get tickets, and I was just talking a few months ago how much I wanted to see them.

There's just so much music stuff that keeps on popping up lately, it's just like whoa. It's all coming together at the right time and place. Everything is slowly falling into place. I think it's all unfolding the way it should be. With all this awesome music coming to me, and me going to it, and seeking it. It's totally inspiring me. I believe all these events happening, will help me find the type of artist I want to be, or at least give me a bit of insight. If I gain nothing else, at the very least, I'll be having a great time with awesome friends, listening and watching amazing music.

Charlieland

I should really be sleeping right now. It's still relatively early in Charlieland. It's after 1 am. I don't work until the afternoon, so sleep shouldn't be an issue. The issue is I need about 12 hours of sleep. I'll probably sleep shortly but who really knows.

I'm not posting from work for a change. I temporarily have access to a laptop which affords me access to wireless Internet. I'm not sure how long this arrangement will last.

Today was awesome. I met up with a few good friends, and went to the grounds of the legislative building. We smoked a joint, and just sat around, chilled and talked for the afternoon. One of my friends had a guitar, so that was fun, I brought along my Wilson Meyer. It was good fun times. Talked about various things, and topics. Brought me some insight to move on from things I cannot change.

The most complete randomness always happens to me. It's just utter randomness, I don't get it, and it always happens to me. I totally just attract random events.

I was talking with one of my friends, and there's so many awesome things coming up this week. Wednesday Shout Out Out Out Out is playing at the Pyramid. On Saturday is 80s vs 90s Night also happening at the Pyramid. It should be good fun times. I plan to dance my ass off both nights. I'm totally stoked.

I was talking with my friend earlier about these interviews I've been watching as of late. I've been totally into Queens of the Stone Age as of late, as well as the Desert Sessions. I've come to the conclusion that Josh Homme is totally amazing, and I look up to him. His interviews are amazing. I was watching this one series of interviews he was doing while promoting Lullabies to Paralyze. The question would be posed, and I was bored, and doing the thing I do, so I would talk aloud and answer the question the way I would answer it. His words were my words. The things he was thinking about music and life, were the things I was thinking. There was one thing that was a total turning point, and is one of my true beliefs. He's like if there's something you can't change, fuck it. There's no point wasting time on it. And that's one of the pillars of my life, and the one I've been struggling with the most as of late. Situations you cannot change, and not being able to just say fuck it. It was just totally amazing, and it made me appreciate him as an artist, and musician that much more. The thoughts and the words that he was conveying.

His thoughts about writing, and creating a certain imagery. But not finishing the sentence, that's up to the viewer/listener to do. It's better that way. I love his writing and his music, and the way he uses certain imagery, and how he doesn't finish the sentence, he lets us the audience do it, and I'd really like to do that with my writing.

I've been not practicing much guitar lately. I've been mainly working on words. I've come up with quite a bit of words actually, but how they will fit with music I'm unsure. I have some melodies that want to get out of my head. However they're still not sure how. My guitar skills are still very limited. That can only be helped with practice. However I find it hard to practice without getting frustrated. I must move on, control my temper and have more patience. The words are coming. I just need help with the music.

Clarification

I was thinking last night. When I started this blog I wanted it to mean something. However I've noticed lately it's just been like a journal. Too much like a journal. Like I did nothing last night. If I did nothing last night, there's no reason to post. I need to get back in that mind set, and only update my blog if there's something to really update. None of this well I have nothing to write about, my weekend was boring, etc. That makes for a boring blog, that no one will want to read. I want to make profound statements and thoughts. If I find myself posting about nothing really in particular, there will be no post. I don't want this to be all filler, I want it to be something people actually read, and take something away from it. So hopefully all of my future posts will actually mean something, or have something to say. I will continue to post about movies and music in my life, amazing instances that have happened, and whatnot. But I will no longer be posting about nothing at all.