have a heart, lend a helping hand.

My new favorite pastime is hitting up the local music stores and playing all sorts of different guitars.

Ahh.... so I continue on. The last three days have been nothing but a sleepless blur... so much work, hyperactive socialization, and driving around.

Seriously, there's so much on my mind, but it's all up in air; everything is in motion... sitting here, now... nodding off and haphazardly dreaming. [Yeah... I am going to sleep.]

I just put down an entire pint of blueberries... they were so fucking good; hopefully I wont regret having done this in the morning.  I think that blueberries may be my new favorite food, I have another pint in In the fridge and I'm already making plans and subconciously manipulating my w o r l d  t o  m a k e  w a y  f o r  m o r e  b l u e ( Read more... )

I'd like to find more people who approach playing music from an improvisational sort of perspective... basically pulling moments from whatever experience... the day, the night, or whatever... vice versa? just creating.


oh Less Foliate.mp3

3.25 mb track | recorded July 19th, 2004 9:00 PM


BeliZe.mp3

3mb track | recorded July 14th, 2004 4: ( Read more... )

..saw a shooting star tonight... like twenty minutes ago. it's screwed up that these sorts of things can be forgotten about. ( x )

I’ve been spending so much time playing music and recording these really long twenty to forty minute tracks; plugging away at it for up to six or eight hours at a time... I don't know ( Read more... )

perhaps integrity

all your glory has burnt out in comparison. i step back as well, once again; as usual. better i than you for the vacancy of days and years, superfluous moments. it’s a tragedy to know those i’ve loved and those who’ll never tell. at least you’ve learned to listen.

It was strange, the brief moments spent looking back, things were quiet... waves crashed silently