We've recorded 4 songs for our new CD entitled Into Open Arms We Welcome Our Transgressor's ...and one of them is on our PureVolume page. It is called Postmortem Glamour Shots on the County Dime!

Here is a link to a new recording of a song we recorded. LINK LINK LINK LINK LINK LINK LINK LINK

It is called: Going Halves on the Brooklyn Bridge

I feel like I am screwing it up. I go and do it and I don't even mean to but the absence is coming out of my mouth. I don't even know what that means. Something is missing in me though. I know it... or something is hiding. A while ago I thought I was doing good and I was open and I felt good and I thought I was getting somewhere. I don't know ( Read more... )

I am missing everything.
I don't want to anymore.
Carlie.

David found someone to cover his shift! Craig just needs to find a babysitter. Hope we can play tonight.
..Me too.

If anyone else has read Carlie's liveJournal ever, you too will most likely think it was taken out of a genious poet's mind... because it was. But she will never admit it. I miss her so much. It has been 3 weeks since I've seen Carlie. And I still have to wait another night and workday to be with her. I am excited for the drive. I've noticed ( Read more... )

Time flies when you're having fun. But when you're a frog, times fun when you're having flies. I find this statement to be over simplifing when people interact with each other as a whole. I could say, "weird, I don't even feel drunk." Do you think someone would tell me I should drink more? I would tell them that I don't drink. I do not drink ( Read more... )

I'm the one who types so much, I'm the one who types so much.