the constantines killed last night.

fuck.

so good.

i think the fact that i know they won't play On To You just makes me more disappointed when they don't, know.. but.. they were fucking great.

max and clara got ejected from the venue however, for sharing beverages. i felt guilty for loving the set that they missed so much.

this is a letter on behalf of my band. if you know of us, you probablyknow of us under the name tornado days.
please take a look.

Hi,
we are going through a some pretty big changes as a band.. to reflect this, we are shedding our current identity to a degree.

we still play the same songs, though, lets face it there weren't that many.
but we are writing ( Read more... )

if you thought that i was guarded and cagey back then
you should see me now
i know you thought that when i partied i took it too far
if you saw me tonight, you'd be mortified.

i was starting to annoy you the last time we hung out
well you'd fucking hate me now.

so far, i've written one new song, and i've played music every single day. that really shouldn't be an uncommon occurrence for a week of mine... but it kinda is. i mean to play music.. outside of my own room every single day in a week ( Read more... )

i wanted to use the box of nerds as a percussion instrument (percussion pessimist).
but i (h)ate all the nerds.

nerds are fucking tangy.

played the open mic at matchless last night.  it has some problems. but i liked it much better than last time. i'm not sure why. i dunno. i don't want to be an open mic geek but i kinda need it once in a while. and i'm always working late during the one at spike's ( Read more... )

I draw them on reckless, etched in, scratched in like resurrection.

when i tell you that i love you please don't test my love, accept my love, don't test my love. cause maybe   i don't love you   all that much.

if you get a feeling next time you see me, do me a favor and let me know. cause it's hard to tell. it's hard to say. oh well, ok.

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