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"...the road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom."

William Blake

Rilke, she said, don't you love ( Read more... )

So someone got locked in the bar last night. Not kidding. After walking out and locking the door we all hear a banging. Bang bang bang. Someone got locked in the goddamned fucking bar. No keys to let them out. No way to get in. What a disaster...it was an event of epic proportions I tell you. Epic proportions.

I don't care which of my friends you hang out with, are fucking or even spoke to via your crappy little cell phone last night. I don't even care if I had sex with you two years ago and you want to catch up and tell me all about what happened with that friend we kind of both knew but I never remembered beyond buying one drink ( Read more... )

Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

William Shakespeare

I'm thinking about throwing up but do some bonghits instead, then flee. Deal with it. Rock'n'roll.

Bret Easton Ellis

Music is my life. While I've been moonlighting in just about everything BUT music for the past two years I feel that I have made my way home.

There is no bride for me, but music.

...so I'm finally working with a full time touring band for the first time since 2005. It's been TWO YEARS since I've done something that didn't a)resemble a reunion show or b)end up falling apart after initial attempts at running the gun beyond where it should go ( Read more... )

...that I am attracted to bitterness. Every woman I attempt to dedicate myself to ends up being bitter, misdirected and unable to tell a straight story. It's not just one or the other or the other...it's just all of them.