[ Tuesday, September 07, 2004 ]
Crazy dreams last night... running around with shotguns in the woods, being chased by... hmm... two people... me and somebody else being chased. sketchy business! seemed to turn out okay, tho... at least, i'm awake now. but, it is after four p.m. and i've only been awake for like half an hour. garbage, that is! i think i'll stay off the caffeine today. last night was one of those where as soon as my head hit the pillow for sleeping i had a billion ideas screaming through my head, demanding attention... seeing as i didn't get to sleep before 6 or so, i probably should just got up and worked on some of those ideas, but i'd promised myself i wouldn't turn on the laptop. ah well...i was supposed to wake up earlyish, like a normal human, and try and get my life correct on the inflow of money side, i.e. get a job, but , ... tomorrow... seems like that will be the day... today will be the day for the other shit i haven't been doing, organizing the homesteads, etc. etc. organizing the brainstems. must do work on the speaking of devils website too, i want to have version 2.0 up and dancing before our rock and roll show on tuesday, which is a week from today. !! soon!!
it'll be cool.... our powerword, as a band, is "cocksure". especially appropriate as we're battling it out against all girls, as far as i can tell. be good if we can get a few more tracks recorded by then, too, and have some cd's to give out to the masses, should any of them seem interested enough. either some for selling, or else just for dropping into the steamy mitts of fancy movers and shakers who should have a listen.
been listening to some steve reich, ambient-ish phillip glassy stuff, with guitars that don't really sound like guitars, because they aren't doing the same old strummy things guitars usually do. and the music that the orb sampled/ripped off for the main parts of 'little puffy clouds'... the bastards!
trying to get my head correct. its coming around. yesterday was good, went to the victory square block party bashorama thing at, of all places, victory square. what a name. but it was pretty victorious... i got there kinda late, just around time to see channels 3 & 4 playing... they didn't really do too much for me, unfortunately. but, if i was wasted and in a small dark room they'd probably seem better, not really park music. the unicorns were pretty ass kicking, i have to say. and at the end , they brought this crazy old man who'd been dancing by the stage probably for the whole day, definetly for the whole time i was there, up on stage, and he was all shaking his thing... in the song, there's this part at the end "we're the unicorns.... we're more than horses....." and so at the "horses" part the singer sorta hands the mic off to the crazy old man and in his crackly voice he says "aww... i... i ... i'm not a unicorn... ... .. aw, hell , i guess i am!!!". it was awesome. maybe not done justice by my writing, but it was a beautiful moment, the kind of thing that rock & roll is all about. warmed my heart.
also, yeah, just getting out and seeing some good folks helped warm the heart, actually talking to people... surprising, i know, but communication helps you feel human! so, as i said to juli, i gotta bring back the stoke.
i'll finish with a quote from mike,repeating wisdom of the ages:It's not enough to say "I would like to" or "I want to". The fundamental crime is to not try
Escaper [9/07/2004 07:14:00 PM]
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