Milkshakes!

Just saw an amazing play called "Neighborhood 3". It's all in a video game and these apathetic teens are obsessed as it takes place in their own neighborhood via sattelite. It's amazing coz their parents are zombies and they have to kill them at the end.

Listenin' to the Milkshakes and feel like shakin' it tonight. In a good mood, one of five moods I've been in today. Making the attempt to slow down on the weed. See, this is the kind of thing that I tell myself and nobody else coz if I start up again, my previous declaration can be thrown in back in my face. I think it's time to steer forward and really fuck some shit up. I wanna refuse to let bad vibes get in my way, patronizing bitches with no faith tryin' to slow me down. . . their problem is theirs, I can't be bothered.

Another issue is confidence. There is no reason to puss out anymore, I'm almost 30 and I'm done playing myself. Fuck that shit. Let it out, set it free.

There's my vent.

Spring is here and it's real. I finally live somewhere that has seasons! If you haven't seen spring coming out of the ground like I'm seeing right now, you should move. It's inspiring.

If you had a reason!

This is a reason to visit Louisville!

http://www.terrascope.co.uk/Terrastock7/main.htm

During the boring bands, we can go to the Makers Mark distillery. . .

More RAIN!!

After 20 hours of TERRIBLE travel (through Chicago whiteout), I was back in LA for the weekend, the Mrs. played a show on Saturday night. It was the first time I got to see his band, as both of our bands choked to death around the same time last year. His band, White, got back together to play a show with Gravy Train!!!!! at the Trubador in West Hollywood (BARF).

My old band is getting back together, sans this drunk drummer, sometime in the future, too. They're called Mon Cousin Belge and it's a bunch of fags with vision and bacon cheeseburgers. The album is mastered and really striking! I like the album again, where I was thinking I never wanted to here that PISH again.
Check it out.

Back to LA V. 1003 (2008). . . Crap everywhere, bad drugs with worse people on them, smells unknown to this world, bacon wrapped hotdogs are now illegal!?
Love my boyfriends band! I was ready to be polite and I turned sincere. All the songs are perfectly crafted psych songs from a mid 90s we were oblivious to. . .

www.myspace.com/shadesofwhite

Listen for yerself.

Gravy Train!! was fun, I was too pissy to really get into it (too OLD and MALE, as well. . . according to the audience) The second band actually made me upset, I refuse to even write about them.

The rest of the night was at the same house we always go to, with the same LA people talking about the same bullshit, double-time mind you.

On sunday we ate pot brownies and saw Paranoid Park. . . it was absolutely fucking gorgeous and mindblowing.

Now I'm back in my old Kentucky home. Back in the woods hauling logs and mulch. I'm blessed to have two job interviews this week, and hopefully a BEER BREATH practice. People here are more flaky than all the bitches in SF combined!

There's also this great theater festival going on called the HUMANA festival. We just saw an almost amazing one-dude play called 'the break/s' and we have tickets to two other shows this week.

http://www.actorstheatre.org/humana.htm

Okay then, BYE

RAIN RAIN RAIN

It keeps raining. The tulips in the front yard are thick and mighty, but I still feel stuck here.

Yesterday, I sauntered down to the Mid City Mall and saw Funny Games. First off, I think Mel Brooks should be the only actor allowed to look into the camera and address the audience. MIchael Pitt's character did this twice and it was a big hinderance to the already strenuous pacing. I don't dislike slow paced shots, but some of the longer scenes in this film made me cringe with annoyance, they were completely unnecessary. As well, the acting was pretty bland. The director is at fault, completely, coz there are some great actors there. After one really brutal scene, the actors react like complete idiots, fumbling around and not actually emoting. It makes sense that they're in shock, but this was another aspect that caused me to throw up my hand and flip off the screen.
The premise is good, kind of played, but it can be pulled off, for sure. In the future, I hope this director tries to go further into his plot and not just ride on the premise for 90 mins.

There's a new band me and some gay guys are starting called BEER BREATH. Look out for that smell.

Green on Green on Beige

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