hello world. how's things?
Life goes on, kicking and screaming at times. Growing up takes on new defintion everyday. The only one who can change it is you.....and so it goes.
So my band reached a zenith and hit a wall. It's an old story, I know. Bands come and bands go. In the meantime I've realized that my my keyrig, like my brain, was only being used to 10% of its real potential. So I've been ass deep in my keyboards, learning all the little ins and outs, making beats, making patterns....and many pleasant joys of layered synth bliss. looooooooove. I'm still trying to get the rest of my brain working.
Living near my parents after living a great distance from them for 8 years has been tricky. I love em to death but leave me alone! I kid actually, they rock, I just been a basket case lately due to back problems and depression. That's all in the past, though, lets move on.
If any one reads this I'll be shocked...so let me thank you for participating! I blog to vent. welcome to my life and my dirty laundry. we all need therapy, this is mine. bear with me. or piss off. either way....Looooooooove.
I think it's time to end the night shift and start sleeping regular peoples hours. I've worked nights for a lot of years, and always been a night person anyhow, so It's been so easy for so long. But I got a lot of shit to do. There's a lot of things I can't do at 3AM without pissing off the neighbors. Like Autobody.
Speaking of neighbors, some coyotes are yowling about 75 yards outside. Gotta love the desert.
He's 86'd ! He's outta here!
that was random. keep with me.
For the record, on the band thing: I quit. They (Dave) tried to keep the band going. M-jar, my best friend, the drummer quit first, for excellent reasons. I quit thereafter, also for good reasons. The replacement, smokes alot and the wontlistens, leaves a bit to be desired. But I talked to Money, the new drummer, and agree, they need to sit down, re-think, re-invent; It's a new band, not the old band minus keys and with a new drummer/frontman. Lets all move on. That's my plan. Stay tuned Kingman for some crazy breakbeat, Hip-hop, reggae, punk lovin alternative rock noize crazy shit. And Dinner music. Gotta try and make a few bucks making pretty atmosphere and piano tinkle at Lombardi's Italian place. It's in the Goal stage right now. I'll keep you posted, world, as I know you'll all be holding your breath for the next gripping chapter in the saga that is my nonsense. Looove.
CAK
Life goes on, kicking and screaming at times. Growing up takes on new defintion everyday. The only one who can change it is you.....and so it goes.
So my band reached a zenith and hit a wall. It's an old story, I know. Bands come and bands go. In the meantime I've realized that my my keyrig, like my brain, was only being used to 10% of its real potential. So I've been ass deep in my keyboards, learning all the little ins and outs, making beats, making patterns....and many pleasant joys of layered synth bliss. looooooooove. I'm still trying to get the rest of my brain working.
Living near my parents after living a great distance from them for 8 years has been tricky. I love em to death but leave me alone! I kid actually, they rock, I just been a basket case lately due to back problems and depression. That's all in the past, though, lets move on.
If any one reads this I'll be shocked...so let me thank you for participating! I blog to vent. welcome to my life and my dirty laundry. we all need therapy, this is mine. bear with me. or piss off. either way....Looooooooove.
I think it's time to end the night shift and start sleeping regular peoples hours. I've worked nights for a lot of years, and always been a night person anyhow, so It's been so easy for so long. But I got a lot of shit to do. There's a lot of things I can't do at 3AM without pissing off the neighbors. Like Autobody.
Speaking of neighbors, some coyotes are yowling about 75 yards outside. Gotta love the desert.
He's 86'd ! He's outta here!
that was random. keep with me.
For the record, on the band thing: I quit. They (Dave) tried to keep the band going. M-jar, my best friend, the drummer quit first, for excellent reasons. I quit thereafter, also for good reasons. The replacement, smokes alot and the wontlistens, leaves a bit to be desired. But I talked to Money, the new drummer, and agree, they need to sit down, re-think, re-invent; It's a new band, not the old band minus keys and with a new drummer/frontman. Lets all move on. That's my plan. Stay tuned Kingman for some crazy breakbeat, Hip-hop, reggae, punk lovin alternative rock noize crazy shit. And Dinner music. Gotta try and make a few bucks making pretty atmosphere and piano tinkle at Lombardi's Italian place. It's in the Goal stage right now. I'll keep you posted, world, as I know you'll all be holding your breath for the next gripping chapter in the saga that is my nonsense. Looove.
CAK
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reid:
Yes I'm so jealous of all the people that are walking distance from Casey's! I'd walk home drunk like every night. Not to mention there are some gorgeous houses round those parts.
diaz:
Thank you so much for your comment on my set <3