iffykillsall

So I went and got a "real" job. If you wanna call it that.

My dreams will have to wait, I guess.

For a while at least.

Because I'm sick of being a loser, being broke all the time.

I still have my backup....

I still have my backup....

Where is my backup?

Oh shit, it's all going to hell....

What's new?

I'm back!

I'm on myspace now.

www.myspace.com/iffykillsall

hit me up, bitches.

I've decided to take the composer songwriter aproach ala fucking John Cale from the Velvet Underground, Richard Wright from Pink Floyd, and other artists of the like.

I'm gonna be using Reason 2.5, Cakewalk's Sonar 4, a lot of rackmount shit and blah blah fuckin' blah.

If nobody else wants to work with me, then fuck it. I'll do the shit myself.

I haven't updated in a while. It's supposed to be "No news is good news" right?

Apparently it doesn't work that way. I'm just not capable of cracking my way into what I wanna do. I'm looking for musicians and blah blah blah


I'm just angry, that's all.

But I've gotta go to some church in bumfucked kansas and be all like "look, this is...
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I'm a call away from completing my hookup to New York.

Why can't I get myself to press a few numbers?

Not sure.



It'd help if I had a goddamned leg to stand on on this one. No band, as of yet. Plenty of ideas....


Whatever.

......

experimentation with silence....

how very John Cage of me...


Checked out a band called Voltaire, kind of a performance art guy....

yeah, pretty cool.





Solo album in three, two.....



One.

Audio Orgasm.

Musical blah blah blah and your mom too. Guitar is pretty. I'm without the capacity to give a fuck what you think anyways. I like pencils when I put them to paper.

They sound like crack cocaine.

Just like the needle in my arm, I'm dead and bloated and never self loathing.

Fuck all y'all.

I'm gonna buy a bass and start work on a solo album, I think.

Maybe.

Any cute chicks check out my journal thingy? That'd be neat.

There's a journal thingy on here? I thought this was all about naked punk and goth chicks? Oh yeah, errr, it is.....


I don't know, man.

I need cigarettes. Badly.