jnthn

orlando...

this town is sooo weird. I'm not into it. I'm into the nature. I'm not into the scene, other than the fact that everyone was super-stoked IN the club. it's got that whole 6th St. Austin, South St. Philly, or 18th St. DC feel which I don't vibe w/well, especially if I've been drinking a lot of whiskey in a club all night and all of a sudden am dumped onto the street w/10000 hoochie mommas and thugs. Granted, the hoochie mommas are nice to look at in this weird, perverse, whiskified way, but...that's cool for about a second.

what was actually cool was picking up 12"s of that Busta track and that Pharell track. Now I just need to get these two acapella tracks onto the laptop and do remixes for 'em. what else was cool was seeing a friend of mine who I've never gotten to hang out with much.

there was a really weird vibe, though, since we'd been more like pen pals for about 4 years, and built it up. we hung out last December and, well, ya know, and then I realized I wasn't into it. My heart doesn't race when I'm around her, my cheeks don't get flushed. I felt bad, I felt guilty and I felt like I was leading her on...felt worst mostly cause I just couldn't find the words to say. conflicting feelings of friendship, loneliness, and non-attraction...anyway, it turned out well because we got to hang out and talk and chill on the porch into the night and that ended up being most important.

listened to crickets chirping and frogs creaking all around, such an amazing sound...gave me the perfect background to think and think...be introspective in the silent din of the tree creatures. UNTIL...

just as my friend was telling me how creepy her neighbors are...paranoid neighbors...one of them comes out, it's like 4am, walks around the house fully clothed, comes back 2 minutes later WITH A FUCKING SHOTGUN...IT'S 4AM!!!!

Anyway, I was mostly thnking, "what if that dude is just fucking drunk and he's going to go off on his wife or something." I was in Jamaica a long time ago and it was the first time I'd heard gun shots up clost. I was in jr high. It was a semi-automatic in the house next door. The next morning we found out it was a domestic dispute...in my state it was definitely surreal.

we're in Jacksonville tonight. Never been here. Don't know what to expect, but the city looks big.

feeling: peaceful, expectant, horny
sound: CNN, A/C, Massive Attack vs. Mad Prof
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I'm hearing fully realized sounds and songs right now. please let this be the end of the writer's block!!!