English Spiders
Finally I found the time to translate our band's homepage into a more or less good english version, not completely yet, but tomorrow all will be done (hopefully).
Interested? Come get some...
SPIDER JERUSALEM
After a little verbal fight (no, to be serious it was a big BOOM between all of us) and today's bandtraining we're ready to rumble. Was frustrating the last weeks, dates for bandtrainings had been delayed or cancelled... and all of that a few weeks before our gig.
But now ...yippie-aye-yay... even our newbie-drummer did his job quite good. No time to relax though, after Feucht/Nurnberg we got more concerts to play (man, am I getting too old for this?
).
...just wanting to be part...just wanting to belong...
Freaking midlife crisis (if that is what I'm in), somehow I'm not fitting anywhere. For some I'm too soft, for others I'm too hard and creepy, some hate my darkside others hate me when I'm in a funny mood, some pretend to like my art but won't ever buy anything or support me.
So what am I supposed to do? Act like or turn into something I am not just to become more hip? Fuck that, I am who or what I am.
But this way I'll stay alone... and these times I hate being alone. Still miss Petra, always will... and even when surrounded by a shitload of people (internet communities or the real thing, no matter) it makes me feel alone even more.
At least this sunday my damn best friend will visit me for a few days and we'll kill some time together... *sigh* a little delay before drifting down the spiral again.
Call me whimp? Ok by me, meet me onstage and I'll show ya!
Reject me? Ok too, can't get any worse than after Petra left.
Going to hell? Ja... I'm with ya then.
X-TC (with another bullshit-blues journal entry)
MONDAY SEPTEMBER 26 2005 9:20 AM
...sometimes I dream of sleepiness...
...sometimes I feel like I'm alive.
Finally I found the time to translate our band's homepage into a more or less good english version, not completely yet, but tomorrow all will be done (hopefully).
Interested? Come get some...
SPIDER JERUSALEM
After a little verbal fight (no, to be serious it was a big BOOM between all of us) and today's bandtraining we're ready to rumble. Was frustrating the last weeks, dates for bandtrainings had been delayed or cancelled... and all of that a few weeks before our gig.
But now ...yippie-aye-yay... even our newbie-drummer did his job quite good. No time to relax though, after Feucht/Nurnberg we got more concerts to play (man, am I getting too old for this?
).
...just wanting to be part...just wanting to belong...
Freaking midlife crisis (if that is what I'm in), somehow I'm not fitting anywhere. For some I'm too soft, for others I'm too hard and creepy, some hate my darkside others hate me when I'm in a funny mood, some pretend to like my art but won't ever buy anything or support me.
So what am I supposed to do? Act like or turn into something I am not just to become more hip? Fuck that, I am who or what I am.
But this way I'll stay alone... and these times I hate being alone. Still miss Petra, always will... and even when surrounded by a shitload of people (internet communities or the real thing, no matter) it makes me feel alone even more.
At least this sunday my damn best friend will visit me for a few days and we'll kill some time together... *sigh* a little delay before drifting down the spiral again.
Call me whimp? Ok by me, meet me onstage and I'll show ya!
Reject me? Ok too, can't get any worse than after Petra left.
Going to hell? Ja... I'm with ya then.
X-TC (with another bullshit-blues journal entry)
MONDAY SEPTEMBER 26 2005 9:20 AM
...sometimes I dream of sleepiness...
...sometimes I feel like I'm alive.