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It is two minutes to 2am and Im taking a moment from watching Red Hot Chili Peppers - Live At Slane Castle to update my journal... Flea is dressed as he does... In a black suit with white skeleton painted on it, only how flea can do it... not much has been happening in my life at the moment, only work... Amy, Isabella, Izzy, Bella, Bubbles... Who the fuck ever... take a look at yourself, you pitiful piece of a human being... there is more to life than donnie and debs... BTW, chicken tastes better cooked... Well today was fine... I was supposed to go down today and order my new guitar since weekends are the only time I can go to shops without them being closed... Work simply doesnt allow me to go to shops... My fucking selfish fucking bogan of a father had things on his agenda... they were: U/12 hockey (He is in no way affiliated with any under 12 hockey team, yet he finds hockey to be more worthy of his time than his son...) Nieces swimming lessons (this I can understand, mum wasnt home to take them, it was his duty...) so after explaining to him the night before that i needed to go to Philtronics to order a nice shining new guitar, (Ibanez Iceman to be exact...)   "There is no mistaking the Iceman, the classic speed machine that has thrown around more metal than the guys at Fort Knox. The Iceman was born to rock" -Ibanez website, http://www.ibanez.co.jp/world/country/frame_australia.html he then promptly told me that he had forgotten and then wondered why I was fucking shitty, I only have a one day opening to do shit and because of a slight case of insomnia, I often spend the time within that window catching up on lost sleep during the week... so when I was awake, i was ready to go by 10:30ish, expecting father to be home from swiming lessons by 11:00 - 11:30... But the hockey beckoned too hard and the fucker couldnt resist... so at 1:00 pm... and after telling me that he would watch a 1 minute long swimming race on television, he decided to hang out the fucking washing... Then he told me that I shouldnt spend my money 2 weeks after I have just gotten some... doesnt the dickhead know what Order means? Its paying off in installments while the instrument is still arriving after being made and BRAND NEW... so anyway, I lost my chance this week to fucking order something very important to me... Later today I jammed with Nick and Crack... fucking hell, everytime I play with Saxon, I wonder If I am worthy... hes so fucking good at playing his instrument, I just fucking smile when I hear him make the fucker scream... I often think of myself as being a person who can encourage Saxon to write music, and Both he and I put each other under pressure to write proper decent music together. So far I think we have succeeded considering how long we have been playing together... After a fairly long hard session with the boys, I really felt good and was extremely hot and sweaty to boot... Nick pulled out a beer for us to share... I must admit, a cold beer does sit well when you're hot... A couple of year 8 chicks rang up both Nick and Saxon over and over, inviting them to a party... their party was just the 2 of them and Nick and Saxon, they both declined... Saxon has a girlfriend who a) is "Hot" according to numerous sources and b) Would get jealous or something... Nick has to play footy grand final today so he had to go to bed at 9... I woulda gone, until I found out they were year 8... I asked Saxon what they were celebrating (in all seriousness) He turned around and said in a Joking way "Their Fir..." I cut him off at that, It was after all the inevitable answer, I was kinda fishing for it, but didnt expect quiet little Sax to say something like that... We ended up getting them to ring Nicks mobile and stuck them on speaker phone and played pool and talked shit to some year 8's, must admit... I had fun... I also said we should go on a road trip to big day out... they didnt seem to mind the idea actually... I think as long as theres booze, Nick wont have a problem... As long as theres decent Rock and Roll Music, Saxon wont have a problem... So now what was a trio, has become a "Quio" for desire of a better description of a trio of five people... Just a few words before continue... I'm looking to make all of my gear Ibanez, the quality of their instruments is virtually unbeatable in my opinion... Hopefully if our band gets off the ground, I can get my name on the list of "artists" on their site, and hopefully I would have a custom something-or-other on my list of instruments... I really think Global Exit can write some decent shit... My music definately has a Flea falvour to it, Saxons has quite a bit of John Frusciante with a pinch of Kirk Hammett in it, which makes for a very beautiful flavour... I think my lyrics often flow in a similar vein to that of a System of a Down, If we could actually piece together the words to the riffs and then find notes at which to sing the words, and in a way in which all of this elements gel, would be totally sweet... I think we may be almost ready to record a demo... hopefully then, people can hear what we sound like and want to become a singer... well now, Ive written a lot for this one I think... always remember, love the world, love yourself and if You dont... Hurry up and die... Post a comment in response: |
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