It's beginning to feel a lot like... crap!

As far back as I can remember I've always associated the change in weather with good feelings and hope. People in general always seem to be so much more kind and sociable. But this year the change in temperature seems to have brought a down beet vibe with it. It's a desperate situation for most people, and even if you're not struggling too much it feels like every one I know has some private circumstance that's dragging them down. It's like every one is carrying some kind of burden, and it shows in their eyes.

I know I wish I could be on even ground with some situations in my life. It seems that some one might have the wrong impression about my intentions. Hell, I don't know what it is they think, and they don't seem to want to convey that information to me. Still there is plenty to thankful for. For instance I went out and had a nice steak dinner with a friend.

(Warning this steak is just a reenactment. It is not an actual picture of the steak I just ate)

We should work to make things easier on each other instead of of more difficult or at the least ambiguous. I don't mean in a cosmic "one earth" kind of sense, but at least just on the people we care about. I think I'll get back into taking photographs and posting them here. I care about my friends, and there are some people I care very deeply about despite whether or not they think I should feel a certain way. That's a compliment and a meaningful one. It's a world of dishonesty and I think we are all good enough to be honest with each other. Cheer up America.

Speaking of which read this. What a crock! The government giveth, and the government taketh away.

Here's a rap song about space aliens. Check out their You Tube channel. They also have a spoken word techno song about how we never landed on the moon.

Trying My Best To Love You

Thought this was a nice song. Check it out. The album version is even better. I've listened to it like 50 times.

I Never Knew You Liked Jazz

I've had a poisonous feeling in my blood for the last couple of days and I'm not sure why. Not for the reasons you might think, but I just feel like there's something lurking in the background. I'm not worried. It's not like I've never had this feeling before. Despite that there's nothing particularly wrong with things. I suppose it will pass.


Things to be thankful for:

1) God

2) Friends and family

3) One first rate pile of finds at the Salvation Army the other day

4) Baked ham

5) Having loved and lost means that at least you loved, and had been loved back at some point


I think I'm going to take a hiatus from recording music. I need to listen to more music, and practice more. I've hit a brick wall, and as an avant-garde musician that is a deadly thing. I haven't enjoyed music in a very long time, and like every area in life you need to experience new things if you're going to grow. I know what I want to accomplish sonically I just have no idea how I can make it happen. But there is a thing or two I need to say before I take a break.

I suppose I would like to pour out a lot of sentiments and what not, but I know how some of you hate talking about your feelings. That isn't what I want. I don't need answers. Though I would like to know some more about what I don't know. I used to collect vinyls. I just figured we all would never have much in common, but people surprise you now and again.

Oh, and some one stole our bicycles from the garage. What the hell is up with that?

Well I might be around at some point if you wanna talk or just pall around.


Oh and there should be me more than one new movie review up!

Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love

Oh joy! Oh vistas of inner pleasure! An ever mounting flame of love and purity. It has finally happened. I was patient. I waited so so long. I searched, casually of course, but searched. Watching, waiting for the right time. Then yesterday it finally happened. I was thrift shopping. Seeing what could be seen. Finding the good deals. I bought a cheap cassette player/ radio. Has one of those built in mics. That was my first recording device back in the day. I wonder if you can over dub on it like my old one could.

Any how, I've been collecting books on tape. Remember when it was books on tape? Catchy little phrase. I got Ivanhoe has read by veteran stage actor Steven Pickup. Got Star Trek: Vengence, written and read by William Shatner. I got a productions of Jules Verne's Journey to the Center of the Earth starring Leonard Nimoy and John de Lancie. Even snagged myself a performance of Mozart's Die Zauberflote (The Magic Flute) as performed by the Berlin Philharmonic circa 1968. It has a nice case, and even comes with a booklet the translates the German lyrics to English and Italian. All these things and more for less than 4 dollars. We aren't talking serious fidelity, but what the who?

Oh, but that is not the real news. I was standing there waiting to pay for my goods when I saw. My heart jumped into my throat. My eyes fell wide open. Could it be? Could it fit? I ran over and grabbed it. I nervously put it on my head. Oh we are all familiar with my love of off beat head gear, but for this I have waited so long. Passing up lesser opportunities in hopes that one day I might find the perfect match, and here it is...

A George Straight Two Step!



This ain't no cock and bull cowboy hat, ladies and gentlemen. This is the kind you wear when you go to the kind of place where lusty country girls hang out, and you want to pick them up. This is the kind of hat you wear when you're opening for Kenny Chesney (quick note: I'm not actually sure who Kenny Chesney is beyond him being a country musician). This is the kind of hat you wear when you're the open plains, rustling cattle, and shooting at dudes named Flying Eagle.

Me and this hat are made for each other, and I look dang good! JOY!

Ok, yeah, he's playing two guitars at once, but all he's doing is series of hammer-ons and string bends. Still you should subscribe to Joel Samuals channel. He has all kinds of interesting stuff he's shot over the years.

God Loves 4 Year Old Matthew

Down and Out

Well there I was up bright and early only after two hours of sleep. I never sleep well before a job interview so I took 3 Tylenol PMs and even though I could barely move I still could not sleep. Somewhere around sunrise I drifted off for a couple of hours, and then prepared.

I was looking snazzy. In my Sunday best. My most clever looks all mapped out, and was even ready to break into a musical number should the need arise. Then about 10 minutes before arriving at what I was sure was going to be my new job I got a call. My friend who recommended me heard from his manager. Apparently the hotel is not doing so well in a financial type way. Not only will they not be hiring any one knew they're also cutting back on every ones hours. My dreams were shattered.

I saw all that free reading time going straight out of the window, and somewhere in the distance a telephone rang. Will it be telemarketing for the rest of my life? The idea sounds like suicide. Maybe I can use my will to work over night shifts, and apply that to another industry. I don't think a lot of people like over night shifts. I guess it just isn't in the cards for me. Hotel work that is. Beaten by the recession.

Here's a 14 year old girl yodeling. Do you like yodeling? I have a bit of an affinity for it. I could have yodeled in the hotel. What else could have been?

Pretty English Rose

Well life ekes as it does. It just ekes. Tomorrow I may have a new job. Working the front desk at a hotel during the over night shift about 3 or 4 days a week. I suppose I'll get a lot of reading done. Who knows?

As for newer new news I have none. But there is a new film review on my film review blog! Management! You all need to book mark that thing and check it like every 5 minutes so that I don't have to be my own personal cheer leader. If any of you want to request a film for me to review then so I shall. It'll give me practice! Practice!!!! PRACCCTTTICCCEEEE!!!

Now watch this when you're having a bad day, and will be well.