I've got an Itch

I really really love this band

He's Got the Whole World in His Hands

These last two weeks have been strange and really uplifting and happy. Immense thanks. I just got a job. FINALLY! after 3 months of unemployment I am joining the workforce yet again. The ole car broke down and it's all biking from here on it. I'm looking forward to it. Get into good shape. Thankfully in Bloomington things are pretty close together, makes for an easier ride. Even better news, we found a house about a mile and a half west of campus and downtown. It's a five bedroom with two full baths and a basement with a few rooms leading off of it. It's a beautiful old house with seclusion and a history of music. I'll try and bag a few photos of it. I've been recording like crazy and writing everyday. trying to create more and more material. I'm working with putting together a full band for house parties and venues that would prefer full band to lone singer-songwriter. I've got many plans for the summer. I've begun working out taking a bus from Indy to Kansas to Colorado and back to Indy. Wakarusa's lineup is stellar and that's on my list as well. My friend Dylan and I are going to backpack through the Hoosier Trails which passes through the southern part of Bloomington all the way to the border of Kentucky. That last one has to happen. Ah, backpacks and tents, just walking and camping, maybe smoking, writing songs, catching fish and so on. Am I being too unrealistic. I can't help it. I have an overactive imagination.

OutPost

A waste of time. Blaming myself. Feeling nothing. Investing too much. Tearing down a wall. I've lost my self-control. I've lost myself in someone else. Resting all of my happiness in the lap of another. My greatest mistake. It meant nothing. Some sad regret. A thought that brings aching to my chest. I squint my eyes and try to forget. It could be so easy for you. It is so easy for you to turn away. I hope that you feel this some day. I haven't good rest in days. I haven't felt myself. I haven't been back to normal. I need to keep busy. I need to keep writing. I have a show in two days. Maintain focus. I should really buy some strings tomorrow. My car won't stop over heating. It's making me very upset. I hope it'll be alright. It keeps leaking anti-freeze. I need to find the leak. There's so much that needs to be done. I don't want to keep dwelling on an individual person. My first taste of love. I have to remember that I'm only 18. I feel so old. I'm writing new music. Moving forward I guess

I Was A Lover For a Week

I laid my hand on your forehead and checked your temperature
I kissed your eyelids, kissed the bridge of your nose and fell into a slumber
I ran my hands all along the physical nation that was your body
discovered new land and claimed it for my own

"You belong to me and when you have someone's belongings, you take care of them"

I've been clean from the ole scripts for several months now. I hadn't even thought of it until just now. How easy it has become to say no to those little white pills. It's astonishing really.

I moved to Bloomington a month and 9 days ago. My love flew the nest 15 days ago. I became a half two months and 14 days ago. I will be refreshed in 2 days. I will be a whole in two months and 28 days.

I'm going to Nashville in two days. I can't wait. I got asked to play in the broadripple music festival October 16th. I'll be playing at Indy Cd/Vinyl at 2:00 pm and then at 10:30 pm at the Jazz Kitchen w/mystikos quintet. Should be one hell of a time

Why keep such a huge part of me a secret. There are so many medicinal uses it's not even funny. When my mind gets all out of wack and I start to feel like I'm going crazy, it helps calm me down and think. Those who want to argue the legality and morality of marijuana are people I have no ears for.
Alcohol, this vile and toxic poison, is allowed to be sold and consumed. This vile poison, that creates an avenue for people to behave in such an animalistic and lustful nature, is considered better than a plant? the absurdity is mind boggling. and to think it's legality is based purely off of racism is not so surprising in this nation ran by conservative racists.

Of course, this is all opinion. I understand that it's not for everyone. and I understand all of the dark underbelly that comes with marijuana. But honestly which is worse, a severe drunk...or...a severe pothead? the pot head may be annoying, but the drunk is just downright sad. I'm done ranting about mary jane. No shame in being an advocate of decriminalization.

I should be careful of what I say. If ever I become famous, then everything'll be taken out of context

Manchester Orchestra has quickly become my favorite band. I am itching to see them live. Andy's voice sends chills straight to my bones. Countless times i have sat in the dark and listened to their albums, which is what you have to do with their music listen to their albums. Each one is a piece of a much larger puzzle, the final product being a well rounded mature and brilliant bad. The evolution of MAN is amazing, you can seriously hear them grow up and into their own on each album. I like to compare them with fine wine. They get better and better with each album. Each little ep is a teaser that leaves you anxious for the main course. Listen to them, with each album in order. Spend time with them. listen track by track, get to know each song. You won't be disappointed i promise. They speak to you and make you go, "how the fuck could someone know exactly how i feel and articulate it so well." Amazing band