we are all guilty of the same things. when those things annoy us, we get on our high horse, and we pretend we would never do such a thing, and ask “how could they do that!?!?”. it’s so ignorant and annoying. there are no rules for living, there are no rules for who you like, who you love, and why you do so. no one will ever mind their own business, and its ridiculous to even ask now a days. everything you do will always be talked about by the people around you, and i dont really think anyone is in the wrong. i dont think you should ever be ashamed of anything you do, anything you care about. we all need our secrets, but usually the things our friends want to gossip about, arent those deep dark secrets that we cling to, but more than likely they just wanna know who we’ve been making out with so they can judge and decide how they feel about that.
grow up. people date, usually they break up, and they should always be allowed to move on, in whichever direction theyd like. there’s no rule that says if your brother is dating someone, and he doesnt appreciate that person, that you shouldn’t get a chance to say or show that person how you feel. maybe that person is your “soulmate”. it really blows my mind that anyone would think that after theyve dated someone, they have eternal dibs on that person. there are numerous ways to respect the situation, numerous ways to handle it accordingly, but as intelligent people, we should be able to handle it and move on.
and even more ridiculous to me, is when any certain instance bothers an outsider more than it bothers the person they are concerned about being hurt by this. when some lonely asshole has to run his mouth and sound the alarm because he doesnt agree with what happened. and usually, this person who is crying out for justice, if you through their past, youll see some nice things, and great backstabbing moments, where they defied everything they claim they stand for, and had some fun with their best friends boyfriend/girlfriend.
im just writing cause i hate when anyone tells another person they are out of line for following their heart, and you know what, i could care less if in the end they were only following their dick(and dick in this case can stand for girlie parts too, i just think it sounds better right now).
do what you want, whenever the fuck you want it. you arent going to live forever and you should experience everything you can, while you can. it might be something you remember and cherish for the rest of your life, who knows. and that angry angry person who always has so much to say, check in on them in a few years, and i bet nothing will have changed.
sitting in the same damn back lounge i was sitting in when i wrote my first ever blog entry, and oddly enough inspired to write by the same person, just for different reasons this time.
so its done. the 2008 MCS record cycle is over. done. no more damn shows. we ended it with some ridiculousness. on 10/2 we played nashville, our final day of tour with Chiodos (love those dudes), and then proceeded to make a 12 hour journey to Stillwater, OK to play with Sugarland, Kelly PIcklier, and Ashton Sheppard. to say this was a weird night would be an understatement. sugarland’s PM and crew were actually all super nice and really cool to use, which was refreshing, but we were definitely out of our element. the country crowd was a bit confused during the set, but i dont think it went over as bad as we had all worried. so we finish up this set, this long day, and we all go to bed sad, knowing that in a few hours we will be at Tulsa International Airport, unloading 23 pieces of gear, and printing our boarding passes to fly to Pittsburgh, PA for the final show of the tour. another college show, this time with Saves the day. So we get to the airport at 630 AM, flight leaves around 9. we have some delays, and we land in Pittsburgh around 3 PM. the band is supposed to play at 530 PM. we get picked up, drop the guys off at the hotel to clean up, and diaz, claudio, pavan and i get to the site as saves the day is playing. we have less than 40 minutes to get our shit together and get ready for this set. it was pretty ridiculous and we were all incredibly slap happy from lack of sleep. it took some doing, and we had a lot of issues wth the ears, but it ended up alright. the show was fun, we had a good time, and we were really happy to close it all out. we all go together in the hotel lobby for a few beers, a meal, and just one last time to hang. it was a good thing.
ill miss all the dudes. its been a really fun time touring with them. i feel like im walking out of it with some new good friends, and i hope we all end up staying in touch.
tour memories might be all i really have someday, so im pretty happy when i get some new ones to add to the scrap book. i think some of my happiest times come from sitting around with friends, and laughing about something stupid that happened some day on tour. i still do it with everyone in FDLS, so im sure ill still do it with people ive toured with since. its great to just think about something completely stupid, and laugh until your face hurts. i feel pretty lucky for being able to do what i do.
so now im 6 hours away from home. got band practice tomorrow with justin and adam which im thrilled about… hopefully this thing works out, who knows. i have some plans to hang with lots of old friends, and some brand new ones, which should prove to be interesting if nothing else. and i think i have some new friends flying in to spend some time with me soon, which will be great!
im starring at the possibility of months off of tour, for the first time in at least 3 years i think. ive turned down every offer that ive received, and i have no intention of looking for a job for some time. i cant wait to have nothing to do, and be completely free to write music all damn day. i plan to write and record at least 20 songs for this project with justin/adam/brian… i plan to be ready to record at least 10-11 songs for my solo album by december… im working on a few more covers with certain special friends, its going to be great. and on Nov 28th, i get to play one final show with fordirelifesake. its going to be amazing, and these are going to be some great months in my life. now i just have to find a way to not end up broke and ill be so happy.
so thats my life right now. pretty fucking awesome in my opinion. good friends, good times, hopefully some babes, and always, always time to write music!
i’ve been out on the vans warped tour now for i think 5 days. about 3 days before that, somehow i did something, which i think resulted in my pinching a nerve in my lower back. needless to say, i have barely been able to walk since we started this tour (which is awesome since its an outdoor festival and you have to walk around all day), and i hate everything as a result.
i bought a bike the other night at super kmart, and that is helping. it slightly resembles pee wee’s bike, so thats a good time, as long as i can avoid that asshole Francis.
pretty much everyday tony and i have a conversation like this: “what time is warped tour?” “did you mean the vans warped tour?” “oh, its whatever time Kevin Says” and then it branches off from there. probably doesnt seem funny if you arent there.
there is this band called the ORESKA BAND, who is just amazing. we are all smitten and everyone has been watching them like every day. check it out, its good times.
hmm what else… warped tour sucks. its hot and gross and hot. the hang outs are good times, but it doesnt always make up for the whole “being on warped tour” thing.
the bronx are awesome. reel big fish are great. i think thats all i got.
do all musicians wonder if they suck? when i listen to certain artists, or see certain people play, i cant help but get incredibly insecure at times. most of my life people have made it seem like they dig what im doing, and i feel very fortunate for that… but at the same time, i have to wonder, does most of what i do suck? is it good? and i wonder if like thom yorke ever thinks that certain songs are no good, or untalented or something? on the other hand, is it good to feel that because it just inspires us to try to impress those who we feel are more talented than we are?
who knows. too much on my mind.
couldnt be any happier right now… i just discovered the official jake the snake roberts myspace page… he was my absolute favorite wrestler when i was a kid. lately, since becoming better friends with tony from mcs, we have both rekindled our love and obsession for the WWF when we were kids…
now i just have to find out what it costs to book jake to fly in and come to the bar with me, maybe ddt my dad or something?
Thieves of Dreams
Jake “The Snake” Roberts
What do they steal?
Why do they steal?
Haven’t they their own?
Everywhere some child or innocent one has left them unprotected
Not of ignorance or shallow thinking
They aren’t hidden due to love
Hope and a sincere belief in all men
There would be no need to bury them in dark, cold holes
Where no life could possibly spring from their loved thoughts
Wouldn’t ever feel a need to lock them away either
What does a thief gain?
Unfortunately even the most ignorant
Vile and irresponsible idiot can gain from dreamers
By aligning or shadowing those innocent, child-like, free and naive
That have proved to be gifted in any area
Stealth like and patiently they wait for an idea
Or gift they have no right to claim
Consuming and copying whatever has been offered up by those still free enough
Inside to dream
Every moment, every second day in and day out
Throughout mankind it will never end for those selected few who have been chosen
Or bestowed the honor
It is a fantastic and horrid breath that utters hope
That this love should be shared
Not raped or stolen?
My wish is not to punish the thieves
But simply be given a chance to dream or not
When I die, I feel it won’t be from another’s sword
But by the unstoppable heartbeat of dreams
last night was a ground breaking moment in my life… finally, after years of waiting, i got to see Sponge (and skid row, who i was never huge into, but even without Bach they were still pretty damn good). I learned that the beginning of wax exstatic is a sample, and i learned that because their awful FOH guy turned it on in the middle of the song (louder than the band) and at the end of the song, both for about half a second.
i should have prefaced that this was happening outside in downtown mt clemens, for our annual fireworks. it was a free outdoor concert with rides, food, all that stuff.
so finally after waiting through the hot tracks off Sponge’s 5th studio album, i heard some familiar feedback, and i was certain i was about to hear “plowed”. So they’re playing, it rules, very happy, and then when the song is almost over, the fireworks start… so the song ends, and it’s clear than Sponge has no intention of stopping. they break back into the song, repeating the verses and chorus, but super slowed down down and borderline “pretty”. so i’m standing there, watching awesome fireworks, hearing this song i grew up loving, slowed down to a ridiculous tempo, and it was almost actually beautiful, but also hilarious… i swear they repeated everything at least 5 times through.. they just kept going!
then skid row played. i was never a big fan, but i knew the hits. it was pretty fun, and a lot of friends showed up to yell and scream like drunken idiots. good times.