Louisiana Woman

Trunken Branches Band

Tenlons Fort

I love this band. You should buy their album immediately.

I've had several friends die in the past 4 years. Scotty Johnsguard died of an unknown illness yesterday. Here's what I remember about him:

-we home schooled together
-he was incredible at science
-we wrote the script for a movie that was incredibly hilarious and obviously never created
-I beat him in chess and bragged to my friends about how I beat the "smartest homeschool kid at chess", but really he admitted to being a shitty chess player before the first pawn was moved
-he loved monty python and all that they did
-he could sing lower than i can
-he was always hilarious and always extremely eager to speak to anyone about anything
-we were on the robotics team together
-he wore high white socks, even when wearing shorts
-his mother was very sequential and awkwardly organized
-he, just like i ended up doing, went to the woodlands highschool to pursue interaction with normal people
-i witnessed his perverted stage in 8th and 9th grade where he would point out all of the naked pictures of adam and eve in church
-he laughed at anything remotely funny, but when he did, you felt confidence and that your joke was way funnier than it actually was
-he was very talented at the piano and composed a score for the movie "Karoshi", in which bandy, juan, and nathan played on

The last time that I saw him was at Baker Street in the woodlands. We were both drinking stout beers and had an hour long discussion about the brilliance of the soundtrack to The Dark Knight. That must have been about a year and a half ago.

I can firmly say, without any hint of hesitation, he was a good man.

apartments.

I hear the sound of my neighbor's alarm turning on at noon. I hear the whistling of an old man. I know he is old because I have seen him drive up in his motorcycle. I have seen the cacti in his window, and I have seen him avoid my neighbors with a very Steppenwolf-esque approach. I have never met him, but i like his personal translation of "old".

I have smiled at the 4, 5, 6 mexican children that live next door, and nodded at the overweight father who seems to work on his truck twice a week. Tuesdays and Sundays.

I have felt goose bumps when I realized a beautiful girl had been listening to me play guitar on my porch for the past...what? 20, 30 seconds? She was on her bike and winked at me, then rode off. I have played two more songs afterwards, louder than before, both internally and vocally hoping she would come back.

I have left the door open because of Spring, and I have smelt the cigarettes of my lower neighbors. I have cooked to make the smell leave the apartment, but secretly I smoke cigarettes whenever I can get a hold of one.

I have been living here for nine months. I have not changed my mind about you.

"i don't like to sing"

Do you think that people say "i don't like to sing" or "i'm uncomfortable singing" because they aren't forced into it? I mean people don't like to hear their own voice. If we weren't forced to talk in our society, would we want to talk?

The people that do sing a lot are people that have forced THEMSELVES to sing a lot. I know that I wanted to write songs. I don't believe that I was born with a good voice, I had to practice. I forced myself to learn how to sing because I wanted to be in the culture of music.

So in a culture, like many Asian cultures, where the language consists of (quite literally) hitting several pitches in order to convey a word, people don't feel uncomfortable. haha and they LOVE karaoke (don't pay attention to this sentence).

"So in the English language, we're syntactically restrained. We're just really, really structured. We have our defined subjective and objective, but for the Chinese it's switched around. Like you could say the same word but different pitches and it would mean a million things."- Justin

food to munch on with your brain,
-andy

I remember when I was a tyke hearing "congratulations! you won!" as an ad on the internet and trying convince my father that I indeed had.

Ages 3 +

long to do list to do to-day.

So i'm starting a band called Rude. or Rood. or something. Matt and I were listening to Texas Music Matters on KUT and were inspired. After the Beatles revolution started, a bunch of really shitty texas garage bands started up in the early 60's and did regional tours around the state. The scene was in Mcallen, Dallas, and Houston.

Basically it's like psychedelic punk. or something. Everything was based off 3 chords, and just being rowdy. Check it out:

http://texasmusicmatters.kut.org/2010/02/24/on-the-big-broadcast-texas-garage-rock/

I've had the bugs in my system and have been a sick for a while. Look at this pale-ass-face-with-bags-under-my-sick-eyes-,-bro.