We're kind of starting to work on something to do this comming June 24th at The Sideshow. It's going to be the most fun thing ever, I'm pretty sure. We're going to be all wearing home made costumes and preforming some sort of a narrative while we play. Like a mini rock opera!

There's going to be synth science and drum n bass shit while matt and keith and justin jam and channel surf through different things and I'm gonna wrestle a Live Black Bear. 

and if it excites you, you can put on a savage fire dance mask and run around like a monkey!

There'll be zombies there too. So don't get bit by them

Or the live black bear.

 

Write a new song. So watch out Miku, you've got a little brother on the way! then matt can write a piano to it. man, what am i doing? this isn't the way to be a musician....

I excused myself deep into the middle of the row in the most poorly designed movie theater I've ever seen. It was only about ten rows deep, but 400 seats wide, to accommodate the massively panoramic screen. It really was quite breathtaking after I had settled down. The astounding width of the screen was about to warp time and space and present it's eager viewers with 3 films simultaneously. The theme of the evening was "Japanese Shock" brought to you by Takeshi Miike. One film I recognized but was forced to be osmotically joined with the characters, through the screen and take complete part in their horror as we all tried to barricade the door!!! The second film I'm pretty sure i was dreaming onto the screen. A future war fought by soldiers in headless batman costumes. the violence was so splendid that when one poor hero some how ended up with a 4 and a half foot steel ice cube tray lodged between the front his skull and the back of his face, the audience exploded in home-run applause! He stood up blowing kisses, squirting great movie sized drops of blood on us as we threw roses into the screen. I saw one man, about 250 seats down nervously push a bag of tomatoes under his chair. By the time the 3rd movie came on I was already weeping my eyes out at a friendly hot dog stand. Petting the ghosts of my childhood dogs.

The shops are open! now I can blow my vouchers!

I just woke up from a dream where Matt and I went on a tour of Dayton and Ancient Rome and Space, but there where 2 more members of our family featured in our line up. Our dog maggie as well as another dog that looked like a miniature, albino, amphibious Whippet, of sorts... (for those of you who know, it could have been a distant cousin of the Fishwambat.) Well anyway, it was long boring drive through the atmosphere, in the back of the tour bus. I propped my feet on the chair in front of me and petted my synth playing dog by the ear. when we where backstage, before the show, I heard the dogs rehearsing their synth parts in their dressing room. They where getting pumped to play and I couldn't wait to take the stage. Then it dawned on me! There's no controlling an Airedale who is hyped on electronic music and 30 lb. overgrown! I would have to fence them into a small enclosure with their keyboards, because there was no way i could hold two leashes and play guitar. Goddammit. We didn't pack the baby playpen! We would have to ask some of these mercenary space roadies to find us a space dome to put them under! But who among us speaks their lenguage? And how would the dogs breath inside a dome? One problem after another.

that is all.

My patients is wearing very thin with this shitty fucking website! GAARRR! BRAAHH! MAAHHH!! (throws chair, kicks animal, lights hair) I've tried to upload our songs so many times now; about every time i log on. And still: nothing. No songs want to play. they all just glitch out in half a second of pixel mashing, which, don't get me wrong, is very cool, but i still wish this thing would be a man and fulfill it's purpose! oh well.

DEEEE-UM dude. It's pretty late and I got a box of macaroni and cheese down stairs howlin through the cupboard door! I rented Naked Lunch and some 60s sci fi movie, something about "THE EARTH SOMETHING!" or "THE SOMETHING FROM EARTH!" i forget but i plan on making some macaroni and watching one of those here in a little bit. that or maybe go into the kitchen, open a few cupboards, close them and realize that that took up the very last of my steam for the day. I think I'm going to paint a painting tomorrow of The Nerve Man! He's this poor guy that only has a nervous system and a pair of jeans. And when he walks around on the raw nerves of his feet, it hurts a lot. He can't speak or anything because he has no mouth or any means for making wind so he just shoots cartoon lightning bolts to show that he is in grave pain, and that's all the time. The poor bastard. Why don't i throw him a bone and at least give him a protective epidermal layer, if not a whole body like the rest of us? I must be one real sick fucker... C'est la vie, it sucks to be you Nerve Man! The rest of your drinks this evening are on me!

Hello faithful readers.

So here it is, the rude foundation of what may one day become a glorious little shack! Or an empty one room lean-to with a little record player in the middle of the floor, stuck looping side A of the same 45 over and over. But you have come in and are my guest and for that I am greatful.

So please, take off you mittens for a few minutes and warm your hands by the music. 

Thank you

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