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State: Tennessee
Country: US
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Monday, June 15, 2009 


Hey!

Hop on over to the Facebook Fan Page and click on the "Videos" tab to view the new short film series entitled "documentation:" - Be sure to watch each film on it's own page to view it in HD.

Thanks so much for taking the time to stop by!

cB

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Friday, November 09, 2007 


Ghost Ship

how do i explain "over the edge"
to a world that is round.

how am i still heard
when i no longer make a sound.

take away the pictures
leave no memories in the clouds.

purge all i've done
find grace that doth abound.

fill me up - pour me out
'til i'm six feet under ground.

all i am is a cargo hold
and a will that has (finally)
allowed.

copyright © 2007 Cory Basil
08 november 2007
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Monday, July 02, 2007 

Current mood:  chipper
Category: Music


Hey friends...

coming to you from colorado this evening...
things are moving swimmingly - taking care of some necessary doctor appointments and the like up here, and then it's back to finishing up the album! which i cannot wait for all of you to hear...
it is sounding amazing! new styles, new textures, just...new!

but in the meantime i cannot stop creating, while i'm up here i am developing a few more websites, some for clients, and some for myself...i also plan on throwing some more paint on a canvas i have sitting up here...i dream at night what she will look like finished...i also just got the light edition of pro-tools up on my laptop and decided to take a crack at it...i spent about 6 hours creating the new song that i have added to my myspace page, nothing "midi" would work so i created all the sounds you hear in total organic fashion...all sounds are either my voice, my guitar...or a tin can. i hope you enjoy it, i would love some feedback on the sound!

last word, the blog...i know many of you have emailed concerning the "ghost-town" status of my blog...i do apologize for that...i will do my best to get back in the swing of blogging often, it's just so difficult for me to decipher "public" from "personal" so many things i type i do not post...
but who knows, maybe soon i will throw caution to the wind.

so thanks to you all for standing by and supporting...
we will be back to doing live shows as album completion nears.

Godspeed.
Cory Basil
Currently listening:
Frogstomp
By Silverchair
Release date: 20 June, 1995
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Tuesday, March 13, 2007 

Dear Friends,

     Many many changes this beautiful year of 2007...for one www.coryBasil.com is finally up, meanwhile the fully interactive Cory Basil website is still being constructed.  On the current site you will find a recent letter from me that details the latest happenings.  I am also very happy to report that we finally have a spot on the web dedicated to blogging. The site is www.theBlackNail.com and there i will attempt to post weekly things that cross my mind....latest events...and various updates. So be sure to bookmark it and check back often; i am certain it will be amusing.

     I will still be posting "fresh ink" blogs here at MySpace, for those of you who don't know - fresh-ink's are postings of my latest poetry and prose.  Keep your eye out - my book of poetry is near completion and we are in the market for a publisher as we speak! 

    Lastly, keep us in your prayers as we are in the studio daily working on the new album...it's got me doing cartwheels over here...it's very exciting stuff!

Godspeed.

Cory Basil

Currently watching:
16 Blocks (Widescreen Edition)
Release date: 13 June, 2006
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Thursday, January 04, 2007 

entertain the angel

 

books and a guitar

strewn across my bed.

 

mind shots of an angel

bathing in my head.

 

a queen of sorts

a temptress of light.

 

words from the other side

guiding me this night.

 

her hands are distant

yet her body warm.

 

as if nothing existed

no qualms - no storm.

 

she breathes request to be near

when silence forms.

 

no thoughts of yesterday

just tonight and the morn.

 

come dawn we awake

apart yet more clear.

 

divine sent one more angel

to put asunder my fear.

 

©CoryBasil 2007

written january 4th 2007 - 1am

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Friday, October 06, 2006 

a moment in mind

i see the glow

of your love from here.

yet i can't feel

i can't bare.

the thought of it all

all over again.

where did i start

when did i begin?

do you really want to compete

with the dreams that repeat.

i fear sleep

somewhere in the deep, she creeps.

you'd be shared with a ghost

a three way toast.

i am a work in progress

an art on the shelf.

set off by a little

lost what was health.

break this mold

if you dare.

feel the pressure?

girl, beware.

i am not all that you see

hoping for the day,

from fear i am free.

maybe it'll come

and maybe...

just maybe...

you should walk away,

and just leave it be.

 

06.October.06 3:36am

boulder,colorado

CoryBasil © Copyright 2006

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Wednesday, August 23, 2006 



status quo

The future has sold out

Someone has compromised the end

Abort the mission

Call off the launch

Theres no use attempting

To figure this trend.

 

All hands on deck

Now its back to bed

Let the truth be told

As time I've grown cold

Wasting away

A soul

Half-dead.


coryBasil copyright 2006

8.22.6


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Saturday, August 12, 2006 

 

in Dreams...


A mop for a crown

A blanket - my royal gown

Flying through the clouds

Above the maddening crowd

Alone and entirely me.

 

Awake in my bed

Monsters in my head

Closet on open hinge

Time to fight

Once again.

 

Pulling out my wooden sword

Made with nails and board

I swing with all my might

Swinging

Thru my fright.

 

I whistle to my stallion

Like the Duke and his battalion

Chasing them down the hall

"This time you're mine!" I call.

Suddenly, I graze the wall and fall.

 

I wince and they are gone

My ears are filled with song

A lullaby of sorts

No reason - no retort

Alone and entirely me.

 

I glimpse from under my cover

In my robe I now quiver

The hallway has a glow

A whisper amongst the fog

it grows.

 

Frozen stiff I have become

Until the warm glow of the sun

Only then I can rest

For it is darkness they obsess

I close my eyes and dream

 

Alone and entirely me.



copyright coryBasil 8.12.06 3am

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Saturday, August 12, 2006 


Hiding the Hyde

imitate to create

a better man than me.
 

smile mixed with frown

gloating when I'm down

just to hear me bleed.

a glimpse in the mirror

to stare down the fear

meeting a face that agrees.

 

is there anything left

of the man in the sea

is He dead

or is He in me.



copyright coryBasil 8.12.06 2am


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Monday, July 17, 2006 


    Monday: 17 July 2006 - The time was 1:30am; i nestled into the hot bathwater in the comfort of my safe haven in the United States of America, land of the free and home to a generation of those who've rarely had to fight for anything and go on living selfishly as if the world had been handed to them...
   
    Earlier "today" i took my almost weekly visit to the bookstore where i strolled about for an hour or so reading the jackets of many books and soaking in the graphic design that embraced the covers.  As of late i have become enthralled with reading books of all sorts from history - to reference - to fiction.  Already with two unfinished novels in my knapsack and many webdesign books to study...i "needed" something further...some call it a disease - i call it a desire to learn.  Todays pick landed upon a book that a beautiful friend of mine had purchased a week prior on a visit. I read the back of the book at that time, and was captivated by the history and truth behind the authors eyes. Quite comically (not to the content - however, the situation) i had just purchased "Schindlers List" and didn't make the connection to the similarity of my two purchases until i arrived at my vehicle.
The book entitled "Night" written by Elie Wiesel, is a painful and haunting account of a 15 year old boy who was stripped of his God-given chance at a normal life and ...freedom. Taken from his home and thrown into the perils of Auschwitz...and an existence we call the Holocaust.

    I did not know that i would study the pages within this book for the next two hours; front to back.  I have always been minutely aware of the horror that Jews had to endure throughout what we know as World War II.  The rise of Hitler.  The history books touched on them when i was in school, and i recall very few stories.  No, i have never watched "Schindlers List" however that will be remedied shortly.  In my "rebellion" against soaking in and actually doing more than obtaining my education (one of the many thing we all take for granted) for the sake of it being something i "had" to do to get on with life...i never let alot of things truly hit home and impact me greatly.

    Reading these memoirs did something to the fiber of my being...today i attempted to plot out the next steps of my life. Selfishly i failed to realize the many blessings that i have and take for granted - daily. I would not call what i am a selfish person by any means. But to every man there are areas of the heart, mind and soul that hold onto things selfishly. And i am aware of these areas that pertain to me.  An estimated 11 million people were brutally murdered during the Holocaust, 6 million of them Jews. As i sit here and  plan the accomplishment of fulfilling my "dreams" and aspirations - plotting the best roads to take that will make them a reality...i read a book....detailing the lives of those who had dreams...and had them ripped from them, stolen - cheated from existence. It left and still leaves me feeling empty...

...what will really matter in my life?

...what will i do that influences others towards greatness?

...what will truly make a difference?

    Twenty-nine pages in marked the beginning of my heart being ripped from my chest....my tears could have flooded the bathtub...
The author writes,"There was no time to think, and I had already felt my father's hand press against mine: we were alone.  In a fraction of a second I could see my mother, my sisters, move to the right.  Tzipora was holding Mother's hand.  I saw them walking farther and farther away...I didn't know that this was the moment in time and the place where i was leaving my mother and Tzipora forever."
   
    If you know much about me - you know that family is something i hold very dear. And deem as most important on earth.  As i put myself in his tattered shoes i shook with the horror of it being me...lost in this dream world not certain of reality - having everything raped from me.  In that moment i wished that i could have given my meazly life for this young man not to have endured any of this pain. The pain of seeing his mother and sisters walked off to be burned alive...the pain of seeing babies thrown in the air and shot at for target practice...the pain of seeing his father beaten to death in front of him. Looking at the word pain...we truly have no idea the harsh reality of that word.  I have lived and i also have lost... what i would call "greatly".  But it doesn't seem to hold a flame to this. 

    I could ramble for hours regarding my experience in reading this book. But i won't. My reasoning for writing anything at all is to hopefully compel at least one of you to realize with me what it truly means to make a difference.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.

Godspeed.
Cory Basil

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