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Justin Blackstock



Last Updated: 9/20/2009

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Status: In a Relationship
City: Gainesville
State: Georgia
Country: US
Signup Date: 11/5/2007

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February 1, 2009 - Sunday 

Current mood:Tied to the Whipping Post
Category: Podcast



Preparing to perform at the Chattahoochee Country Club Grille practicing Whipping Post into One Way Out.
7:28 AM 
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October 22, 2008 - Wednesday 

Current mood:  busy
Category: Life
Well, it seems that life has taken a pleasant turn over the past few months.

I've been living in Dahlonega for the past four months and going to college to become an English teacher/author.

Thus I haven't really been focusing on my personal music for a while now.

Moreso, I've been focusing on my school work and the new band I've been playing with.

We're still in the beginning stages of developing material, and a name, but that info will come as soon as it's available.

As for my singer/songwriter deal:

I've got scraps of paper eveywhere with my thoughts and ideas laying around everywhere and as soon as I can piece them all together I'll have something for you all.

But, as it stands right now, I'm not really using MySpace these days.

I've crossed over to the Facebook world for now, but as soon as time permits, this page is going to get a massive makeover.

Until then, feel free to message me for I'll take a genuine initiative to check this page more often if I know people want to talk and stuff.

Keep listening to the music and God Bless you all!

-JB
Currently listening:
Big Iron World
By Old Crow Medicine Show
Release date: 2006-08-29
1:58 AM 
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March 17, 2008 - Monday 

Category: Music
Hello, all!

So...

...more progress being made on recording the EP:

This track was quite a trial for I’ve had a fever of about 102 the entire time of recording it...

...and to top it all off...

...after mixing it down and converting it for mp3 playback...

...I lost all of the individual track data.

Meaning I’ll have to re-record all the tracks at a later date.

SO!

For now, I present to you:

’The Lush - The Strep Throat Mix’

This tune’s meaning is a bit darker than most of the stuff I’ve written.

The main focus of the song is the anti-hero being referred to as ’The Lush’.

He lives in the past and wastes his time thinking about what could have been while drowning his sorrow in substance abuse.

He goes through life as if he’s already dead; lifeless and hopeless.

The climax of the song is the realization that I, as the narrator, have as to my fate if I choose to follow down the path of this man.

Hope you enjoy it.

I’d love to hear from you ^_^.

peace&love,
-JB
Currently watching:
August Rush
By Freddie Highmore
Release date: March, 2008
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March 7, 2008 - Friday 

Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Music
Now that I have access to recording media, that’s not a video camera or a laptop mic (as wonderfully raw as that sounded ^_^), I’ve started working on a five track EP.

After an arduous first week of recording and percussion programming...

...I can finally share some fruits of my labour with all of you!

It’s, pretty much, the first song I ever wrote.

It’s gone through many changes over the past seven years...

...and it’s long...

...but every word and every note means something to me.

’The Ballad of the Storm’ is a tune comparing my feeling of grief over the loss of a loved one to driving on a highway in a heavy rainstorm.

There is no one way to grieve and, in trying to find the best way to live their life without that person, people sometimes feel lost.

This tune means a lot to me for the loved one lost was my mother.

She pretty much taught me everything I know about art and creativity.

I sincerely hope that you enjoy it.

peace&love,
-JB
Currently reading:
The Prophet
By Kahlil Gibran
Release date: 12 September, 1923
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January 25, 2008 - Friday 

Current mood:  loved
Category: Writing and Poetry

Welcome back to my daydreams
The bloodshot imagination killing my afternoon
As your picture brushes aside the obscene
And fills my head with beautiful tunes

My ears have longed to hear you sing
Notes that strike bells within my head
Corner to corner and wall to wall they ring
Just to open my eyes in a lonely bed

Pick a key and find your niche
Such radiance in your lovely pitch
A song to raise the spirits of the damned
To warm the heart of the coldest man

Through the crowd I watched your eyes
Knowing they were never meant for me
Locked in my head, I still hung on each word
As if your voice could set me free

Into the night I wander the streets
Eyes to feet and black concrete
Step by step I can plainly hear
A soft ’goodbye’ whistle past my ear

-Justin Blackstock
01/24/2008

Currently reading:
Penguin Classics On The Road
By Ann Charters
Release date: 31 December, 2002
7:25 AM 
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July 4, 2006 - Tuesday 

Current mood:  depressed
Category: Writing and Poetry
Here I am in my room again
Pouring another glass of wine:

"Why not, after so many,
Drink it from the bottle?"

Because, of course,
That would be improper!

"But who here would judge you,
Save the photos on the wall?
In fact, even if there were folks here,
Why should you care at all?
So! Sip your wine,
As if you were dignified,
When hiding under the mask
Lies the face of a swine!
No! Swallow that wine!
As if it were your last time
And never think twice
Of those who think unkind!"

Lying on the floor
Clenching the bottle of wine,
My mind tends to wander
With so much free time.
My emotions dulled,
I am numb in all senses.
For the softest of skin
Offers little protection.
So here I cry,
With drunken alliby,
The voices in my head
Be the only friend of mine:

"Is it a surprise
That you feel no better?
Or are you content in your misery
With yourself, the tormentor?
Some drink to forget,
Yet they always recall.
Some drink to have fun,
If they can remember it all.
Others drink to feel happy,
But that fades away in time.
Some confuse it with living,
Though it’s a quicker way to die.
No matter what the cause,
You know your reason why.
The choice is all yours
To accept or deny..."

Into a dream, I fall,
Being wide awake.
Seeing the faces of those
I long to forsake.
The faces of pain and
Portraits of sorrow,
The faces that will be waiting
If there be a tomorrow.
My conscience speaks to me
One final time.
I listen, intently,
Drinking the last of the wine:

"Thinking of them
Will not bring you peace!
Let go of the faces
And put your mind at ease!
You know you cannot change
What has already been written
Just like it won’t save you
To keep yourself hidden.
Is this what you want
Your life to become?
Bloody red stains on your shirt
Sitting next to the gun?
Drink to your health, my friend,
For you do still have that.
Boy, let this be a lesson
As your eyes fade to black..."

-Justin Blackstock
7/3/2006
3:26 AM 
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