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Signup Date: 2/22/2006

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Friday, November 10, 2006 
flossing these, spaces within thecitieschiding, completely in there element, perminant painting examining the sky in the water in the hole in the feild with the birds.
Sunday, September 10, 2006 

Category: Friends
Some of you may have already heard about this plan of ours 'operation ill-hard'. I basically realized my friends and I weren't having enough fun and wanted to change that by connecting the community, planning happenings, collaborations, and anything artistic, healing or funny. Please contact me if you are interested in being included. Nobody will be turned away, as all diserve happiness art and humor. The community is already rallying. Examples of activities we have or want to plan are: basement parties, capture the flag games in public parks, tree climbing fests/competitions, outdoor indian buffets. Really trying to gain momentum on this. Let me know if you're interested.
peace love and empathy
Eli CP
Sunday, August 27, 2006 

I've just moved from Mill Valley Ca, to nearby and socially superior Fairfax. My mother is humming the 'yellow submarine' downstairs and preparing something savory and vegetarian. Its almost too idealic to withstand. I have been absorbing a tremendous amount of love and healing from the areas I live near, and am going to bring as much of that energy as I can with me, when I move back to Boston in another 10 days. I'm letting you know so that you're all prepared, and ready to have everything be very very ON. It needs to be on, otherwise its off, and that's jive.

Our album will someday be such a thing, thanks to the tireless mixing of our drummer and the painful art of patience. I mostly want to say that right now, me and I know for a fact at least a few other friends of mine, in mind I have Ian Jenkins, yogi and mystician, are having quite a good time. Earlier this year things were veritably bunk, but are now dope, and I want to do my best to use this energy for love and to help propogate its power among the people I meet and play for. This is all I want to do, to be happy and unbearably grateful, and hope my experience is somewhat contagious. May we enjoy the cold, for it is interesting, may we never forget how good Indian food is, or how bumping 'In Utero' by Nirvana is, may we get layed occasionally, and may we get the fuck out of the city all the time. I wish this for absolutely everyone.

Peace

Saturday, July 15, 2006 

Current mood:working
Category: Music
Okay,
In response to Powderfinger's apt question, when the hell are we playing again? the answer is this September, in Boston, (no place in particular yet). As of now we are finishing up a full length album, which is of course behind schedule. Despite myriad technical difficulties, or if you prefer, a plethera of snafus, it will be done, and pressed by early August, so help me god. Right now the bassist is in China, at a mandarin language boot camp, hoping to come back fluent in what I believe is the most popular first language on the planet. The drummer is in Boston mixing the album and going to school, and I, (the guitarist) am in California preparing press packets, and trying to make enough money to by a car, so as to drive around, to go on tour, to share our music. So hopefully we will be seeing all of you at numerous shows we're holding around the north east and NYC, and you will be delighted to hear our new, hopefully well-finagled disc. I think you'll like it. Thanks to anyone keeping track of us.
Peace, Love and Nuclear Warfare
Eli
Friday, June 09, 2006 

Current mood:good
Catch 33, by meshuggah, a swedish metal group which has been winning and blackening my heart ever since i heard 'I', is really really good. If you like music that uses a lot of interesting rhythms, you would agree meshuggah is sensational. listen to the whole album.
death to all
your friend
eli
Friday, May 12, 2006 
don't trip about the music, or the lyrics even, or the trumpets or the thousands of people he's hired to sing a long on EVERY single song. Just groove on the hilarity, and praise the old man for saying what he means. Living With War, Neil's latest is hilarious, rawkous, and simple. Musically its virtually retarted, but that's the point. That's as much musical criticism as I can take i one sitting. Don't buy the album as the bastard's already as rich as Bush, but burn it and listen to it loud enough for the conservative neighbors to hear.
die slow
Eli
Tuesday, May 09, 2006 
this hammock is for you. Most people think hammocks are fish, but they're not, its a reclining device. great, especially for sleeping outside in warm countries. they do cause approx ten deathsa year do to entanglement and unexpected flippiness. Nontheless, hammocks are good, there's one in my ear and its for you. come see us.
Saturday, May 06, 2006 

Current mood:diagonal
Yall know bout racoons? Not as much as me most likely. So there's a problem with crows in my home town in the north SF bay, Some flu or what not wiped a lot of the racoons in the area, who prayed on eggs, in particular crows and blue jays. So now there are hella hella crows. The crows eat blue jay eggs too, i believe, as well as many song birds. Crows eat anything i suppose. The racoons are beginning to recover i hear, but the aerial sonority has changed drastically in the mean time, from jubilent warbles and chirps to a far more "sounds like gramma choking on her denchers" type of noise. still, crows do their thing, and they do it well. I'll tell you more later of my many affairs with the fiesty ninjas of the night, but for now, just be glad we have racoons and crows and song birds alike, and see if you can tell what the crows mean. Supposedly the clucking, cawing and what ever that other sound is have distinct meanings, so the humans believe, we can understand. check it out.
Thursday, May 04, 2006 

Current mood:I'm writing words on a computer screen.
You know when that last carrot sits in the glass of water, half of it stark and limp among the refrigerator air? And you cut off the non-crisp, and bring it to your mouth, marvelling a the divine orangness. Is anything so orange. No, actually. In in it goes, crunch, that perfect rhythm subsiding with each mastecation, and finally, the lovely pieces are navigated by a knowing tongue to the hatch, and you swallow anywhere from 5 to 20% of your daily vitamin A as beta carotine. That is nourishment. That is pleasure. If god were a carrot, well i'd eat 'er.