Saturday, September 13, 2008
Thursday, May 10, 2007
May Flowers...
It's May, already. I haven't blogged in a bit. Blogged. Schnogged. I've done that.
Anyway...The band hasn't started recording yet. We will soon.
I started a new music project, a solo electronic project, called Ojos Del Mar. Songs can be listened to here: www.purevolume.com/ojosdelmar
I have an awesome new job working for the Saranac Lake Area Chamber of Commerce, in, you guessed it, Saranac Lake. It's fun. It's a desk job, and I work with some great people. 9-5 job in the real world now!
I'm incredibly excited that Meghan got into Boston University. We're waiting to hear back from Emerson for me now, and my fingers are crossed in hopes that I get in.
I made some major realizations over the last few months, about school, and life. I've learned a lot about myself from my relationships with other people, the opportunities that have presented themselves to me, the things I've done, where I went to school, etc. I used to (roughly a year ago) think that I was absolutely sure what I wanted to study in school, where I wanted to go to school, what I wanted to do with my life after college, where I wanted to be, and who I wanted to be with when all of these things happened. The school that I chose, Champlain College, was not a good fit for me. I'm not saying it was a bad school, it just wasn't the right fit. It was recommended to me by one of my mom's friends who said that her son had gone there and that it was a "good high-tech school, where I'd end up with a good job". I told her that I was going to study Computer Networking and be a Systems Administrator and make tons of money after college, because, come on, how many people know how to set up a network, with the proper routing protocols, hubs, switches, routers, types of cabling, servers, etc? If you understood that, raise your hand.
Going back even further though, I got into taking CISCO Academy courses in high school because my parents said things like..."Well, you're good with computers, and that sounds like you'd make some good money doing that. And you can have your band thing on the side." So, both of those things...the last 3 years of my life, in regards to my education has been based on the ideals of other people. The one thing that was missing from both of these recommendations was the "happy" part. They said these opportunities were good for making money, but not that I'd be happy at all doing them. Life's too short not to do what you love. That's what prompted me to change majors halfway through the year, and start doing communications work. I LOVE it. It's what I should do in my life, I can feel it. I'm good at talking to people. Communication is my biggest strength and so I'm pursuing a career in it by having applied to Emerson College in Boston, where I can "network" (no cables attached!) with people and make friends all around the big city that I love, and that my girlfriend loves. I'm a city boy, born, but not raised in one. I know I'll make a happy good life there.
I looked at my old blog: www.xanga.com/blackstormy, and found something on the the last page I had written, within the last 5 entries I posted before I stopped writing there altogether. Here is me, making the same revelations I am now, back then, but in a different way.
"I would love nothing more than for me to be able to be in a band, and tour around the country playing shows. I so want to just get out of this town, and go into the music business and do that with my life. I LOVE it when people tell me that they like my music. I feel like pieces of me are being found, and put together, to form something bigger. I so enjoy the stage, and singing, and playing.
But, there's a lot that I don't want to leave behind, like my friends, and Lauren, and my family. And I don't know if I would have the heart to. I don't know. It's probably a stupid idea to try and pursue it for as long as I possibly can, because unless I'm really lucky, or The Standards are really lucky, the chance of us getting this big break into the music business is terribly unlikely. Oh god...I so want something like that to work though. It's this fantasy I have...and I don't know whether I should be doing what I'm good at, with computer stuff, and making a steady income that way, or following the other side of my heart and pursuing what I love. It's a decision that every person has to make, and right now, I don't want to make that decision.
I don't want to grow up to be a failure. I want to live a fruitful life, and not be a fuck-up that everyone forgets about. I realized that if I put my mind to things, and really work for them, I can get (most of the time) what I need. My mom is teaching me how to cook. I'm taking standard driving lessons. I have a job, and learning good skills there. I'm in colorguard to keep my body intact, and I try to go to church, or make love, or meditate, as much as possible to keep my spirit intact. I love my family, and friends, and Lauren. I don't want to be the guy that doesn't do or know anything, so I'm learning, and doing, and achieving."
On a lighter note, Study.Finds.College.Students.Most.Narcissistic.Generation
So, if you want to stop reading my blog because I'm only using it to stroke my ego, then yeah. That's okay. I won't be offended. *cries*
This is going to turn back into a daily blog, with a likely bi-weekly review of a band I like. I have lots of spare time in the evenings now, so you'll find musings here. Don't worry, a theme will emerge eventually. Is it a political blog? Is it a comedy blog? Is it a music blog? Is it a blog about llamas? I don't know. You tell me.
Till tomorrow, Peace and love.
Anyway...The band hasn't started recording yet. We will soon.
I started a new music project, a solo electronic project, called Ojos Del Mar. Songs can be listened to here: www.purevolume.com/ojosdelmar
I have an awesome new job working for the Saranac Lake Area Chamber of Commerce, in, you guessed it, Saranac Lake. It's fun. It's a desk job, and I work with some great people. 9-5 job in the real world now!
I'm incredibly excited that Meghan got into Boston University. We're waiting to hear back from Emerson for me now, and my fingers are crossed in hopes that I get in.
I made some major realizations over the last few months, about school, and life. I've learned a lot about myself from my relationships with other people, the opportunities that have presented themselves to me, the things I've done, where I went to school, etc. I used to (roughly a year ago) think that I was absolutely sure what I wanted to study in school, where I wanted to go to school, what I wanted to do with my life after college, where I wanted to be, and who I wanted to be with when all of these things happened. The school that I chose, Champlain College, was not a good fit for me. I'm not saying it was a bad school, it just wasn't the right fit. It was recommended to me by one of my mom's friends who said that her son had gone there and that it was a "good high-tech school, where I'd end up with a good job". I told her that I was going to study Computer Networking and be a Systems Administrator and make tons of money after college, because, come on, how many people know how to set up a network, with the proper routing protocols, hubs, switches, routers, types of cabling, servers, etc? If you understood that, raise your hand.
Going back even further though, I got into taking CISCO Academy courses in high school because my parents said things like..."Well, you're good with computers, and that sounds like you'd make some good money doing that. And you can have your band thing on the side." So, both of those things...the last 3 years of my life, in regards to my education has been based on the ideals of other people. The one thing that was missing from both of these recommendations was the "happy" part. They said these opportunities were good for making money, but not that I'd be happy at all doing them. Life's too short not to do what you love. That's what prompted me to change majors halfway through the year, and start doing communications work. I LOVE it. It's what I should do in my life, I can feel it. I'm good at talking to people. Communication is my biggest strength and so I'm pursuing a career in it by having applied to Emerson College in Boston, where I can "network" (no cables attached!) with people and make friends all around the big city that I love, and that my girlfriend loves. I'm a city boy, born, but not raised in one. I know I'll make a happy good life there.
I looked at my old blog: www.xanga.com/blackstormy, and found something on the the last page I had written, within the last 5 entries I posted before I stopped writing there altogether. Here is me, making the same revelations I am now, back then, but in a different way.
"I would love nothing more than for me to be able to be in a band, and tour around the country playing shows. I so want to just get out of this town, and go into the music business and do that with my life. I LOVE it when people tell me that they like my music. I feel like pieces of me are being found, and put together, to form something bigger. I so enjoy the stage, and singing, and playing.
But, there's a lot that I don't want to leave behind, like my friends, and Lauren, and my family. And I don't know if I would have the heart to. I don't know. It's probably a stupid idea to try and pursue it for as long as I possibly can, because unless I'm really lucky, or The Standards are really lucky, the chance of us getting this big break into the music business is terribly unlikely. Oh god...I so want something like that to work though. It's this fantasy I have...and I don't know whether I should be doing what I'm good at, with computer stuff, and making a steady income that way, or following the other side of my heart and pursuing what I love. It's a decision that every person has to make, and right now, I don't want to make that decision.
I don't want to grow up to be a failure. I want to live a fruitful life, and not be a fuck-up that everyone forgets about. I realized that if I put my mind to things, and really work for them, I can get (most of the time) what I need. My mom is teaching me how to cook. I'm taking standard driving lessons. I have a job, and learning good skills there. I'm in colorguard to keep my body intact, and I try to go to church, or make love, or meditate, as much as possible to keep my spirit intact. I love my family, and friends, and Lauren. I don't want to be the guy that doesn't do or know anything, so I'm learning, and doing, and achieving."
On a lighter note, Study.Finds.College.Students.Most.Narcissistic.Generation
So, if you want to stop reading my blog because I'm only using it to stroke my ego, then yeah. That's okay. I won't be offended. *cries*
This is going to turn back into a daily blog, with a likely bi-weekly review of a band I like. I have lots of spare time in the evenings now, so you'll find musings here. Don't worry, a theme will emerge eventually. Is it a political blog? Is it a comedy blog? Is it a music blog? Is it a blog about llamas? I don't know. You tell me.
Till tomorrow, Peace and love.
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Playing Catch-up
A trip to the Virgin Islands, a birthday, and a record contract later, here I am.
In mid-march I went to St. John with Meghan and her family, which was a marvelous trip. We swam, hiked, snorkeled, fed iguanas, played with wild kitties, hermit crabs, and had all sorts of crazy adventures. I'll edit this post with pictures when I get around to it.
My birthday on March 22nd was fun. I got lots of great birthday wishes from friends at school and my family. I got some great birthday gifts, and had a couple of fantastic days with my friends. It was relaxing and fun. I went out to dinner with my guy friends, then was taken OUT to dinner by another friend the next night, which was really sweet.
As for the record contract...My band, The Standards got signed to a not-for-profit record label run through a college in Potsdam, NY, called Madstop Records. We had to change our band's name for copyright reasons, so we changed it officially to Floating Head Doctor. This label is all about promoting local bands, and since they're not trying to profit off of us, we're not being taken advantage of. We will be recording a demo CD (5 songs) with them this summer. We get a great deal on the royalties, and we'll be having a CD release party and shows booked all around upstate NY. I'm totally psyched.
In mid-march I went to St. John with Meghan and her family, which was a marvelous trip. We swam, hiked, snorkeled, fed iguanas, played with wild kitties, hermit crabs, and had all sorts of crazy adventures. I'll edit this post with pictures when I get around to it.
My birthday on March 22nd was fun. I got lots of great birthday wishes from friends at school and my family. I got some great birthday gifts, and had a couple of fantastic days with my friends. It was relaxing and fun. I went out to dinner with my guy friends, then was taken OUT to dinner by another friend the next night, which was really sweet.
As for the record contract...My band, The Standards got signed to a not-for-profit record label run through a college in Potsdam, NY, called Madstop Records. We had to change our band's name for copyright reasons, so we changed it officially to Floating Head Doctor. This label is all about promoting local bands, and since they're not trying to profit off of us, we're not being taken advantage of. We will be recording a demo CD (5 songs) with them this summer. We get a great deal on the royalties, and we'll be having a CD release party and shows booked all around upstate NY. I'm totally psyched.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
(Me)dia and "The Bottom Line"
(Me)dia
The other day when I was at the gym, I was listening to my iPod, running on the treadmill, rockin' out to the album of the day. I glanced up at the large Plasma TVs that hang in the gym and noticed the oddest thing. On the TV furthest left was a commercial for this weight loss pill: "The LATEST Hoodia Formula for all your weight loss needs!".
On the TVs next to it were food commercials. For Dunkin' Donuts. And Subway. Then McDonald's. And then Wheaties. All while the weight loss pill commercial was going.
And I thought...4/5's of the commercials shown in the last 5 minutes have been for the promotion of (fast) food. And 1/5 of those commercials was telling you how to get rid of it with drugs! No nutrition facts, no "exercise and eat less" commercials, just: Eat THIS! And then take THIS to get rid of it! Or throw up and look like the models that wear our clothes!"
Paula Zahn and "The Bottom Line"
First things second: Paula Zahn is a moron. A complete and utter bobbing-head pundit that should not have her own TV show (in my humble opinion). Being the idiot that I am, I decided to watch CNN while still on the treadmill. It was Paula Zahn: Now!, and she was talking to two "well-spoken Black people" (as she called them) and a white conservative columnist or something (not important). They were discussing the presidential candidates for '08. They were still talking about the "Is Barack Obama black enough?" issue and "Ni&$a what? A woman president? You crazay?" issue regarding Hillary Clinton.
Of COURSE Barack Obama is black enough. He's a black man. He may not be black enough for you, Ms. Zahn, but he sure is black enough for me. Not only is he black enough, but he's also smart enough, well-spoken enough, old enough, and president-ly enough for me. He may have only a year and a half in politics working in Illinois, but that's also the state that Sufjan Stevens wrote a whole album of songs about! That's amazing! But a year in half is more time than it took Bush to screw it up. Also...Barack isn't a burn out, mumbling, bobblehead good-for-nothing who's daddy is personal friends with the Bin Laden family [Fun Fact].
And that's Obama, not Osama, for the record.
Good books, bad people
There was also brief talk about how good a Mormon president would be. Apparently there's a Mormon man named Mitt Romney, running for the Republican party (I'm running as far away from it as possible, but anyway...) who believes that a Godly nation is the kind of nation we need. He believes that the government should be religious based.
This is not a theocratic democracy. This is not a theocratic AUTOcracy (though that's what it feels like). This is a democracy. And if we are trying to spread what we don't have, or don't want, then why are we in Iraq?
The thing that pushed me over the edge with dear old Paula is the fact that they had a segment about a children's book named The Higher Power of Lucky by Susan Parton, that was, supposedly, being banned in libraries and bookstores around the country, because it had a curse word on the first page. Do you know what the word was, boys and girls?
Scrotum.
A curse word. That is a curse word. It was in reference to a dog's "under-hangings" which were bitten by a rattlesnake. It wasn't used in a vulgar way. The word scrotum is an anatomically correct term used to describe the sack in which testicles are held. What's so bad about that?
Well, the conservatives got all bent out of shape and are now banning the book in the bookstores over which they have control. The best part about this whole thing? The book recently won a Newbery Honor Award, for being such an amazing children's book aimed at kids between 9 and 12. Hell, by the age of 12, a lot of kids are already watching porn. Ask any 12 year-old. If they didn't know what a scrotum was...I'd be surprised.
Adding Insult to Injury
The segment ended with an interview of Susan Parton and a discussion of the word usage in the book. She (re)iterated the points I made above, and Paula Zahn was asking her such pointed questions, that it was ridiculous! She asked Susan if she thought the country was becoming more "politically-correct", and Ms. Parton started to say something and then just said "Yes." "Bottom line: Yes, the country is becoming more politically-correct". Then, as they were signing off, Paula said, "Well, we'll be interested to hear what choice of words you use next time." and it cut back to Susan and she has this, "Uh...what?" expression on her face. She mumbled something, and then the segment ended.
CNN is all about over-simplifying things to make it black and white. It's not that the country is becoming more politically-correct, it's that uber-conservatives are scared of sex. You heard me correctly. These people are so afraid of their own genitalia, that they are ready to strike it down wherever else it exists. Mind you, they spew hate at an author who uses a body part word correctly, while they are off hiring male prostitutes and buying drugs.
Ugh...people make me so angry.
As for everything else, the Fox News Channel started a satirical news show called The Half Hour News Hour, which is supposed to be the right-wing answer to The Daily Show and The Colbert Report. And frankly, from a strictly comedic point of view, its sucks. A lot. See for yourself the train wreck that is:
And now, the first of many, the music review.
The band that I present to you today, is called Acceptance. They were a Seattle band, but broke up this year. They an alternative indie band. You will like them a lot if you like Mae, Anberlin, or The Early November.
I stumbled across their CD when looking for another band, listened to their stuff, and fell in love. It's wonderful, upbeat, hard-rocking, harmonized fun music. Let me know if you enjoy it as much as I did. I give their album Phantoms [2005]:
4 grasshoppers out of 5 grasshoppers.
Below are a few of the songs from that CD, to get a feel for their sound. Check it out.
Respek.
The other day when I was at the gym, I was listening to my iPod, running on the treadmill, rockin' out to the album of the day. I glanced up at the large Plasma TVs that hang in the gym and noticed the oddest thing. On the TV furthest left was a commercial for this weight loss pill: "The LATEST Hoodia Formula for all your weight loss needs!".
On the TVs next to it were food commercials. For Dunkin' Donuts. And Subway. Then McDonald's. And then Wheaties. All while the weight loss pill commercial was going.
And I thought...4/5's of the commercials shown in the last 5 minutes have been for the promotion of (fast) food. And 1/5 of those commercials was telling you how to get rid of it with drugs! No nutrition facts, no "exercise and eat less" commercials, just: Eat THIS! And then take THIS to get rid of it! Or throw up and look like the models that wear our clothes!"
Paula Zahn and "The Bottom Line"
First things second: Paula Zahn is a moron. A complete and utter bobbing-head pundit that should not have her own TV show (in my humble opinion). Being the idiot that I am, I decided to watch CNN while still on the treadmill. It was Paula Zahn: Now!, and she was talking to two "well-spoken Black people" (as she called them) and a white conservative columnist or something (not important). They were discussing the presidential candidates for '08. They were still talking about the "Is Barack Obama black enough?" issue and "Ni&$a what? A woman president? You crazay?" issue regarding Hillary Clinton.
Of COURSE Barack Obama is black enough. He's a black man. He may not be black enough for you, Ms. Zahn, but he sure is black enough for me. Not only is he black enough, but he's also smart enough, well-spoken enough, old enough, and president-ly enough for me. He may have only a year and a half in politics working in Illinois, but that's also the state that Sufjan Stevens wrote a whole album of songs about! That's amazing! But a year in half is more time than it took Bush to screw it up. Also...Barack isn't a burn out, mumbling, bobblehead good-for-nothing who's daddy is personal friends with the Bin Laden family [Fun Fact].
And that's Obama, not Osama, for the record.
Good books, bad people
There was also brief talk about how good a Mormon president would be. Apparently there's a Mormon man named Mitt Romney, running for the Republican party (I'm running as far away from it as possible, but anyway...) who believes that a Godly nation is the kind of nation we need. He believes that the government should be religious based.
This is not a theocratic democracy. This is not a theocratic AUTOcracy (though that's what it feels like). This is a democracy. And if we are trying to spread what we don't have, or don't want, then why are we in Iraq?
The thing that pushed me over the edge with dear old Paula is the fact that they had a segment about a children's book named The Higher Power of Lucky by Susan Parton, that was, supposedly, being banned in libraries and bookstores around the country, because it had a curse word on the first page. Do you know what the word was, boys and girls?
Scrotum.
A curse word. That is a curse word. It was in reference to a dog's "under-hangings" which were bitten by a rattlesnake. It wasn't used in a vulgar way. The word scrotum is an anatomically correct term used to describe the sack in which testicles are held. What's so bad about that?
Well, the conservatives got all bent out of shape and are now banning the book in the bookstores over which they have control. The best part about this whole thing? The book recently won a Newbery Honor Award, for being such an amazing children's book aimed at kids between 9 and 12. Hell, by the age of 12, a lot of kids are already watching porn. Ask any 12 year-old. If they didn't know what a scrotum was...I'd be surprised.
Adding Insult to Injury
The segment ended with an interview of Susan Parton and a discussion of the word usage in the book. She (re)iterated the points I made above, and Paula Zahn was asking her such pointed questions, that it was ridiculous! She asked Susan if she thought the country was becoming more "politically-correct", and Ms. Parton started to say something and then just said "Yes." "Bottom line: Yes, the country is becoming more politically-correct". Then, as they were signing off, Paula said, "Well, we'll be interested to hear what choice of words you use next time." and it cut back to Susan and she has this, "Uh...what?" expression on her face. She mumbled something, and then the segment ended.
CNN is all about over-simplifying things to make it black and white. It's not that the country is becoming more politically-correct, it's that uber-conservatives are scared of sex. You heard me correctly. These people are so afraid of their own genitalia, that they are ready to strike it down wherever else it exists. Mind you, they spew hate at an author who uses a body part word correctly, while they are off hiring male prostitutes and buying drugs.
Ugh...people make me so angry.
As for everything else, the Fox News Channel started a satirical news show called The Half Hour News Hour, which is supposed to be the right-wing answer to The Daily Show and The Colbert Report. And frankly, from a strictly comedic point of view, its sucks. A lot. See for yourself the train wreck that is:
And now, the first of many, the music review.
The band that I present to you today, is called Acceptance. They were a Seattle band, but broke up this year. They an alternative indie band. You will like them a lot if you like Mae, Anberlin, or The Early November.
I stumbled across their CD when looking for another band, listened to their stuff, and fell in love. It's wonderful, upbeat, hard-rocking, harmonized fun music. Let me know if you enjoy it as much as I did. I give their album Phantoms [2005]:
4 grasshoppers out of 5 grasshoppers.
Below are a few of the songs from that CD, to get a feel for their sound. Check it out.
Respek.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Lazy
I'm off to a GREAT START!!!
No new updates.
I've been crazy busy with projects, essays, mid-terms, applications for both job and college.
Someone help me!
Good news is...I'm nearly done with all of these things, and this next week, I'll have a breather to catch up on everything, then getting my wisdom teeth pulled. Awesome!
Love
No new updates.
I've been crazy busy with projects, essays, mid-terms, applications for both job and college.
Someone help me!
Good news is...I'm nearly done with all of these things, and this next week, I'll have a breather to catch up on everything, then getting my wisdom teeth pulled. Awesome!
Love
Thursday, February 15, 2007
The Son of a Calligrapher
I have horrible handwriting. It is truly horrendous. I have never had good handwriting and I imagine that I will continue to have chicken scratch handwriting till the day I die.
That's why I'm here, now, because I have the inability to write words on paper without making them look like doodles. People ask me, "Do you write with your other hand?" or "Do you write 'crazy-fast'?" and "What the HELL does that say?"
Love notes, essays, poetry...all failures at my pen-held hand. I can't do it. I just CAN'T! So, STOP HURTING MY FEELINGS! I know have a problem and I'm just trying to get through it. Anyone know of a "Someone Help Me My Handwriting Is God-Awful Anonymous" type group? It would be really great if you could help me out with that.
Me
As an introduction of this blog, Most of you reading this know who I am (I imagine), but for those of you who don't, I'm an 18 year-old kid, who is going to school in Burlington, VT, who lives at all other times in Saranac Lake, NY (the coldest place in the country, oftentimes [our claim to fame]). I'm the lead singer/rhythm guitarist for the band The Standards (name is going to be changed due to copyright issues), an indie pop rock band based out of Saranac Lake and Tupper Lake, NY, and I also write music with my roommate Mike Fowler, which is a project named Manhattan Serenade. I will be going to school (hopefully) at Emerson College in Boston, to study Political Communication or Media Communication (specifically Studio Television). I'm not a shy person. I love people. I love good food, good red wine. I laugh a lot and I'm smiling all the time. I have the most amazing, smart, beautiful, loving, caring, supportive sweetheart of a girlfriend anyone could ever ask for, named Meghan. I have a massive music collection (let's share!) and I love movies.
That's me, summed up, in a nutshell, in 200 words or less.
The Valentine's Day Blizzard (thanks to Joe Kozachek for the picture of our snow mountain)
Snow snow snow, snow snow. That's all we have here right now. It has snowed heavily for the last two days and we are currently covered in at least 3 to 4 feet of snow. It has become an aerobic exercise to get from one building to another, all while dodging cars and plows in the road. Frogger 2: The Arctic Tundra. They told us that we wouldn't have class a lot so that Burlington and the school could plow the roads and the sidewalks. Guess what didn't happen?
Our Democratic rights being held intact! Whoa...
I haven't had much class in the last two days and that has made me a happier person. What did we (my roommate Mike, and friends Alex, Jim, and Matt) spend our time doing last night? Diving into huge piles of snow that lined the roads. Climbing up piles of ice and snow to proclaim ourselves king of the realm below. Making mutilated snow angels. Straining our eyes to see more than 100 feet in front of us and walking like zombies down the road, over-dubbing others (who we could barely make out in the distance) with zombie noises. We were like the A-team, with an extra member, Leroy. We saw cars trying desperately to get themselves out of huge piles of snow and as soon as we saw them we ran over to offer our valiant services.
I felt like I was six years-old again. It was great. I haven't seen this much snow since about that age and it felt wonderful to throw myself into a pile of snow.
Musics
Today I've decided to do something I've thought about doing for awhile, that I used to do, and now that my music collection has grown to epic proportions, I've thought about restarting my old habits.
I plan on listening to an album in my collection that I have not yet heard, all the way through, every day.
I plan to do this because I feel like I listen to a lot of the same stuff and I have so much variety at my fingertips. All different types of genres. I want to open my ears more. So, every time that I post, I'll put up the picture(s) and the name of the album(s) that I've listened to and give it a rating and a quick review, so that all of you who read this blog can find some more music that you may like.
That's all for today. Take care.
That's why I'm here, now, because I have the inability to write words on paper without making them look like doodles. People ask me, "Do you write with your other hand?" or "Do you write 'crazy-fast'?" and "What the HELL does that say?"
Love notes, essays, poetry...all failures at my pen-held hand. I can't do it. I just CAN'T! So, STOP HURTING MY FEELINGS! I know have a problem and I'm just trying to get through it. Anyone know of a "Someone Help Me My Handwriting Is God-Awful Anonymous" type group? It would be really great if you could help me out with that.
Me
As an introduction of this blog, Most of you reading this know who I am (I imagine), but for those of you who don't, I'm an 18 year-old kid, who is going to school in Burlington, VT, who lives at all other times in Saranac Lake, NY (the coldest place in the country, oftentimes [our claim to fame]). I'm the lead singer/rhythm guitarist for the band The Standards (name is going to be changed due to copyright issues), an indie pop rock band based out of Saranac Lake and Tupper Lake, NY, and I also write music with my roommate Mike Fowler, which is a project named Manhattan Serenade. I will be going to school (hopefully) at Emerson College in Boston, to study Political Communication or Media Communication (specifically Studio Television). I'm not a shy person. I love people. I love good food, good red wine. I laugh a lot and I'm smiling all the time. I have the most amazing, smart, beautiful, loving, caring, supportive sweetheart of a girlfriend anyone could ever ask for, named Meghan. I have a massive music collection (let's share!) and I love movies.
That's me, summed up, in a nutshell, in 200 words or less.
The Valentine's Day Blizzard (thanks to Joe Kozachek for the picture of our snow mountain)
Snow snow snow, snow snow. That's all we have here right now. It has snowed heavily for the last two days and we are currently covered in at least 3 to 4 feet of snow. It has become an aerobic exercise to get from one building to another, all while dodging cars and plows in the road. Frogger 2: The Arctic Tundra. They told us that we wouldn't have class a lot so that Burlington and the school could plow the roads and the sidewalks. Guess what didn't happen?
Our Democratic rights being held intact! Whoa...
I haven't had much class in the last two days and that has made me a happier person. What did we (my roommate Mike, and friends Alex, Jim, and Matt) spend our time doing last night? Diving into huge piles of snow that lined the roads. Climbing up piles of ice and snow to proclaim ourselves king of the realm below. Making mutilated snow angels. Straining our eyes to see more than 100 feet in front of us and walking like zombies down the road, over-dubbing others (who we could barely make out in the distance) with zombie noises. We were like the A-team, with an extra member, Leroy. We saw cars trying desperately to get themselves out of huge piles of snow and as soon as we saw them we ran over to offer our valiant services.I felt like I was six years-old again. It was great. I haven't seen this much snow since about that age and it felt wonderful to throw myself into a pile of snow.
Musics
Today I've decided to do something I've thought about doing for awhile, that I used to do, and now that my music collection has grown to epic proportions, I've thought about restarting my old habits.
I plan on listening to an album in my collection that I have not yet heard, all the way through, every day.
I plan to do this because I feel like I listen to a lot of the same stuff and I have so much variety at my fingertips. All different types of genres. I want to open my ears more. So, every time that I post, I'll put up the picture(s) and the name of the album(s) that I've listened to and give it a rating and a quick review, so that all of you who read this blog can find some more music that you may like.
That's all for today. Take care.
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