its been great having a domain name that is my full blown BAM! whole fuckin name. but…… i dont really care, lol….. quick thought as far as happenings in my life….. i have moved back to southeast portland, and I am writing, recording, both spoken word and instrumental atmosphere rock, the music will be released under at least what is the working title, “gallery rock” because its good old long sound art noise bass riffage rock your socks. Spoken word I am recording daily as well…. plus getting a solid submission to send out to the presses….. anyways…. i just wanted to say, being your own artist with your own style and visions and ideas and achievements, it gets lonely, and for that matter, a lot of the time, it makes none of it matter. I grew up playing in bands…COLLABORATING…. and lately its been sailing of my own ship, and, I kind of dont really give a fuck where I drift to, I’m tired, and I’m going down below to sleep….. sea take me where ever, dude. Its my fault, but I have no community….. and I need one, bad. Like, BAD…… any of you out there, wherever you are, lets do something…… I have super rad ideas for projects…. how much i have achieved and all of that business matters none, i have no one to share it with…. thats what its all about for me. I know what I can do, and from right here…. big whoop. There is no longer a DIY, it has become a subculture, therefor it is now a culture of DIY’s, everyone is cross pollinating, but me…. why? someone hang out with me, man….lol.
At my triplets 4th birthday party our middle triplet got a tummy ache. She was standing in the middle of our living room when she got “the look”. It was all coming up. As she began to throw up her preschool teacher flew across the room (seriously, I think she had a super hero cape on) and actually caught my daughters vomit in her hands.
“Um did you just catch my daughters vomit?”
“Yes, what was I else was I supposed to do?”
She then spent the next few minutes helping me clean up what made its way to the floor and what made its way on to my daughter.
That was my first experience with one of my children’s teachers going way beyond their job description.It wasn’t my last and I can bet that there will be many more.
A few weeks ago two of my teenaged daughter’s…
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I have this need
Of loud bass in my being
To feel the drums deep in my soul
But disco’s have been transformed
No one dances any longer
There are no places to go
And have the music playing
In your belly inside out
So the only place I dance
Is in my old car while I’m driving
If I have this need
Of loud bass bumping in my being
Another year has gone by and it is time to post about the World Listening Day . Once Again Sonic Terrain has released a compilation dedicate to it, and the track above is my contribution. Here is the direct link to Sonic-Terrain bandcamp page and the link to the previous year post.
Its a total of six free to download compilations: