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holy fuckin SHIT! i think i just BROKE myself working out! damn... Rollins Band RULES for workout musick! i just did the Nice album (but i took WAY too many breaks, which is okay, 'coz i'm just gettin up to speed), and in a little bit i'm gonna go back outside and burn to Come In and Burn (the last album to feature Chris Haskett, et al).

STARVE (my personal theme song, for those who don't gnow)
(Come In And Burn, 1997)

I stay out late I go long I lose sleep I go without I go loooooooooong I go all night, go all night I make the colors go I push my senses out I push my senses out I keep my existence lean I starve, starve I make the colors go! I starve, starve I make the colors go! Here I am keen eyed my mind is low to the ground In my mind real time is mine I know what I know I step up and get none, I step up and get none I take less and less and less than none I starve, starve I make the colors go! I starve, starve I make the colors go! At the back of my mind I hear the engines whine At the back of my mind I hear the engines whine Go all night, go all night I make my blood scream I kiss my fear on the mouth, I kiss my fear on the mouth, I make my blood... BURN! I starve, starve I make the colors go! I starve, starve I make the blood scream! I make the blood burn! When I step off I go off all the way When I step off I get off all the way When I turn my back and walk away I never come back I go without I feel the cold but I never come back I go loooooooooooong - I'm goooooooooooone I starve, starve I make the colors go! I make the blood scream! I make the blood burn!

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quite possibly the most appropriate editorial on the current situation yet:


http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/uclickcomics/20020923/cx_tr_uc/tr20020923

free falling helter skelter

went out to the garage and Tom Petty's "Free Fallin" was on the radio.

it reminded me of the parody song we were going to do in high school, at the Ugly Man contest (a sort of talent show). i don't even remember how it went, but i think we never even did it. probably Randy Johnson chickened out at the last minute, or whoever was in the trio. but i do remember being Tony the Tiger and telling Trudy Wurts that Frosted Flakes were "GRRRREAT!" and to "show 'em you're a Tiger!", with my red bandana and all.

and that reminded me of this one time... at band camp... on talent night how we practically did a song parody of "Helter Skelter". it wasn't meant to be a parody, but it was definitely not solid art, if that's what i'm trying to say about it. god, Bill Davenport, SHRIEKING "Helter Skelter!!" like some kind of great, googly-eyed goblin straight out of the very bowels of Hell itself, me and Jason Stafford relentlessly hammering on that massive RAWK riff... Jason all over the place, falling apart and losing place (Bill too), me i knew it and knew it well, having been a huge Beatles fan and also my latest kick being repeatedly listening to the U2 cover version from Rattle and Hum, which had come out some months prior. (i remember using the U2 version intro -palm muting & syncopated accents- and the Beatles version riffs thereafter.) it was primal and glorious. if only we'd had a drummer.

i want a rock and roll band.

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woke up this morning with the funny (?) idea of grudgefucking somebody. (somebody in particular. i'm not saying who, lest anybody gets the wrong idea.)

don't know what a grudgefuck is? sex out of spite. not hateful, mind you. just hard and maybe even a little rough. vengeful, even.

i'm sure there are those who'd say that that's an evil thing to do, but it's not if both parties "dislike" each other enough. and it's not like it's done outside of mutual consent.

too bad i don't dislike anybody enough, sorta.

before shots

recorded for posterity. the near-starting point of a man-in-progress. this is three days in. ( warning: not pretty. )