a year ago, i could not go one day without playing my guitar. but now-a-days i've realized that sometimes i don't even notice it. most days it just goes untouched, leaning on a wall or my upstairs couch. ever since parents decided to move my desk and computer to the other room, i haven't been able to record music or make any videos for youtube.
because i haven't been able to record, i can't even remember whens the last time i've written an original song. i used to write a lot. even if i just think up some cool melodies, i would quickly figure out the chords for them and record about a 30 second sample of it with me humming so that i could continue from it later with lyrics and such. i used to get excited about songs. about performing. about uploading stuff to my myspace or youtube.
now i don't even write music. i rarely sit down to play my guitar or learn a song. i yearn to perform but lack the enthusiasm to follow through it. i miss the times when people would ask me to perform at their concerts or venues. or when a random person would send me a message or comment telling me how impressed they are by my talent.
i know it's kind of cheap to say that i don't do all of this because i've lost my equipment, but it was my equipment that enabled me to record and upload. it was my equipment that enabled others to listen to my songs, to advertise myself as a performer.
slowly i'm losing my love, enthusiasm, and talent for music...
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Who is Family Force 5 and how are they Christian?
Family Force 5, a band from Marietta, Georgia, is labeled as a Christian “crunk rock” band...read the rest here!
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Broken Up...
My girlfriend Sheena and I were having an argument while walking towards our class. We were arguing about who does more for the other in our relationship. She kept insisting that she does more things for me. I started getting pretty frustrated and mad. I stopped holding her hand and walked ahead of her. She started yelling at me to wait and I yelled back NO! A small jackrabbit came out of a bush near the dirt road on the side of the RCC campus. I was so angry that I didn’t even think about what I did (I kicked that poor little rabbit). It ran to another bush. Sheena started yelling at me asking what my problem was. I started yelling back. We made a scene on campus, but we eventually proceeded to class.
After class, however, we decided to break up because this has been happening quite often. Random arguments, constant yelling, anger tantrums, etc. I took her home. She left my car with her stuff without saying good bye to me. I drove quite angrily back home, ran up stairs to my room, and started to knock things over (including my guitar).
A few days later, I looked at my phone and saw that Sheena sent me a text telling me that she left a book at my house and wanted me to give it to her, so I drove back to her house not sure what to say to her…or if I should say anything to her. When I got to her house she wasn’t there. At first I was kind of annoyed, but then I saw a note near the front door.
“If you want your girlfriend to stay alive meet me at Fairmount Park in the dark corner of the trees across the rose garden.” All at once my anger for Sheena was gone. It was replaced by fear…fear that she was in danger!
I raced to Fairmount Park. Speeding past every traffic light and stop sign. A police pulled me over to write me a ticket for speeding. I told him, “Please officer! My girlfriend is in trouble! I have to get to Fairmount Park quickly!” I showed him the note.
“Holy guacamole!!! I’ll come with you! You’ll need my help!” he said. He drove in front of me, leading me to Fairmount Park.
We finally got there and ran to the dark corner of the trees. Sheena was tied against one of the trees. The police officer pulled out his gun and handed me his nightstick, “I hope you know how to use it…” We carefully approached Sheena until she shouted, “Run! It’s a trap!”
I heard a buzzing noise growing louder. It was a spear flying straight at me. I jumped out of the way. Unfortunately another spear came and pierced the officer. He fell dead on the grass...
Then, out of nowhere, came this deep and sinister sounding voice, “That should have been you lying dead on the ground. No matter. I guess I will just have to kill you myself!”
“Who is that?! Show yourself!” I shouted. Out from the trees came a brown blur. I couldn’t tell what it was until it stopped moving, “Remember me?” said the vengeful jackrabbit.
“How are you talking?” I asked. It then started to transform. Its body grew 4 times its size, its fur fell off, the ears looked like they got sucked back into its head, and its skin revealed to be a light gray color. The eyes grew wider and longer.
“I came to this world to observe you humans…but then…you kicked me.”
It then threw itself at my face, hitting me all over. I threw it back onto the ground. It started to touch its head while staring straight into my eyes. I heard a screeching noise and felt my head throbbing very painfully, so I reacted quickly with the nightstick the officer gave me. Using it like a baseball bat against its head, I knocked that evil alien down. It started foaming at the mouth and gave the most horrifying screech I have ever heard. It jumped towards me to attack me again. I jumped towards the officer’s corpse and grabbed his gun. When I turned, the alien was right above me. I shot it right between its evil eyes, “Looks like your invasion was very ‘improbe-able’” I said.
The fight was over…
After I recovered, I untied Sheena from the tree. We hugged. She kissed my lips several times, and wiped some of the blood off my face.
“I was wrong…you do so much for me Daniel.” She said.
“No…you’ve done more for me today.”
“What do you mean?”
“You helped me find my courage…and made me realize that I truly do love you.” We walked away to my car. I dropped her off back at her house and gave her the book. She kissed me goodbye and told me that she loved me very much.
SOOOOO now we’re back together! Tee hee :D
After class, however, we decided to break up because this has been happening quite often. Random arguments, constant yelling, anger tantrums, etc. I took her home. She left my car with her stuff without saying good bye to me. I drove quite angrily back home, ran up stairs to my room, and started to knock things over (including my guitar).
A few days later, I looked at my phone and saw that Sheena sent me a text telling me that she left a book at my house and wanted me to give it to her, so I drove back to her house not sure what to say to her…or if I should say anything to her. When I got to her house she wasn’t there. At first I was kind of annoyed, but then I saw a note near the front door.
“If you want your girlfriend to stay alive meet me at Fairmount Park in the dark corner of the trees across the rose garden.” All at once my anger for Sheena was gone. It was replaced by fear…fear that she was in danger!
I raced to Fairmount Park. Speeding past every traffic light and stop sign. A police pulled me over to write me a ticket for speeding. I told him, “Please officer! My girlfriend is in trouble! I have to get to Fairmount Park quickly!” I showed him the note.
“Holy guacamole!!! I’ll come with you! You’ll need my help!” he said. He drove in front of me, leading me to Fairmount Park.
We finally got there and ran to the dark corner of the trees. Sheena was tied against one of the trees. The police officer pulled out his gun and handed me his nightstick, “I hope you know how to use it…” We carefully approached Sheena until she shouted, “Run! It’s a trap!”
I heard a buzzing noise growing louder. It was a spear flying straight at me. I jumped out of the way. Unfortunately another spear came and pierced the officer. He fell dead on the grass...
Then, out of nowhere, came this deep and sinister sounding voice, “That should have been you lying dead on the ground. No matter. I guess I will just have to kill you myself!”
“Who is that?! Show yourself!” I shouted. Out from the trees came a brown blur. I couldn’t tell what it was until it stopped moving, “Remember me?” said the vengeful jackrabbit.
“How are you talking?” I asked. It then started to transform. Its body grew 4 times its size, its fur fell off, the ears looked like they got sucked back into its head, and its skin revealed to be a light gray color. The eyes grew wider and longer.
“I came to this world to observe you humans…but then…you kicked me.”
It then threw itself at my face, hitting me all over. I threw it back onto the ground. It started to touch its head while staring straight into my eyes. I heard a screeching noise and felt my head throbbing very painfully, so I reacted quickly with the nightstick the officer gave me. Using it like a baseball bat against its head, I knocked that evil alien down. It started foaming at the mouth and gave the most horrifying screech I have ever heard. It jumped towards me to attack me again. I jumped towards the officer’s corpse and grabbed his gun. When I turned, the alien was right above me. I shot it right between its evil eyes, “Looks like your invasion was very ‘improbe-able’” I said.
The fight was over…
After I recovered, I untied Sheena from the tree. We hugged. She kissed my lips several times, and wiped some of the blood off my face.
“I was wrong…you do so much for me Daniel.” She said.
“No…you’ve done more for me today.”
“What do you mean?”
“You helped me find my courage…and made me realize that I truly do love you.” We walked away to my car. I dropped her off back at her house and gave her the book. She kissed me goodbye and told me that she loved me very much.
SOOOOO now we’re back together! Tee hee :D
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Nightmare
Just woke up from a nightmare, so it's still pretty fresh.
Before I went to sleep I was watching this short movie about an alien abduction (gosh daniel you and aliens...), so of all things I thought that I would've had a nightmare about aliens or something!
Instead it was about my girlfriend. She acted like she had no interest in me and was really annoyed. She wouldn't laugh at my dumb jokes. She put more effort in putting on her makeup and eventually changed her appearance a little. She was mad and I had no idea why. Every time I asked why she said that it's nothing. Every time I told her I loved her she said "Whatever".
Eventually I thought I'd plan out a surprise that'd make her happy. My plan was to have a small concert just for her out at Fairmount Park (a beautiful green park with a lake and rose garden). I hired some professional musicians because I wasn't sure about having my own band lol. I brought her to the place where i would sing to her and sat her on a folding chair in front of the small stage. I started singing my song "Love That We Shall Keep". She walked away to the small dock on the lake. I followed her. I begged her to tell me what's wrong. She gave me a mean look and walked away.
As I went to chase her one of the wood planks of the dock broke and i fell into the lake. For some reason there was also a large shark in the lake. I started shouting for help while swimming as fast as i could back to regular land (cuz i somehow ended up in the middle of the lake). The shark swam with incredible speed towards me. As i was swimming for my life, I noticed that my girlfriend didn't turn around. Then the water started feeling thicker, like i couldn't swim in it and it was holding me tight. I felt like i had no more energy so I stopped shouting and struggling. I faced the shark. Watching its dorsal fin come closer. Hearing other people at the park shouting for me to move or swim back. I felt my skin tingling and feeling cold as if it were preparing for the sharks teeth to sink into it.
When I saw the shark raising its head up. I noticed its eyes were red. Then I woke up. Kind of sweaty, my jaws tight, and my neck cold.
I wanted to call my girlfriend...but earlier she was on the phone falling asleep and I kept obnoxiously waking her up. She was getting kind of mad -_-
Before I went to sleep I was watching this short movie about an alien abduction (gosh daniel you and aliens...), so of all things I thought that I would've had a nightmare about aliens or something!
Instead it was about my girlfriend. She acted like she had no interest in me and was really annoyed. She wouldn't laugh at my dumb jokes. She put more effort in putting on her makeup and eventually changed her appearance a little. She was mad and I had no idea why. Every time I asked why she said that it's nothing. Every time I told her I loved her she said "Whatever".
Eventually I thought I'd plan out a surprise that'd make her happy. My plan was to have a small concert just for her out at Fairmount Park (a beautiful green park with a lake and rose garden). I hired some professional musicians because I wasn't sure about having my own band lol. I brought her to the place where i would sing to her and sat her on a folding chair in front of the small stage. I started singing my song "Love That We Shall Keep". She walked away to the small dock on the lake. I followed her. I begged her to tell me what's wrong. She gave me a mean look and walked away.
As I went to chase her one of the wood planks of the dock broke and i fell into the lake. For some reason there was also a large shark in the lake. I started shouting for help while swimming as fast as i could back to regular land (cuz i somehow ended up in the middle of the lake). The shark swam with incredible speed towards me. As i was swimming for my life, I noticed that my girlfriend didn't turn around. Then the water started feeling thicker, like i couldn't swim in it and it was holding me tight. I felt like i had no more energy so I stopped shouting and struggling. I faced the shark. Watching its dorsal fin come closer. Hearing other people at the park shouting for me to move or swim back. I felt my skin tingling and feeling cold as if it were preparing for the sharks teeth to sink into it.
When I saw the shark raising its head up. I noticed its eyes were red. Then I woke up. Kind of sweaty, my jaws tight, and my neck cold.
I wanted to call my girlfriend...but earlier she was on the phone falling asleep and I kept obnoxiously waking her up. She was getting kind of mad -_-
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Extra Thinking about Extra Terrestrials!
Okay so lately I have been watching a lot of documentaries about extra terrestrials as well as a lot of "sightings" videos on youtube. Because of this...for the past few days i have been going to bed really paranoid and really scared. All the "abductees" state in their interviews that they are put on a table, paralyzed, and are examined by these "aliens" :O. Each one of them also claim to have had either a sperm or egg extraction. One person said that through the sperm extraction process a female had engaged in intercourse with him! How traumatizing would that be! All of the abductees say that they don't remember anything when they come back. Only through hypnosis do they remember.
So...being the paranoid nervous person that I am. In the last few days I have been staying up late...waiting...just in case.
"What if I know too much about them? What if they come for me tonight...no come on...they haven't come in the past couple days so I'll probably be okay...but wait...what if they wiped out my memory!? And they have taken me before!?"
To summarize what a lot of these documentaries have concluded with: these aliens are cross breeding humans with their species!
I'm not scared because they look frightening...well yeah I am scared of that. But I'm mostly scared of being forced to do things that I really don't want to do! I mean before (like months ago) I used to have a positive attitude towards the belief of aliens. I wanted to make friends with them! I wanted to ask them questions about them! ET! Right? :D
But what if they have no regard for human life? What if we're just experimental mice?!
I'm gonna transition to a more religious thought here...
If extra terrestrials are real, do they believe in God? Here is a short story I found. It is told through an alien's perspective who is talking with a little human girl who lives in a farm but got lost in the woods late at night. I'm not going to say where i found it (because i dont want to show any more nerdiness)
"REPORT"
I read no fear in her mind, and as I tapped into her brain for but a second I found out that she had no knowledge of what I could be. She did not know that I was from another world, so obviously her housing area did not have those metal appliances that broadcasted entertainment from which she could have viewed many humorous archives that this world’s artists have created of us. In her brain there was no fear, no hatred, no disgust, only curiosity.
“Are you alright?” I asked her telepathically. She gasped and looked quite confused.
“How do you talk and not move your mouth?” she asked. I had almost forgotten that she was a child.
“It’s because my head is so big that you hear my brain talking.” She giggled , “Why are you wandering under these trees at this time? It is not safe for you.” She then told me a long story about her mother. Both she and her mother used to hike under those trees to a pond. She had lost some ornament during their last hike which was a gift from her mother, and said that she was in a…“dead”.
“Dead? What does that mean?” I asked.
“It’s when you’re not alive anymore. My daddy said that she’s with Jesus now though.”
“Jesus?” she looked surprised when I asked this.
“You don’t know who Jesus is?”
“Obviously a person of great of importance. How does the absence of life bring one to the company of the Jesus?”
“Where are you from mister?” she asked. I paused for a while. I tried thinking of an answer that she could understand.
“Far away…”
“How far? Like from Europe?” I tried thinking of another way to explain to her.
“I’m from another star.”
“Wow! Which one?” she asked. She looked up at the sky.
“It cannot be viewed right now.”
“Aw! Okay. Does your whole family live on that star?”
“Yes they do.”
“Do you believe in God?”
“Believe? He never speaks falsely.”
“Huh?”
“…Yes we believe in God.”
“Then how come you don’t know who Jesus is? He died on a cross to save everyone from their sins” she asked. Then I remembered…that this was the world that had fallen. I realized who this Jesus was. But we knew him by a different name. I decided to tell this young female about my world and her’s.
“ Jesus only died for your world’s sins. My world did not fall into sin, and neither did any of the other worlds.”
“I don’t get it…” It was very difficult trying to think of easier ways to explain to this child.
“What is this world’s name for the fallen angel who causes every individual…” I tried making it simple, “…to do bad things?”
“The devil?”
“Yes. You see child, ‘the devil’ only resides in your world, and is the reason for the very first sin. My world did not fall into sin. It is pure and sinless. I know it’s hard to comprehend.” She just stood there thinking quietly about all her classes that involved these sorts of conversations. She had never heard anything like what I had just said to her. So I continued by asking, “Do you know what God looks like?”
“No…do you?”
“Yes. He walks with us everyday.”
Pretty cool thought huh! Anyways...reading that again has made me feel a little less paranoid...
Im tired of typing for this now. Good night.
So...being the paranoid nervous person that I am. In the last few days I have been staying up late...waiting...just in case.
"What if I know too much about them? What if they come for me tonight...no come on...they haven't come in the past couple days so I'll probably be okay...but wait...what if they wiped out my memory!? And they have taken me before!?"
To summarize what a lot of these documentaries have concluded with: these aliens are cross breeding humans with their species!
I'm not scared because they look frightening...well yeah I am scared of that. But I'm mostly scared of being forced to do things that I really don't want to do! I mean before (like months ago) I used to have a positive attitude towards the belief of aliens. I wanted to make friends with them! I wanted to ask them questions about them! ET! Right? :D
But what if they have no regard for human life? What if we're just experimental mice?!
I'm gonna transition to a more religious thought here...
If extra terrestrials are real, do they believe in God? Here is a short story I found. It is told through an alien's perspective who is talking with a little human girl who lives in a farm but got lost in the woods late at night. I'm not going to say where i found it (because i dont want to show any more nerdiness)
"REPORT"
I read no fear in her mind, and as I tapped into her brain for but a second I found out that she had no knowledge of what I could be. She did not know that I was from another world, so obviously her housing area did not have those metal appliances that broadcasted entertainment from which she could have viewed many humorous archives that this world’s artists have created of us. In her brain there was no fear, no hatred, no disgust, only curiosity.
“Are you alright?” I asked her telepathically. She gasped and looked quite confused.
“How do you talk and not move your mouth?” she asked. I had almost forgotten that she was a child.
“It’s because my head is so big that you hear my brain talking.” She giggled , “Why are you wandering under these trees at this time? It is not safe for you.” She then told me a long story about her mother. Both she and her mother used to hike under those trees to a pond. She had lost some ornament during their last hike which was a gift from her mother, and said that she was in a…“dead”.
“Dead? What does that mean?” I asked.
“It’s when you’re not alive anymore. My daddy said that she’s with Jesus now though.”
“Jesus?” she looked surprised when I asked this.
“You don’t know who Jesus is?”
“Obviously a person of great of importance. How does the absence of life bring one to the company of the Jesus?”
“Where are you from mister?” she asked. I paused for a while. I tried thinking of an answer that she could understand.
“Far away…”
“How far? Like from Europe?” I tried thinking of another way to explain to her.
“I’m from another star.”
“Wow! Which one?” she asked. She looked up at the sky.
“It cannot be viewed right now.”
“Aw! Okay. Does your whole family live on that star?”
“Yes they do.”
“Do you believe in God?”
“Believe? He never speaks falsely.”
“Huh?”
“…Yes we believe in God.”
“Then how come you don’t know who Jesus is? He died on a cross to save everyone from their sins” she asked. Then I remembered…that this was the world that had fallen. I realized who this Jesus was. But we knew him by a different name. I decided to tell this young female about my world and her’s.
“ Jesus only died for your world’s sins. My world did not fall into sin, and neither did any of the other worlds.”
“I don’t get it…” It was very difficult trying to think of easier ways to explain to this child.
“What is this world’s name for the fallen angel who causes every individual…” I tried making it simple, “…to do bad things?”
“The devil?”
“Yes. You see child, ‘the devil’ only resides in your world, and is the reason for the very first sin. My world did not fall into sin. It is pure and sinless. I know it’s hard to comprehend.” She just stood there thinking quietly about all her classes that involved these sorts of conversations. She had never heard anything like what I had just said to her. So I continued by asking, “Do you know what God looks like?”
“No…do you?”
“Yes. He walks with us everyday.”
Pretty cool thought huh! Anyways...reading that again has made me feel a little less paranoid...
Im tired of typing for this now. Good night.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Last night's nightmare!
So here's how it went.
There was this big musical thing coming up at LSU. Somehow i got involved. There was a few people doing a group performance which included my friends Wesley, Darren, Ashlee, and a few others (i dont remember). We found out that there wasgoing to be some tiny people coming to watch the show (-_- its a dream...) so we used a shrinking machine and shrunk Darren and Ashlee so that they could sing to them! It made sense to me...in my dream.
So there was a rehearsal. Darren and Ashlee, already shrunken to like a fourth of an inch, started practicing. Everyone else started practicing on the stage completely oblivious to them. It was going great until one of the dancers stepped on Darren and Ashlee. But the thing was none of us knew until we saw them a while later...flat and splattered on the stage...oh my goodness it was horrifying! I thought I lost two awesome people! Continuing on...Wesley goes on his hands and knees and tries to talk to them (just in case they were still alive), but it was too late...
Later...the rest of us were all hanging out in a huge bathroom that had couches in it...talking about what just happened. Then my big toe started itching...so i scratched it. Then it just...came off.
the end!
There was this big musical thing coming up at LSU. Somehow i got involved. There was a few people doing a group performance which included my friends Wesley, Darren, Ashlee, and a few others (i dont remember). We found out that there wasgoing to be some tiny people coming to watch the show (-_- its a dream...) so we used a shrinking machine and shrunk Darren and Ashlee so that they could sing to them! It made sense to me...in my dream.
So there was a rehearsal. Darren and Ashlee, already shrunken to like a fourth of an inch, started practicing. Everyone else started practicing on the stage completely oblivious to them. It was going great until one of the dancers stepped on Darren and Ashlee. But the thing was none of us knew until we saw them a while later...flat and splattered on the stage...oh my goodness it was horrifying! I thought I lost two awesome people! Continuing on...Wesley goes on his hands and knees and tries to talk to them (just in case they were still alive), but it was too late...
Later...the rest of us were all hanging out in a huge bathroom that had couches in it...talking about what just happened. Then my big toe started itching...so i scratched it. Then it just...came off.
the end!
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
What to major in...what to be when i "grow up"
First it was a film director, then it was a singer/songwriter, then music composition, then film scoring...now I can't decide between any of those. I cant even think of anything else that I'd like to be.
My girlfriend AND my mom suggested that maybe I should think about being a nutritionist/chef since I know a lot about different foods and nutrients...and I've cooked several meals all from scratch. Most of them being vegetarian (more specifically piscetarian) so that it is "eatable" for my girl.
The thing about me is that if I take up something that I love or have a passion for...my mind can easily change because of the schooling or all the hard work. In that way I'm quite childish.
All I know is that I want to love what I do, be able to use creativity, and not be completely limited in the work.
But for now...I'm still undecided.
My girlfriend AND my mom suggested that maybe I should think about being a nutritionist/chef since I know a lot about different foods and nutrients...and I've cooked several meals all from scratch. Most of them being vegetarian (more specifically piscetarian) so that it is "eatable" for my girl.
The thing about me is that if I take up something that I love or have a passion for...my mind can easily change because of the schooling or all the hard work. In that way I'm quite childish.
All I know is that I want to love what I do, be able to use creativity, and not be completely limited in the work.
But for now...I'm still undecided.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
:(
i'm not a good boyfriend. one big good thing can keep it up...one small bad thing can bring it waaaay down...and i have terrible balance.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
I have realized...
...that I have sacrificed and given a lot for someone. I just wish that sometimes they would know or keep in mind everything I've done for them. :/
Monday, February 22, 2010
Im in a new band!
Well actually I have been in a new band for a few weeks now. It's composed of my friends John on bass, Michael on guitar, Pauline on vocals and back up vocals (although I think she should be lead voicals more...), and me on vocals!
So far we've had two performances: coffee depot and it's a grind. Not really big music venues but hey...gotta start somewhere!
Coffee depot was packed with people. Every week they have an open mic with a bunch of musical artists performing from about 7pm to midnight. The "waiting for our turn" part (for me) was pretty nervewracking and intimidating (even though I've performed a hundred times...). It was intimidating because there were other musicians who were also waiting on their turn who looked like very pro musicians! I'm talking about them wearing a whole H&M outfit looking like freaking professional songwriters! But after a few of them went I reminded myself Looks can be deceiving (that sounded a little mean...sorry) Haha! Our performance went great! We played one of my originals "Nothing Else" (myspace.com/ihatetuning ...check it out), a Hallelujah (Jeff Buckley) cover, and a song that Michael wrote which transitioned into a cover medley that included Realize (Colbie Caillat), I'm Your's (Jason Mraz), and Angel (Shaggy). After we performed we got some really nice compliments from some of the other performers who were really good! There was also a part when Michael went to the main lobby area and when he came back I asked him, "Did you get any 'good jobs' from anyone?" "Yes..." "Okay cool...I'll be right back ;) " I got 8 good jobs.
It's a Grind is a much smaller place. There were a couple of good performers...most of them were kind of weird though. It was really sad though since a lot of people didn't stay to watch others perform. Most of them just hung outside. I started to get kinda nervous because of this. We were going to perform the same set we did at Coffee Depot...but one of the performers...an older one who was rocking a propeller hat...with a bright yellow shirt and an acoustic guitar played Angel (Shaggy)! So we went outside really quick to change the ending of our cover medley. We quickly changed it to No One (Alicia Keys) and practiced it a couple times. After a few performances it was finally out turn...and what was really cool was...everyone who was outside came inside once we started playing! During our Hallelujah cover I noticed a few people singing along, and when Michael soloed they cheered. In the end...it was a great performance...and I also made a couple of friends who I recognized from another concert that I did!
So far...we...A Boy Named Sue...(at the risk of sounding a bit conceited or over confident) have been pretty awesome. We have another gig this Saturday (February 27) at La Sierra University Church to benefit Haiti/Brazil mission project, so this will be out first concert since all we've done so far have been open mics. So to my few readers...IF you read this in time...and to anyone else who may stumble upon this (and happens to know where LSUC is)...come support!
So far we've had two performances: coffee depot and it's a grind. Not really big music venues but hey...gotta start somewhere!
Coffee depot was packed with people. Every week they have an open mic with a bunch of musical artists performing from about 7pm to midnight. The "waiting for our turn" part (for me) was pretty nervewracking and intimidating (even though I've performed a hundred times...). It was intimidating because there were other musicians who were also waiting on their turn who looked like very pro musicians! I'm talking about them wearing a whole H&M outfit looking like freaking professional songwriters! But after a few of them went I reminded myself Looks can be deceiving (that sounded a little mean...sorry) Haha! Our performance went great! We played one of my originals "Nothing Else" (myspace.com/ihatetuning ...check it out), a Hallelujah (Jeff Buckley) cover, and a song that Michael wrote which transitioned into a cover medley that included Realize (Colbie Caillat), I'm Your's (Jason Mraz), and Angel (Shaggy). After we performed we got some really nice compliments from some of the other performers who were really good! There was also a part when Michael went to the main lobby area and when he came back I asked him, "Did you get any 'good jobs' from anyone?" "Yes..." "Okay cool...I'll be right back ;) " I got 8 good jobs.
It's a Grind is a much smaller place. There were a couple of good performers...most of them were kind of weird though. It was really sad though since a lot of people didn't stay to watch others perform. Most of them just hung outside. I started to get kinda nervous because of this. We were going to perform the same set we did at Coffee Depot...but one of the performers...an older one who was rocking a propeller hat...with a bright yellow shirt and an acoustic guitar played Angel (Shaggy)! So we went outside really quick to change the ending of our cover medley. We quickly changed it to No One (Alicia Keys) and practiced it a couple times. After a few performances it was finally out turn...and what was really cool was...everyone who was outside came inside once we started playing! During our Hallelujah cover I noticed a few people singing along, and when Michael soloed they cheered. In the end...it was a great performance...and I also made a couple of friends who I recognized from another concert that I did!
So far...we...A Boy Named Sue...(at the risk of sounding a bit conceited or over confident) have been pretty awesome. We have another gig this Saturday (February 27) at La Sierra University Church to benefit Haiti/Brazil mission project, so this will be out first concert since all we've done so far have been open mics. So to my few readers...IF you read this in time...and to anyone else who may stumble upon this (and happens to know where LSUC is)...come support!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
My friends!
I love my friends...all of them. I pretty much consider anyone I know a friend of mine. Even people who I'm not that close with or people who I've just met and don't even know his or her name. So with that in mind...I'd say that I have a lot of friends.
Confession: I like hanging out with people who make me feel less like a bad person. I know that I've done many bad things [I'm such a sinner], and hanging out with people who are good and innocent makes me feel kind of safe and secure. I'll admit that I have friends who are worse than me...or have done [I guess] an equal amount of..."bad" as I have. Those friends...I love them but...I feel so uncomfortable around them. But as all humans do...I'm just judging them by their bad deeds...when its not even mine to judge...but still.
Tonight I had a good time hanging with a few of my good friends from lsu. It was great watching them at first service, sharing a bunch of corny jokes, and listening to them sing.
Confession: I like hanging out with people who make me feel less like a bad person. I know that I've done many bad things [I'm such a sinner], and hanging out with people who are good and innocent makes me feel kind of safe and secure. I'll admit that I have friends who are worse than me...or have done [I guess] an equal amount of..."bad" as I have. Those friends...I love them but...I feel so uncomfortable around them. But as all humans do...I'm just judging them by their bad deeds...when its not even mine to judge...but still.
Tonight I had a good time hanging with a few of my good friends from lsu. It was great watching them at first service, sharing a bunch of corny jokes, and listening to them sing.
Monday, February 1, 2010
CD for sale?
So recently i have found a way to get my silly little "demo" to be put on the market for certain Christian bookstores. I'd really like to give it a try but the thing is...i'm not exactly sure if the quality of my songs are good enough. Plus all of my songs on the cd that i usually give away at shows are just a bunch of corny love songs.
I suppose I could try pursuing the few christian songs that i have written...and maybe RErecord a few of the songs on the cd that i think have some potential. If i could get a mixture of good recordings of the christian songs that i have written...and better recordings of some of the songs already on my silly corny cd...then maybe it could be good enough to be sold?
We shall see...
I suppose I could try pursuing the few christian songs that i have written...and maybe RErecord a few of the songs on the cd that i think have some potential. If i could get a mixture of good recordings of the christian songs that i have written...and better recordings of some of the songs already on my silly corny cd...then maybe it could be good enough to be sold?
We shall see...
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Spent the day with God
Today started out just like last night ended...i'm not gonna go into too much detail of what happened...but just know that it left me very sad, very guilty, and gave me quite a teary car ride home (which hasn't happened in like a couple years). Today i kept pacing around my house thinking of what i should do...i looked through all my contacts to see if i had anyone whom i know did not have school or work (no one)...but in the end i just went back to bed for a while.
Sometime around 12 i decided that i should take a shower so i could think properly. So i looked in my closet to grab a shirt to change into and i saw my Jesus button shirt (a spiritual parody of the easy button), and so i realized that...it IS just that easy. The easiest answer is often overlooked in a time of pain or struggle.
So i prayed about all my problems out loud (which i haven't done in a while) and drove to Mt.Rubidoux (a huge beautiful mountain with a giant cross at the top.). On the way there i started feeling a little better.
I always like going to Mt.Rubidoux when i'm upset. I always find peace when i struggle up the mountain and find a good spot to sit down where i can see almost all of Riverside. That's what i did today. I meditated on all these things going on in my life. I spoke to God about all the characteristics i have that i hate. I complained about all these things to Him, but at the same time i also asked Him to please make some good come out of each one. I asked Him to also bless her no matter what happens, to make her happy and help her with any difficulties she may go through...no matter what happens.
By the time i hiked down to my car i felt calm...and happy. I knew not everything is fixed...but i was still at peace.
Sometime around 12 i decided that i should take a shower so i could think properly. So i looked in my closet to grab a shirt to change into and i saw my Jesus button shirt (a spiritual parody of the easy button), and so i realized that...it IS just that easy. The easiest answer is often overlooked in a time of pain or struggle.
So i prayed about all my problems out loud (which i haven't done in a while) and drove to Mt.Rubidoux (a huge beautiful mountain with a giant cross at the top.). On the way there i started feeling a little better.
I always like going to Mt.Rubidoux when i'm upset. I always find peace when i struggle up the mountain and find a good spot to sit down where i can see almost all of Riverside. That's what i did today. I meditated on all these things going on in my life. I spoke to God about all the characteristics i have that i hate. I complained about all these things to Him, but at the same time i also asked Him to please make some good come out of each one. I asked Him to also bless her no matter what happens, to make her happy and help her with any difficulties she may go through...no matter what happens.
By the time i hiked down to my car i felt calm...and happy. I knew not everything is fixed...but i was still at peace.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Poem "One Pair of Eyes"
One Pair Of Eyes
I can’t help but think
Everything was a lie
I was blinded by walls for protection
And now it’s all clear
Everything’s overwhelming
I wish I could’ve joined this “truth”
Maybe I wouldn’t suffer
Maybe I wouldn’t cry
Maybe I wouldn’t be so scared
If I could just learn not to care
And learn not to feel
I’d probably do better than now
If I could just see through one pair of eyes at a time
I wouldn’t feel so ashamed
Because wanting innocents leads to pain
Thinking back to how life was
Everything was so pure because
Reality was invisible
Well it’s hard to grow old
Knowing things that I was told were bad
Now it leads to a melody
A familiar voice asking
“Do I succumb?”
“Do I succumb?”
Because it seems like
Everyone who was once a child
Everyone who had a spirit anew
Are just spray painting on the walls they grew up in
Now I’m left alone
Believing firmly in these dirty halls
Trying to base my life on what I was taught
This is bad, this is good
This is a lie, this is a truth
But now there’s no shame
Therefore I’m confused
Ethics has given me isolation
Leaving me with one wish
And a possible decision
“I want to succumb.”
“I want to succumb.”
Does joy come from ignoring emotions?
Is heaven earned by enduring isolation?
Is there a middle ground where both can be okay?
I’m not hearing a voice that will answer me this
Temptations and wrong choices are stealing my friends
With a broken heart as a result of this
I sometimes yearn to dance with death
It’s hard to resist
It’s hard to give in
Amongst this trial I’m still left
With what probably will never end
A self argument
“I want to succumb”
“Do not succumb”
[i liked this cuz it sounds like something i would go through...]
I can’t help but think
Everything was a lie
I was blinded by walls for protection
And now it’s all clear
Everything’s overwhelming
I wish I could’ve joined this “truth”
Maybe I wouldn’t suffer
Maybe I wouldn’t cry
Maybe I wouldn’t be so scared
If I could just learn not to care
And learn not to feel
I’d probably do better than now
If I could just see through one pair of eyes at a time
I wouldn’t feel so ashamed
Because wanting innocents leads to pain
Thinking back to how life was
Everything was so pure because
Reality was invisible
Well it’s hard to grow old
Knowing things that I was told were bad
Now it leads to a melody
A familiar voice asking
“Do I succumb?”
“Do I succumb?”
Because it seems like
Everyone who was once a child
Everyone who had a spirit anew
Are just spray painting on the walls they grew up in
Now I’m left alone
Believing firmly in these dirty halls
Trying to base my life on what I was taught
This is bad, this is good
This is a lie, this is a truth
But now there’s no shame
Therefore I’m confused
Ethics has given me isolation
Leaving me with one wish
And a possible decision
“I want to succumb.”
“I want to succumb.”
Does joy come from ignoring emotions?
Is heaven earned by enduring isolation?
Is there a middle ground where both can be okay?
I’m not hearing a voice that will answer me this
Temptations and wrong choices are stealing my friends
With a broken heart as a result of this
I sometimes yearn to dance with death
It’s hard to resist
It’s hard to give in
Amongst this trial I’m still left
With what probably will never end
A self argument
“I want to succumb”
“Do not succumb”
[i liked this cuz it sounds like something i would go through...]
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Dear 2009
When I first met you...you were actually pretty cool. During the times we were together i had met a lot of friends and had many great opportunities presented. Much later in our friendship...there was a lot more excitement when i started hanging out with Sheena Decano a lot.
However, since the middle of summer [i have to admit] i have never experience so much difficulty, and had my faith tested so many times! You were great at first...but now...you'll just be another photo album to me.
Good bye...i'll miss you...er...maybe not...
However, since the middle of summer [i have to admit] i have never experience so much difficulty, and had my faith tested so many times! You were great at first...but now...you'll just be another photo album to me.
Good bye...i'll miss you...er...maybe not...
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