March 2012
12 posts
Love Thy Brother
I had a girlfriend who once said to me, ” You have been spending too much time with Serg “. I broke up with her over this . He’s that big of a deal. Himself and I couldn’t be anymore different. Many people don’t understand why we’re so close and a lot of the time, despise the mere fact, we connect. Neither of us could give one single fuck. We love each other...
Be True
This has come to the point where everything I am, and believe in is being tested. There’s tragedy ridden events occurring day after day in the place I once called home. The only way I can help the ones I love is through telephone wires and fiber optic connections that carry our words across a country which separates me from embracing them.
I’m struggling with the vast majority of...
Through the darkest of hours
Everything is open to interpretation. Nothing ever comes across %100 the same to anyone. Everyone thinks different and no one, knows everything. It’s a pretty significant thing when you can connect with people, words, places, experiences or anything that you can share, with someone similar to yourself, and the way our Brains are wired in an intricate web of complexity. These slight moments...
The important things that go unsaid.
Finding people in life that share the same kind of unique heart that you’ve grown is a rarity that the vast majority take for granted. How often in your lifetime do you find those people that just get it. The type of people you have no need to explain your actions, words, and reason is a type to be treasured. Nothing in life is more valid or relevant than this. I’ve left many people...
Cheeseburgers and Beauty Queens
I went to a beauty pageant and it ruled. I also went to a night club in Orange County and had a great time. There, I said it. It’s true. Reading this as I write it sounds douchey beyond my own belief, and after admitting all of this, I feel I should go drink Whiskey, eat a Steak ,and Chop down a tree. Whatever, I am not too proud to admit these things. To top this all off, the fact is, it...
Why I don't like Yellowcard.
This is me and my new friend Kenny. Kenny was one of the first people to take me under his wing, and show me some in’s and out’s of So-Cal living. He was also the first person I got way too intoxicated with, and the first person to see me “dance” at a show here. By dance I mean organized moshing or “two stepping”. I don’t think he, or anyone else who was...
1619 meets 1652
Anyone who knows that the number 1619 is something that holds a great weight in this world, is apart of a brother hood that exists internationally. I’ve come clear across the country and it’s here. 1619 is an influential house venue, in Williamstown New Jersey, that has hosted some incredibly, influential musicians early in their careers. I was fortunate enough to grow up around the...