School & Highways

You know how you felt in school sometimes? How you believed in your naive inexperienced way, "this is it, it can't get any better or more intense"? Glad to know it's still possible to feel that way :-) Life has just begun all over again! Smell the fresh air, and plow ahead...

In other news, the Bacardi NH7 Weekender documentary is up! I'd love for you guys to see this - it was a beautiful experience for everyone involved, and I hope at least some of it sticks. Come over this year, I have a feeling it will be better. But nothing ever beats the first time. Ever.

http://nh7.in/indiecision/2011/11/02/watch-bacardi-nh7-weekender-2010-the-documentary/

Enjai!

Swim.

In a slate grey sea, worn driftwood floating like flecks,
In an abyss of forever, a maelstrom pulling at you
Near ivory coasts, through the golden trees,
Upon ruby dunes, flow nimble feet
And the promise of smiles, just beyond your reach...

Fat.

I will defeat you!

Can someone pass me the butter?

Season time!

Most of my work is season based. There's the completely dead summers. Then there's the ridiculously busy autumn and winters. I just looked at my calendar (I have REALLY bad memory! If I didn't have a smart phone I'd probably be one of those guys with a day planner!!) And its jam packed till December end. Now typically that's a good thing. It means that it'll be easier to pay back the loans for the crazy amount of gear whoring I've indulged in lately! It also means that my sexy vacation in the hills was probably the last breather ill have for a few months! Goddamn...

Loans are a bitch. Once these are done so am I with loans! They tie you down, and you're not free to act like an impulsive spoilt brat most of the times. On top of that all the money you earn just seems to disappear into oblivion. Bloody hell. I want to travel, to see the world, go for all the cool festivals, sit in the mountains just writing songs, experimenting with music or just walking aimlessly and I can't! Commitments. Screw them.

More whining later. Aforementioned work beckons!

Screw micro blogging. I want to use as many words as I want when I want to vent and nothing quite beats your own pin up board on teh interwebz!

Thought!

When in doubt, work! Clears things up, and makes confusing thoughts go away. For a while at least! Yes, its escapism, but sometimes all you really need is to run away and give it some time!