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Saturday, August 28, 2004
consistent in the wrong sense
posted by rosebleed @ 5:36 AM
if I write another song in E minor, I'm going to stop playing music.
well, probably not. but I'm just getting sick of all my songs sounding the same. sure, I like my music, but it's hard to like all the songs when they sound the same. I'm like a bad radio artist without the benefits! ugh.
and I'm getting more and more bummed out about everything and anything. and I'm tired of my music reflecting this.
I'm also tired of going about this music thing so badly. I want to think there's someone out there just like me, just as frustrated. but really I don't think other people are so stupid when it comes to this.
now do I say the things I'm thinking or spare everyone (myself?) tonight?
I don't know where to go from here, I don't know where to go8/31/04
ok, it's all over, I quit, I give up. I just started a new song in e minor that I'm probably going to keep. because I wrote a part to 'fate' that didn't fit with the song that might fit with this.
actually I just bought a domain and it should be working before tomorrow, I'm so looking forward to going around and changing all my links and emailing people to fix the address. luckily the current address will still work fine, but I'd like there to be as few links up to it as possible. can you guess what the domain is?
but I'm promoting like hell once it works, and that scares me a lot, but you know, I've got to do it some time. *gets assimilated into myspace*
  
Friday, August 13, 2004
I suck really bad.
posted by rosebleed @ 9:57 AM
I was supposed to go the the open mic tonight, I say supposed to because I meant to, er, rally some support(?), for the show on sunday. and I'm not there. and I doubt I'll get there before it's over. it's too late to walk. I knew my mom was coming home late (but I asked her to drive me to jim's to pick up some amps, now it's probably too late for that). I really hope this isn't a HUGE fuckup on my part and I get the amps and there are more than four people there. at least I know kathleen/her mom/vicky's dad will be there. that's almost more than four :P. I have so many fliers I didn't give out, I'm so bad at that. I need someone to do it for me (jim was going to-- but his car broke and he couldn't go to the chief junket [sp] show he planned on attending). oh why am I complaining, I should be doing something. practicing probably.
*can't play polly for shit*
oh and sorry to anyone who expected to see me at eastenders tonight, if I don't get there that is.8/16/04
edit: ok, now I feel like an even bigger jackass. I get there at like 11 and the place is empty (there were people outside though). apparently it was a slow night. I made my mom drop me off and I had to walk home. some guy in a standing car that was blocking my way asked me what's up. I shrugged at him (what else was I to say?). why do I attract scary people?
OH! some kid said the best thing to me one day on my way to the open mic. he said "what kind of shampoo you using? tell me so I know not to use it!".
anyway.
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