Monday, February 22, 2010

From The Magical Prince's Mouth

Anyone who talked to me during late 2007 knew a few key things about me:

1. I was horrendously miserable

2. I was not keeping up with my fans very well

3. I had kicked all of my most dangerous habits except caring about a horrible person I loved

4. The only childish joy I really got came from bottles of Jones Gingerbread Man soda (better than alcohol, right?)

5. School was not going well and I was seriously reconsidering my mistakes and career choices

There was one thing, however, that actually has some pertinence to why you read this blog:

Monday, February 15, 2010

Feb 12 and 13 show reviews

I haven't done one of these in forever!
I remember back in the days when I'd have like one or two shows a year I'd go over every single detail to the extreme.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Two days later

If only for just this one night, writer's block has lifted it's cruel grasp and allowed me to produce sounds once more.

As I write this, I'm in a very strange place I often visit on nights like these.
I'm in a place where the smallest details from my day have been bloated, as if by a form of macropsia that exists only in the subconscious, to levels held for the immensely important and critical.

Caring about people and inconsequential situations until I cry... loving people in ways generally reserved for erotomaniacs and the criminally insane.

Anyone who says that drugs are the most powerful tool for leaving the body behind and changing perspectives is a damn fool.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Writer's Block: A 4000 part saga

I don't really know what purpose it will serve me to write about it, but for the past three months I've been destroyed by debilitating writer's block.
It's a mixture of about 30 problems that I can't seem to find acceptable coping methods for rolled into one slurry of self-doubt and loathing that I've been all but unsuccessful in hiding.