May 28, 2005 23:47
Reading alot of HP lovecraft is leaving it's mark on me. I've been engulfed in a sort of passion while being lost in his stories, it's like a new world that I can escape to, because he paints such an elaborate portrait in your mind with his words, it's like you're there. I've been reading up on "Through the Gates of the Silver Key" and I'm completly immersed. I find myself betwixt reality and imagination so much more when I read his works. Originally I got his books so that I may re-read The Call of Cthulu, because that's right, you guessed it, that story is my inspiration for the two part songs, The Corpse City, and Dead Cthulu Dreams. But I found myself wanting to read others instead of going back hah. I just hope that the songs themselves come out half as amazing as the story, if I can do that, then I will feel accomplished with those. A few of you, whom I can trust, will soon hopefully get to check out some midi files of our songs, further proof that I haven't died and that I've been busy composing and creating something that will blow the scene away. ::sigh:: it sucks that it's going to be awhile until we are unleashed upon Houston though. Cause I'm yearning evermore to clean up this godforsaken Hell hole. Band together with the rest of the great local bands and tear this place apart, gut the scene and re-claim what is ours.
big bar-be-que tomorrow. We're doing the whole memorial day thing and plus my sister's b-day party, and her birthday isn't for like another week or two, but she won't be able to come back down here for awhile, so we're gonna knock out two birds with one stone.
By the way, I hate re-modling with a passion. I despise painting, I despise re-arranging furniture, I despise ripping up carpet and/or old tile and replacing it with new tile. and I deplore the way I feel after I've done so, to hell with fatigue and pain.