White Gold....
Alas! The thin white veil has cloaked the earth in purity. Drive more Gas Guzzlers folks, smoke more, burn, mass produce and global warming will devour us soon enough. That's probably the greatest threat we all face in this lifetime. Every generation goes through some mega Crisis that affects everyone be it economically, environmentally or any other horrors that have been unleashed in the past. It's funny seeing all these southern folk on the road, struggling for survival, trying to be the usual King of the Road...slipping, skidding, flipping over. Learn your weather and driving conditions dammit. The first snowfall is the teaser. Great to see fear across the lands, some morons go absolutely beserk. It can become quite irritating though, all these complaints about the weather yadda yadda. Get used to it. How long have you been living in this country for? That's right. I do hope more falls and submerges this disgusting shithole of a city. Right through fucking Valentines, March break and maybe even April Fools! (a bit stretching it)
As many of you more "local" folk may know of the untimely incident that occured in Mexico last week with the young DiPrisco, I shall share my thoughts on the matter just as well. I myself know a few close people to him and it says alot when these type of events occur. The mother is now ashamed of being Canadian, authorities aren't doing the right thing or as much as they can, The Mexicans are covering it up. Blame everyone but yourself. I wonder. Did she warn her young son of the dangers festering in such primitive places on earth? Furthermore to stay put on the Hotel resort or assigned safe location? Not to say women can be devilish too, but the point is people blame others more than themselves. In such cases some may find it hard to point the finger at themselves but many factors account for what happened. I can now understand why Mike never left the resort with Helga when they were in the Dominican! I decided I have no intent of ever vacationing in any country below the equator (particularily South or Cental America). Places and people on this sphere are still far from being developed into safe and social functioning humans. He could've had plenty of girls on the resort (if he was staying in one). Should be interesting how the case unfolds in the coming weeks.
One week into school and already slightly behind on readings. So much to do. Some minor shit pissing me off at the moment. Fugly took my Thursday morning shift and now I work Wednesday so at least my anger has settled since I know I can get a few York assignments and readings started and out of the way. The higlight of my weekend was spending time with my magnificent Enchantress. I'm glad she took me to Dark Funeral and Enslaved, I've gotten into both bands ALOT now and a great fuckin show overall. Alot of socializing since many aquintances were there and the only shut band that played was Abigail Williams. Before the set I decided to step out for a smoke with Alinka, figured get back when these Emo BM posers are nearly done and be in the arms of my beloved Kasia. And yet to my surprise, after coming back from smoking and catching up with a few friends, she was gone. Couldn't find her the whole set through Enslaved and we met when the Funeral came on. Went to the balcony I Found out, thought I was smoking weed, I was slightly irritated after the show. Does she think that low of me? That I would actually DITCH her during a show I cherished to be with her at? To go do drugs? I restrained myself though, managed to clear matters up by the end of the night though and slept in the warm solace of more understanding. I just hate that cold attitude or those nasty pinpoints and jabs, esp. from the ones I Cherish most. I also greatly despise assumptions of the farfetched silly type, although I can't blame her entirely based on some bad past experiences. Friday shall be a lovely evening at the hotel, dinner and dance. I'm freezing already. I miss her already and the hole of longing is expanding. Unfortunately I couldn't make the MOONSORROW show tonight so i Hope she's having a blast, maybe I'll still hear that sweet sexy voice soothe my ears If i don't collapse from exhaustion tonight.
More parking tickets this weekend too. This pisses me off tremendously. I never learn. It's fucking ridiculous. I truly can't afford this bullshit at this point anymore.
I'm a bit excited for our show I do admit. At least a couple of dozen people are coming out again, playing some new blasphemies we've been polishing up the few months since the last show. More will follow in the Spring and Summer most definitely. This one is just to get back into it again, see the demand, interest and all out there and then it's time to decide what to do with the keyboardist and Dave, finish at least 2-5 tracks before March, then make a wise selection for the Cold, Raw Demo. Don't want it to sound polished or anything this time around. Poor men with not much of a budget trying to make it sound pish posh? Ridiculous. Hence, a more Black, Thrash with some Industrial + epic tints of originality will be chosen for this compilation.
As far as set goes I think we have it pretty much done.
And the Winter Winds Tear Thy Flesh
Self-Destruction
Burn Baby Burn
No Remorse
Into the Witches Storm
and if time is allowed: Nargaroth, Inauguration, Virgin Whore/Eyes orrr Manowar (fuck forbid)
I still must attempt to fix that wonderful fog machine of ours (must find a new engine/pump) or worst comes to worst, rent one out.
I think I've addressed most of what was on my mind for the moment.
I leave yet another memo i may glance now and then to keep me on track.
>Research Interview Project
>Research Myspace Data collection and Tabulation
> Advertising Starbucks presentation
All this due within the first week of February. Joy. After the 20th it shall be pure slavery for this man.
And still, no key to the studio. The cherry on top. I called the office chick who was sick last week, said the manager would call me tonight. NOTHING. Tomorrow i shall serve a verbal shitstorm and have full intents of heading down there Wednesday morning. My blood has boiled with that matter.
PS: This blog lacks any coherent structure or flow. Just like my thoughts on many nights.
Tah.
As many of you more "local" folk may know of the untimely incident that occured in Mexico last week with the young DiPrisco, I shall share my thoughts on the matter just as well. I myself know a few close people to him and it says alot when these type of events occur. The mother is now ashamed of being Canadian, authorities aren't doing the right thing or as much as they can, The Mexicans are covering it up. Blame everyone but yourself. I wonder. Did she warn her young son of the dangers festering in such primitive places on earth? Furthermore to stay put on the Hotel resort or assigned safe location? Not to say women can be devilish too, but the point is people blame others more than themselves. In such cases some may find it hard to point the finger at themselves but many factors account for what happened. I can now understand why Mike never left the resort with Helga when they were in the Dominican! I decided I have no intent of ever vacationing in any country below the equator (particularily South or Cental America). Places and people on this sphere are still far from being developed into safe and social functioning humans. He could've had plenty of girls on the resort (if he was staying in one). Should be interesting how the case unfolds in the coming weeks.
One week into school and already slightly behind on readings. So much to do. Some minor shit pissing me off at the moment. Fugly took my Thursday morning shift and now I work Wednesday so at least my anger has settled since I know I can get a few York assignments and readings started and out of the way. The higlight of my weekend was spending time with my magnificent Enchantress. I'm glad she took me to Dark Funeral and Enslaved, I've gotten into both bands ALOT now and a great fuckin show overall. Alot of socializing since many aquintances were there and the only shut band that played was Abigail Williams. Before the set I decided to step out for a smoke with Alinka, figured get back when these Emo BM posers are nearly done and be in the arms of my beloved Kasia. And yet to my surprise, after coming back from smoking and catching up with a few friends, she was gone. Couldn't find her the whole set through Enslaved and we met when the Funeral came on. Went to the balcony I Found out, thought I was smoking weed, I was slightly irritated after the show. Does she think that low of me? That I would actually DITCH her during a show I cherished to be with her at? To go do drugs? I restrained myself though, managed to clear matters up by the end of the night though and slept in the warm solace of more understanding. I just hate that cold attitude or those nasty pinpoints and jabs, esp. from the ones I Cherish most. I also greatly despise assumptions of the farfetched silly type, although I can't blame her entirely based on some bad past experiences. Friday shall be a lovely evening at the hotel, dinner and dance. I'm freezing already. I miss her already and the hole of longing is expanding. Unfortunately I couldn't make the MOONSORROW show tonight so i Hope she's having a blast, maybe I'll still hear that sweet sexy voice soothe my ears If i don't collapse from exhaustion tonight.
More parking tickets this weekend too. This pisses me off tremendously. I never learn. It's fucking ridiculous. I truly can't afford this bullshit at this point anymore.
I'm a bit excited for our show I do admit. At least a couple of dozen people are coming out again, playing some new blasphemies we've been polishing up the few months since the last show. More will follow in the Spring and Summer most definitely. This one is just to get back into it again, see the demand, interest and all out there and then it's time to decide what to do with the keyboardist and Dave, finish at least 2-5 tracks before March, then make a wise selection for the Cold, Raw Demo. Don't want it to sound polished or anything this time around. Poor men with not much of a budget trying to make it sound pish posh? Ridiculous. Hence, a more Black, Thrash with some Industrial + epic tints of originality will be chosen for this compilation.
As far as set goes I think we have it pretty much done.
And the Winter Winds Tear Thy Flesh
Self-Destruction
Burn Baby Burn
No Remorse
Into the Witches Storm
and if time is allowed: Nargaroth, Inauguration, Virgin Whore/Eyes orrr Manowar (fuck forbid)
I still must attempt to fix that wonderful fog machine of ours (must find a new engine/pump) or worst comes to worst, rent one out.
I think I've addressed most of what was on my mind for the moment.
I leave yet another memo i may glance now and then to keep me on track.
>Research Interview Project
>Research Myspace Data collection and Tabulation
> Advertising Starbucks presentation
All this due within the first week of February. Joy. After the 20th it shall be pure slavery for this man.
And still, no key to the studio. The cherry on top. I called the office chick who was sick last week, said the manager would call me tonight. NOTHING. Tomorrow i shall serve a verbal shitstorm and have full intents of heading down there Wednesday morning. My blood has boiled with that matter.
PS: This blog lacks any coherent structure or flow. Just like my thoughts on many nights.
Tah.