According to Google, it's been 4.084 years since I wrote in this godforsaken pixel vortex. I find that hard to believe on multiple fronts. First, as we all know, I'm really just not SO old that 1491 days goes by that fast and I fail to notice. Did I even have a motorcycle then? Did I actually even play music? Had I ever made a recording that ( Read more... )

Liar, liar, pants on fire.
This doesn't really count as an update, but if you want to hear the different things I've recorded, go to
www.myspace.com/thermopylaerecordings

I never touch this thing. I lurk and look at friend's pages, but I don't "update" or "post". Just lurk. If you're actually hoping to know about what's happening with me, look in any of the following places.
www.xanga.com/iamredarrow
www.myspace.com/iamredarrow
www.myspace.com/silencetheepilogue

I haven't updated this in so long that I can't seem to get the new interface. Mine's new. This is probably really old to the rest of you. Or maybe you all use clients. No one cares. I'm done ( Read more... )

Dear Lord it is nice to play a show. I mean, really. 3 months?! That's a long time.

So, actually, every single thing has changed. Take everything the last post said, and nullify it. Except that life's still good and I still got Gus.
If you see a flyer for Silence the Epilogue, come see that show, as that's me.

So, a lot has changed.

My girlfriend and I are no longer, since she's now my fiancee. As in, engaged and stuff.
We got a puppy, and he is amazing. His name is Gus.
We got a new phone, so the old Keith-doesn't-answer game is over.

And for info's sake, I work at Trade Secret in the mall now.

Recording 12 hours a day and then all of a sudden I'm just working 5 in the mall. Sad thing is, I make more in that 5 than in about thirty of the recordings. With the exceptions of the Joneses.

Well. Moving just takes it right out of you. And your stuff. And your pocketbook. But not your social life, bitches. Um, yes.

My woman is gone.