Free as a Bee (Moth)

"I'm free now to direct a movie

sing a song, or write a book about yours truly

how I'm so interesting, I'm so great

I'm really just a fuckup and it's such a waste

to burn down these walls around me

flexing like a heartbeat

we don't like to speak

don't talk to me for about a week

I'm sorry, it just hurts to explain

there's something going on that makes my guts ache

I got guilt, I got fear, I got regret

I'm just a panic-stricken waste I'm such a jerk

I was honest, I swear

the last thing I want to do

honest, I swear

the last thing I want to do

is ever cause you pain

I'm free now

free to look out the window

free to live my story

free to sing along

I'm free now to direct a movie

sing a song, or write a book about yours truly

how I'm so interesting, I'm so great

but I'm really just a fuckup, it's such a waste

to burn down these walls around me

flexing like a heartbeat

we don't like to speak

don't talk to me for about a week

I'm sorry, it just hurts to explain

there's something going on that makes my guts ache inside

I got guilt, I got fear, I got regret

I'm just a panic-stricken waste I'm such a jerk

I was honest, I swear

the last thing I want to do

honest, I swear

the last thing I want to do

is ever cause you pain"

Stomper Stomp

Unfortunately my best friend, ally, and sexcapade co-author, is leaving the band due to life circumstances. I totally understand and am deeply saddened... forever I will dream and think of the music that was never created.

Fortunately Subaru Weekends are immortal and continue to live on!

Life was Deservingly Observant.

So I'm sitting caddy corner at a dance club deep in Atlanta. All I think about is to realize how fun and hilarious this subculture continues to retain stupid ideals.

What makes this a post is simply how retarded the scene is. Sorry I don't fit in; I would back home, but this is the life I decided to forego to find a true inner meaning. And am glad for it.

Nirvana Will Have Her Revenge

"It's so relaxing. To hear that you're asking whenever you get your way. It's so soothing to know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same"

I Need It

No I mean it. But really temptation might be the basis of our reality, however culture continues to define every feeling and action. Not to seem generic, but when you compare the ideals of the modern thought to those of the 20's you realize the correlation between the Speak Easy rebellion to the Sonic Youth Revolt. That's why music sucks right now; it's why everyone around me doesn't get that they have been there and done that while refusing to realize subjection.

Unique.

When shit hits the fan true identity becomes shattered

Locals

What happened to Athens? Why have all the rock driven locals suddenly vanished from the youth ranks and been replaced with hipster "I don't give a fuck" people who show no appreciation for the greater whole?

I am not tarnishing the reputation of the great fans and people I've met around at town, simple asking the world why so many fantastic acts go unnoticed while annoying rock bands flourish in this town nowadays. Hmmmm seems like the game is afoot with this mystery.

Barons of Tang

Btw the Barons of Tang headlined our Friday night set. They are from Melbourne, Australia and absolutely kill their live show. Some of the sharpest antics and incredible grooves blasted out from the Caledonia. Gypsy Deathcore will forever hold a fond place in my heart!

Been Around While

Once again, slack effort on blogging recently. The lack of much spare time can be deemed the culprit, or my own unfinished and evolving thoughts. Life seems to be flying by my eyes but then again thats summer in Athens for you. Fortunately any time spent Subaru Weekending with SDJ engrains all the memories I will retain from this awkward transition phase of my life.

Definitely my first post using my iPad, so if it shows up strange blame technology!

Music has been swirling through many dimensions over the past 2 months. Josie constantly demands to be taught new tricks and my fingers have delicately and violently been perfecting our craft. Swimming in the depths of new influences and experiences, an average walk in the park with her creates melodies and infectious notes that spark the inner soul. By miming others, learning new tunes, and just expanding my musical horizon, I have found myself in love with what I am doing.

This isn't a blessing or a curse, it's simply beautiful

Last Friday The Falcones took he stage under familiar light. However the crowd was raging, a mob scene in most other venues, to our tunes. In response we cut loose the boundaries of the performance and unleashed a rare breed of rock n roll. Had it not been for a slight hesitation, I might have done something really stupid at the end of that set.

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