Mixes=love

Its cliche anymore but completely true. And 8tracks.com is my savior. Found a cool thing and made my own mix. It's ver eclectic but fun. You should all make one. :D

THE RULES:

The title must be a quote from a movie.

1. A song from the last record you bought.
2. A "blues" song. Does not have to be from a blues record, but a song that is labeled "_________ blues".
3. A song that will get you going in the morning.
4. A song from one of the earliest records that you can remember listening to.
5. A song discovered from a film.
6. A song about transportation (cars, trains, planes, etc).
7. A song from an artist/band that you don't normally like, with the exception of this one.
8. A song with a colour in the title.
9. A song with a number in the title.
10. A song that mentions a religious character/religion.
11. A song about a book (or books in general).
12. A funny song.
13. A cover song.
14. A song that you discovered through a mix tape given to you.
15. A song that reminds you of high school.
16. A song that is perfect for a quiet, rainy day.
17. A song with the word "Look" in the title.
18. Your favourite Beatles song.
19. A song by someone who is now deceased.
20. Any song.

soggy sidewalk blues

it raining on the inside
yea raining on my mind
outside the sky opened
and the ocean poured down
insensitive to my opened skull
its been leaking in ever since that day

and now my jeans are wet
soaked to the bone
they drag the ground and tear
and though theyre on my legs
i fell the weight on my insides
i thought of trying to take them off
but i dont have another pair

so i continue walking
the jeans continue to gather water weight
and the seams start to split
but i wont throw them away
i'll get clashing patterns
and fix them some other day
but for now i feel like calling it quits

b.c my heart is wearing soaking wet jeans
the hole in my head is leaking
so they'll never dry out
and though i try
i cant peel them off

WHOA!

I live in a Dollhouse now. These are some of the things I painted in the Dollhouse.

My Wall!

Adding more lyrics in the future. Including but not limited to the Counting Crows, Paul Westerberg, Tegan and Sara, I-95, Chickpeas, and mooooore Replacements. Maybe a lil ben folds too.

Mike's face.


A Ganesh coffee table. He loves KISS. Ace Frehley is his favorite.

What does it taste like...some kinda treat?

How many hippies can this monster eat?

This has been in my head for a week. So i finally barfed it out throw my hand onto my sketchbook and it falls short of my expectations. But thats usually the case for me. Inside my head is far cooler than what comes out for other people to see. So try to enjoy....maybe? or dont enjoy it at all. fuggit.

and of course, some shit i wrote at 2am. im not quite sure what made it happen, but its about shaving my head so i figured i'd share.

oh i bet she'll be so pretty
she'll be cute as hell
the girl he finally goes with
she'll have the right hair, the right songs
she'll be wonderful
and i can tell you
that she'll never be me
its never me
gonna shave my head
and scream
b.c it'll never be me
please, please dont like me
b.c i'll never like you back
i always want the things i cant have
but im sure if i got em
i would throw it right back
dont know if i want it to be me
never me
my mind cant be made up
so i scream
not sure if i want it to be me

Hey brah...gotta light?

i saw it all every day
every piece
of the big puzzle
i woke up alone
every morning
even though i hear voices
coming up the hall
they penetrate the walls
but i am deaf to these things i hear
every morning
the same people
but i am alone
the puzzle goes unsolved
but i see in clarity
how it would go together
but i have been jamming the same piece
into the wrong slot
in my head
i am screaming
somewhere i am crying
but my eyes just refuse to water
i am emotionally crippled
you give me a smile
i wonder why
why am i obsessed
i see the pieces
i see the answers
but i dont own them
i cant control them
and i am pulling myself apart
soon the seams will bust
picking up the pieces
i will light it all on fire.

Just waitin' for paint to dry...

...all this time is just floatin by
i try to hurry
the wet canvas takes its time
rush the process
meddle in business that aint your own
my hands were in the red
and i smothered the board in haste
why dont you slow down kid
take a breath
while your waitin for the paint to dry
but i just dont got the time
put your records on
and let the mind melt
no no no
i laid here enough
lettin your voice trash my brain
i've got the world to conquer
and no time to do it in
a handfull of blue
i ground into the canvas
and seeing the destruction
i took my heavy hand
coated in that days defeat
bandaged my heart in notes and tunes
and waited for the paint to dry...

a tribute to my soul sista. she's smokin' hot and her voice is a force to be reckoned with.

i will begin with a cop out...

It has come to my attention in the last couple weeks that shop rite has consumed my soul and left me with little creative time to spare. So, in order to save myself from the mundane world of scones i decided to re-create this here blog and post cool things i make. Which i plan to make every week. Kinda like owen's daily comic that is not so daily, or weekly, or monthly....maybe something will come around in a year. i dunno, i keep clicking on it hoping for something good. each time i just get disappointment. i'll set my goals a little lower and try for a week. then when i hop aboard the ss failboat you all can be mad at me for not fulfilling my promises. if you read this...are you reading this? i'm talking to the internet, all by my lonesome. and now for my first submission...something you've already seen! Hooray! don't blame me, blame it on the 8th grade celebration dance that used up all my black spray paint. i had some sexy soul paintin for ya'll, but i suppose that will be for next week.

Anyway, a tribute to one of my favorite bands. If ya can't figure it out by lookin' at it, maybe ya just aren't meant to know. And you prolly don't belong in bug city either. SO GET THE FUG OUT!

This is my attempt at capturing what this band looks like to me, without just paintin' their faces. And errything in there has some significance. And i think its kinda rad so far.

ROK AND ROLL!!