"FUCK YOU!

I can't say what I want to...
Even if I'm not serious.
I can't say what I want to...
Even if I'm not serious, things like

Fuck yourself..
Go Fuck yourself...
You Piece of SHIT, why don't you go, and
Just KILL YOURSELF!
For sayin'

I can't say what I want to!
Even if I'm not serious!
I can't say what I want to
Even IF
I'M JUST KIDDING!!!!

Yes...

People tell me what to say...
What to think, and what to play
I said,
People tell me what to say
What to think and what to PLAY!

I can't say what I want to!
Even if I'm not serious!
I can't say what I want to
Even IF
I'M JUST KIDDING!!!!

....Go fuck yourself....
---You piece of shit---
Just go get fucked...
WHY DON'T YOU GO FUCK
YOURSELF!!!!!!!!!!!

People tell me what to say...
What to think, and what to play
I said,
People tell me what to say
What to think and what to PLAY!

People tell me what to say...
What to think, and what to play
I said,
People tell me what to say
What to think and what to PLAY!

Just kidding.

Just kidding.

Just Kidding.

"We're about to have a feast!"

Of your childhood and imortal soul

Two times now!!
I've been-- struck down
By a voice that Speaks
From deep-- beneath
The Endless water that's

Twice as clear as Heaven,
Twice as loud as reason...
Deep and rich, like silt on a riverbed
And just as never-ending

The current's mouth below me...
Opens up around me...
Suggests and beckons, all while swallowing...

Surrounds! and Drowns! and
Washes me away!!

...But I'm so comfortable?
Too comfortable...

Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up,
You're saturating me!

How could I let THIS bring me
Back to my knees???

*sigh*
Third time now! 
I've been-- Baptized by a voice that
Screams-- from deep--
Beneath the cold and black water that's

Half as high as Heaven,
Half as clear as reason...
Clear and black like silt on a riverbed
And Just as never-ending

The current's mouth below me...
Opens up around me
Suggests and beckons, all while swallowing...

Surrounds! and Drowns! and
Washes me away!!

But I'm so comfortable?
Too comfortable...

Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up,
You're saturating me!
How could I let this happen?

Why don't you kill me?
I am Weak and
Numb and
Insignificant!!

How could I let THIS bring me
Back to my knees???

You said, you lied
Eu--phor--i--a
You said, you lied
Eu--phor--i--a

Then I saw that, I was here,
Then I knew that,
Again, begun, the fear that

I'M BACK DOWN! IN
THE UNDERTOW
I'M HELPLESS AND AWAKE!
I'M IN
THE UNDERTOW
THERE DOESN'T SEEM TO BE ANY WAY!
OUT! OF
THE UNDERTOW

You! Swore! To! Me!
Eu--phor--i--a!!!
AHHHHHHHHH
Oh.

I feel the need to reach out for help.
I also dont want that help to come.
My remaining ET friends are strangers. Like neighbors from thenext street that I see everyday, but they have no fucking clue who I am. I dont know them either.

I dont want to say "I'm depressed."
I dont want you to answer "Whats wrong?"
Whats wrong? Whats WRONG?

I do not have the energy to explain 20 years of a broken home, domestic violence, poverty, inadequacy, mental illness, physical abuse, massive anxiety, schoolastic failure, drug abuse, insolvency, isolation, abandonment, betrayal, heartbreak, despair, identity crisis, and just plain hard luck to you fucking people.

You know what asking for help gets me? A knife inthe back.
Im not allowed to mention other Elftownians in a negative fashion in my diary. So Im just gonna think of everyone on here who expressed love or at least compassion towards me and donot talk to me anymore onhere. Then I'm just gonna list numbers.

1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.

Thats just off the top of my head. I admit that two of em werent really my friends. But three of them I loved. Truly did.

And this is all just venting. If the thought has occurred to you that Im a basketcase and you should just move on with your day?
CONGRATULATIONS!!!
You are 100% correct! Every last one of those people I just listed blocked me on a day I was horribly depressed and begged them for help.

I know Im the common denominator in that equation. I know Im not a pleasant person. I know Im just a bad fucking egg. Im not kidding.


As an addict and alcoholic, let me enlighten you blessed normal people with manageable lives what exactly creates a drug addict. Its not what you think.

At some point, when we become adults, we grow a bit jaded about things we were told growing up.
No, not all of us can be president. Not all of us can be astronauts.
There ARE some things that stay out of reach. Sometimes "doing your best" isnt enough.
We learn lessons from that. We learn compromise, gratitude, and humility.

What drives a person to seek anesthetic at the cost of their entire lives? What pain causes a man to forsake his family? Forsake his future?

I know my story isnt everyone's. But I guarantee you this part occurs at least temporarily in every addict.

Its when you find out that your "best" doesnt even make you a good person. When you try so fucking hard to be good that the failure robs you of sleep. When the hatred and disgust of those around you persists even when you stay awake all night trying to discover what your mistakes were nd how to learn from them. When you find out the love of your life left you and didnt even have the courage to tell you why. When your best friend is comfortable with using you for money and leaving you fucked up and alone when you really need him.

When your heart wants to love, and be loved, more than anything in the world. When there isnt anyfucking thing you wouldnt sacrifice to have someone care, anyone, because you cant find one fucking single redeeming thing in your own character. When the last time you felt an emotion like pride, or contentment was more than a fucking decade ago. You know, barring the time you spent with that woman who was cheating on you for two weeks and broke up with you and blamed the whole fucking thing on you.

I should be dead. If suicide was in my nature, I would have killed myself and probably in my grief and rage taken others with me.

You wanna know why kids shoot up schools? Its because they have no control. They want to have friends. They want a dad and a mom who gives a shit their alive. They want a god that answers prayers and a girl that thinks their amazing and a talent that gives them identity.

And none of those things existed in their lives. Not one. They went insane because they had no effect on the world around them. No power, no choice, no respite, no sanctuary. And they snapped.

And by the end all they wanted was god to answer. Or mommy to hold them. Or their peers to respect them. They wanted to begood and the world would not allow it.

Guess what? Hitler was gay. Hitlers father beat him. His mother died when he was13. His WWI comrades made fun of him. He got a bravery medal, but they never respected him. They ostracized him. He wanted to be an artist, but he was rejected from half the art schools in europe. He wanted to be a poet, and nobody would publish him. He wrote Mein Kampf alone, familyless, friendless, and cold, in a closet sized cell in prison.

You wanna call him evil now? Do you wanna curse his soul? Or do you just want to curse the universe for being unfeeling and uncaring and fucking brutal?

I hate people. I hate me. Sometimes I dont even fucking care if you know it or not.

Funny, I thought guards usually sent you a message when they edit your house or diary. Either that, or I need to write a new cellphone rant... -_-

Something has to change.
Undeniable dilemma...
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.

Constant..over..stimulation numbs me
But I would not want you
Any other way

It's just NOT ENOUGH
I NEED MORE!
Nothing seems to SATISFY!
I don't WANT IT,
I JUST NEED IT:

To breathe, to feel, to know
I'm alive!

Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax,
turn around and take my hand.

I can. help you change
Tired moments into pleasure
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way...

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort deep within you
'till You will not want me
Any other way

But it's NOT ENOUGH
I NEED MORE!
Nothing seems to SATISFY!
I don't WANT IT,
I just NEED IT:

To breathe, to feel, to know
I'm alive!

Knuckle deep inside the borderline
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.....

......
Chupa, minha, pica, pichu,
Abra, salabim, kadabra, kazam
Chupa, minha, pica, pichu
Say the magic words....
......

I'M ALIVE!


Something kinda sad about
The way that things turn out to be.
Desensitized to everything,
What became of subtlety??

And...
How can it mean anything to me?
If I really don't feel a thing at all? Yet...

I'll
   KEEP
        DIGGING!!
'Till
  I
   FEEL

SOMETHING!

Re-runs!
Because I can. Gravity's Union

I flew headfirst! Into the light
Weightless, Crisscrossing-precise
In a dream- Or was it life?

Inside this door! All answers wait
So saddle up, my steed
Where the lies live, way beneath

Oh my-- I think I've made a mess
This is all my fault
It's what I wished

And I was wrong
To let you go!
I accept my mistake!!
But you will never know

This is my love--Into a
TEN
TON
Truck!!!
Baby, please
Remember the better me?

No time to change my life
In mid-air before
Our maximum reach outpaced
Apart, pictureless, retreat

A terror meets the truth
No longer who-
We now know what we must do
Shadow dance across the roof

...Contact the life- you used to know
I'm Gravity, the world in tow

And I was wrong
To let you go!
I accept my mistake!!
But you will never know

This is my love--Into a
TEN
TON
Truck!!!
Baby, please
Remember the better me?

Driver, may I sleep with you, tonight?
Numbered uncertainty! past
City limits--Soul strewn diary
The roar of the Engine won't cease!!!

All of my Love and Heart- Spilled in this car
Picture me: the perfect enemy
Our lives- Once one, colided up, then beyond
In this fatal posibility

I am yours
I am your Prise.

.. ..
We waved "welcome aboard"
We waved "welcome aboard"
We waved welcome
Aboard-aboard-aboard-aboard and
In my eyes
I
Drowned you...

*beep*.....*beep*....*beep*.....*beep*...

Has he forgotten his place?
Baited the hook, and let it sink?
No cause for alarm!!
Enter the Master:
I am Dr. Straight

Scalpel! Keep that lung in place!
Nurse! IV needs refilling!
Now watch the brain!
Responding quite normal

This Life I Can Save!

*badass blues solo, angels whispering*

Every man has a point
Where he breaks or conjoins
Among pressures that flood
To complicate

Matters close to the heart
They define who we are
Do we love? Do we hate?
We are only our fate
The meat...
Meat... meat...
...

And We understood the unmistakeable
To romantics.. On holiday
And how...
They... Stole our
Love...love....


CAGED!!!!
Locked in Perpetual Motion!
Carving our Wounds wide open!
But you let the Wrong one in!!
HA-HA! HA-haa

CAGED!!!!
(HEY, BABY)
Locked in Perpetual Motion!
(WE UNDERSTOOD!)
Carving our Wounds wide open!
(WE UNDERSTOOD!)
But you let the Wrong one in!
(YOU FORGOT IT ALL!)
Ah-HA! HA-HA

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

My lols of the day.

Believer!
Your spotlight's on the subject so incorrect
and Suggestion!
Suggests that I'm someone you should
Not respect

And you wear your facade so well,
Covered up in your Plastic Shell!
You're a liar
To everyone around you so
Don't forget

Face the Honest Truth:
You were NEVER you!
Oooh, ooh,

and I'll be Defiant
The Lion
Give them a FIGHT that will open their eyes

Hangman hooded
Softly swingin'
Don't close the Coffin yet!
I'M ALIVE!!!

and it's homecoming...
and it's homecoming...

do You remember?
When there was no wrong deed that I could do?
So young!
Biting off way more than I could chew..

But One day I grew too Old!
And my cares became theirs to mold!
Please accept this
As my resignation,
It's nothing new


Face the Honest Truth:
You were NEVER you!
Oooh, ooh,

and I'll be Defiant
The Lion
Give them a FIGHT that will open their eyes

Hangman hooded
Softly swingin'
Don't close the Coffin yet!
I'M ALIVE!!!

NO,
I'm alive....

-------
*echoing far away*
"It's not as if I intended to face this fate, to sail off the end of the world in question. In hubris, I sought the ends of humanity, of reality, of existance.
There is no other just dessert than death for that action. But I dove in anyways. Within the quintessence of God's gate, I wrung you heart from His grasp, defied his demons, and... and you were there. You, only you mattered.
And that's all I lived for then, and now.
And for you, my favorite,
Death is an unthinkably small price to pay."
-------
And I will now Bleed
For what I
Believe!
No more mistakes
For them to make
For me!

So GOODBYE!
It's MY TIME!
To be....
To be....

this,
The Honest Truth!
You were NEVER you!
Oooh, ooh,

and I'll be Defiant
The Lion
Give them a FIGHT that will open their eyes

Hangman hooded
Softly swingin'
Don't close the Coffin yet!
I'M ALIVE!!!

NO NO NO
I'M ALIVE!
You heard me, you heard me damn you!
NO!
I'M ALIVE!

Oh, I forgot to mention!

The MAXIMUM volume this phone has is best described as analogous to an 85 year old women with stage 4 emphasema whispering facing away from you from fifty yards. This phone is fucking silent. Big expensive headphones, giant stereos, I cant even hear my music. There literally is a huge market on the Google play store for apps called "Volume Boosters."

No, they do not work.

Ok, you people have heard my rants about how iphone 3s are defective, broken pieces of shit. You will probably never call Apple technology in general anything other than useless, offensively inferior bastard child products.

I recently got a google android phone. Now Im eating my words.

Is there anyway that we, collectively as a people, storm the offices of industry and fucking beat the shit out of the
M?

Oh, and the reason why that m is there and not where it belongs in that sentance is because this phone, like my iphone before it, is positively useless and enragingly broken as a writing tool. The cursor cannot be used. It doesnt go where youclick. There is no way to predict where the fucking cursor will go.it cant be moved either. I just sit here and try to click where I want it... aand try (And fail) to drag it there.

All these typoes are because the auto-correct feature on this droid should be charged with sex offense as it rapes everything I try to write, repeatedly correcting words that are actual words because it fucking thinks I mean something else. I'd call it a mother fucker, but you people would see " money trucker" instead. I literally had to reformat the keyboard program to turn it off. I had to, because turning auto-correct OFF has no bearing on that. It remains on whether I turn it off or not.

Despite this being a Google fucking phone, and google owns Youtube, its damn near imposdible to use youtube. I cant pause youtube or it will restart the video when I press play. It will be sure to replay the prevideo add, as well. Its impossibletowarch a video because, for example, it will take 30 seconds to start playing a five minute video, play four seconds, buffer for another fifteen seconds, play roughly 3/4 of a second, then buffer again, repeat ad nauseum.

Fuck this phone. Fuck cellular phone designers. Fuck AT&T, fuck google, fuck apple
I dont even use Google anymore. Specifically because of this phone, which is supposed to make google easy, i use bing. Fuck you, google.

Fuck androids. Fuck the information age, and fuck all these corporations and fuck their gullible, slack jawed, masochistic customer base. This is bullshit.,

I think/Now I must/A reason
I see all.



She gave her heart
To a falling star-
The news filled her through with this tragedy
All the walls went up

Around the world she declines
As the tears-From her eyes-Fall
No one understands, and no one will
All she has lost

If he's not here, then where?
If he's not here, then where?
If he's not here, then where?
If he's not here, then where?

As she found It there
In the cold, blue glare
The words distressed and unfamiliar
Where the fear links here

And emptiness had hope
And in her chest she clenched
Reality settles as the memories waste
While on the screen he lived

She teared
"Your selfishness has robbed you
Of the man you could've been."
Yet I wouldn't change a thing-About you
I love you dearly,
My friend.

If he's not here, the when?
If he's not here, then when?
My love,
I've been searching for my Afterman
If he's not here, then when?
If he's not here, then when?
My love!
I've been searching for
Searching for my Afterman...

There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me

Waiting like a stalking butler
Who upon the finger rests
Murder now, the pattern must we?
Just because the Son has come?

Jesus, wont you fucking whistle ?
Something but to pass the time?
Jesus, wont you fucking whistle
Something but to pass the time?

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over, and
Why can't we drink forever?
I just want to start this over...

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me, and fall as well
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down

Mother Mary, won't you whisper
Something but the past and done?
Mother Mary, won't you whisper
Something but the past and done

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over!
And why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over
And I....

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me, and fall as well
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave

Trust me,
Trust me,
Trust me,

Trust me.

Trust me.

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start things over!
And why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over
And I...

I want
What I want.
I want
What I want.
I want
What I want.
I want!
What I want.

I try not to be a douche with my opinions on sensitive topics. I'llmock your taste in music, clothes, philosophy, and your current stats on the Douchebagocity Spectrum, but I try not to poke at politics or religion or sexuality or ethnic heritage, etc.

That being said, I also do not frequent social networking sites, or watch tv, or do a lot of other things 99% of the world population enjoys.
But you guys/gals do.

So I wanted to tell you, especially those of you in America, about something important I've been learning about.

It's common knowledge that the American political system is corrupt. It is so brutally corrupt that many people I know are revolted by the mere mention of "politics" as a topic. Nobody wants to acknoledge the elephant in the room, or beat the rotting dead horse. The American political system is intensely polarized, religously charged, and full of zealous supporters on both sides.

I have discovered the true source of my country's illness. It is not liberal or conservative concept.
It is not a religious concept.
It actually has nothing to do with the American people.

It does, however, have something to do with something called "Personage."
CORPORATE PERSONAGE to be exact.

It costs an average of 10.7 MILLION dollars to run a successful campaign to be elected into the US Senate. Virtually none of that money comes from middle class citizens (or lower middle class. Or upper. Or anyone anywhere ner the poverty line.(
Probably less than one percent of that money comes from small businesses, or individual donars.

That money comes from gigantic corporations.
Fucking colossal corporations.

"Corporate Personage" simply means that Corporations are allowed to donate to political campaigns in the same way as any individual US citizen is allowed to. That way is "However the fuck they wany to."

It's bribary, plain and simple.

If youre a bigtime facebook user, or you like tumblr, or any of that crap, I request you look at www.wolf-pac.com

If you like what you see, share it onthose sites. Share it like fucking mad. Spread the word. Please.

there must be something we can eat
maybe find another lover
should I fly to Los Angeles?
find my asshole brother?

minnie mouse has grown up a cow
davie's on sale again
we kissy kiss in the rear view
we're so bored, you're to blame

Try to see it once my way?
Everything zen? Everything zen?
I don't think so!

raindogs howl for the century
a million dollars a steak
as you search for your demi-god
and you fake with a saint

There's no sex in violence
There's no sex in violence
There's no sex in violence!

Try to see it once my way?
Everything zen? Everything zen?
I don't think so

I don't believe that elvis is dead
I don't believe that elvis is dead 
don't believe that elvis is

No sex in violence
There's no sex in violence

In general.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will!
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bull--shit--three--ring
SsssCircus... SssssSide-Show!!!

of Freaks!
Here in this--hopeless fucking
Hole we call "L.A."
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away!
Any fucking time Any fucking day.
Learn to swim!!!
I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Fret for your figure, and Fret for your latte,
And Fret for your lawsuit, and Fret for your hairpiece,
and Fret for your prozac, and Fret for your pilot,
And fret for your contract, and Fret for your car.

It's a bull--shit--Three--Ring
SssCircus-- SssSideshow--

of freaks!!!
Here in this--Hopeless fucking
Hole we call "L.A."
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away!
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim!!!
I'll see you down in Arizona bay.
...

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot set still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will!
I sure could use a vacation from this stupid shit,
silly shit,
stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.
Learn to swim
Learn to swim
Learn to swim

LEARN TO SWIM!
Fuck L Ron Hubbard and Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all these gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes.
LEARN TO SWIM!
Fuck retro anything. Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies, and Fuck your short memory.
LEARN TO SWIM!
Fuck smiley glad-hands with hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional, insecure actresses.
LEARN TO SWIM!

Cuz I'm praying for mayhem!
I'm praying for tidal waves--
I wanna see the ground give way!

I wanna watch it all go down
Mom please flush it all away
I wanna see it go right in and down
I wanna watch it go right in
Mother Nature, flush it all away!


Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines!
I can't imagine why you wouldn't--
Welcome any change, my friend?

I wanna see it come down.
Suck it down.
Suck it down.
Suck it DOWN!


Yeah?
Yeah?
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.

To a certain Ashley surname, as metaphor.



Sleep on-- and dream of love
Because it's the closest you will get-- to love
Oh, Poor twisted child
So ugly. So ugly..
Poor twisted child
Oh, hug me. Oh, hug me

What November Spawned a Monster in the shape of this child?
Who later cried "But Jesus made me, so Jesus save me
" from pity, sympathy And people discussing me,
" this frame of useless limbs
"What can make good all the bad that's been done?"

And if the lights were out could you even bear
To kiss her full on the mouth or anywhere?
oh?

Poor twisted child,
So ugly. So ugly.
Poor twisted child,
Oh, hug me. Oh, hug me.

What November Spawned a monster in the shape of this child?
Who must remain: A hostage to kindness and the wheels underneath her
A hostage to kindness and the wheels underneath her
And symbol of where mad, mad lovers must pause and draw the line!

So sleep-- and dream of love
'Cuz it's the closest you will get-- to love

That November is the time which I must put out of my mind!

Oh, one fine day! Let it be soon!
She won't be rich or beautiful..
But she'll be walking your streets!
In the clothes that she went out and chose for herself.

This is a poem I wrote back when I was fifteen. I wrote it for a friend of mine who was undergoing a lot of bad shit in her family life. I thought of it earlier today...just randomly. I wanted to post it here, because Its kind of cool to know not everything I wrote back then was total crap.

"Give it"
by Darran Kern

Give, it to me
Before I steal it with my force
How much, all in all?
ALL, of course.

Give, it to me
Before I am forced to steal
How much, all in all?
ALL, for real.

Give, it to me
Before I steal it with my force
How much, all in all?
ALL, Divorce.

“Dead as dead can be,”
The doctor tells me
But I just can’t believe him, ever the optimistic one,
I’m sure of your ability
To become my perfect enemy

Wake up and face me
Don’t play dead, cause maybe
Someday, I will walk away and say,
“You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way...

Leaning over you here,
Cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection
of what you could and might have been.
It's your right, and your ability
To become my perfect enemy

Wake up, and face me
Don’t play dead, cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say
“You disappoint me!”
Maybe you’re better off this way

Maybe... maybe you're better off this way.
Maybe
Maybe you're better OFF!

Wake up! Why can't you?
And face me! Come on, now!
Don't play dead! cause maybe
Someday I’ll walk away and say,
“You fucking disappoint me!”
Maybe you’re better off this way!


Go ahead and play dead!
I know that you can hear this!
Go ahead and play dead.
Why can't you turn and face me?

(WAKE UP!)
Why can't you turn and face me?
(WAKE UP!)
Why can't you turn and face me?
(WAKE UP!)
Why can't you turn and face me?
(YOU!)
You Fucking Disappoint me!


Passive agressive bullshit.
Passive agressive bullshit.
Passive agressive bullshit.
Passive agressive bullshit.

Two hearts-- beat as one
Disguise your mind and feel the hope
This drone and buzz of our love

In time-- we move
This turning factor! Feel the groove,
Release the touch that moves you

Oh! this is HER! No regrets!
I embrace your defects
To confess: You were my every wish!
I admit: that I will never feel alone
Once I call.... You "Home."

OhhhhhHHHHH!

Push towards-- the dance floor
And together we'll show them who's boss
We'll set a fire once more!

Oh! This is HER! No regrets!
I embrace your defects
To confess: You were my every wish!
I admit: that I will never feel alone
Once I call.... You "Home."

Oh, maybe it's not now!!!!
Or later-- Till you save the best for last
I want to be everything you need!

Oh! This is HER! No regrets!
I embrace your defects
To confess: You were my every wish!
I admit: that I will never feel--No I will never feel alone,

Our sum in monotone
Where the record spins around...
Please turn me over! Slide me into sleeve...


Oh girl, Please wait,
Please be Home.

Saw Coheed and Cambria live at the Fillmore Jackie Gleason theater in Miami beach. Its a theater best kniwn for being the set of "The Honeymooners" tv show. Its now the location of the best musical experience of my life.

Unfortunately, today's (technically yesterday's) picture is not of me. No, "The Afterman" is Claudio Sanchez, lead singer and melodic guitarist for Coheed and Cambria. They were mind blowing, and I was right by the stage. It was everything I hoped for and more.