tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11329957422514552792024-02-06T21:38:42.296-08:00Still Ill....fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-2450690862178472322009-05-06T22:49:00.000-07:002009-05-06T22:52:53.310-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDUlvdWc0JEI0RXB31DaBzefxjEscLmaKVwUgiqq9GZ22Au_H7KTBpf7ip4Op2p6XbIclmSnWdpmRNOWQp2xWVUg3GcR_XVK1fkDWcAI72M2pR9Eq-vJXVBvAz_da2zHRgtOK9c-eBEo/s1600-h/3478047249_0c9b08e225.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDUlvdWc0JEI0RXB31DaBzefxjEscLmaKVwUgiqq9GZ22Au_H7KTBpf7ip4Op2p6XbIclmSnWdpmRNOWQp2xWVUg3GcR_XVK1fkDWcAI72M2pR9Eq-vJXVBvAz_da2zHRgtOK9c-eBEo/s320/3478047249_0c9b08e225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332955323914602226" /></a>Zoe: "what?!"<div>Me: "i don't know?"</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-91764240587846933012009-05-06T22:36:00.000-07:002009-05-06T22:40:57.615-07:00Springtime<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; ">There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind<br />Remembers when there was a time when we danced<br />And we laughed spent some time drinking wine<br />And somewhere in there there's a little child without a thought<br />Without a doubt that every cloud is silver lined<br />He is warm and everything is new and everything is clean<br />And everything is free and there were still so many things to see<br />So many things so many things left to be very small drop in the<br />Middle of the big sea of high and mighty things<br />Your fascination is larger than life your brand new appetite<br />As though we'd invented it and we danced<br />There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind<br />Remembers things perhaps as they should have been<br />Rather than the lies rather that the cruelty<br />That sometimes we were guilty of as everybody knows<br />We were only young and really couldn't have known<br />We were very young and though it's nice to know there's a place to go<br />There's still so many things left to see<br />Little drop in the middle of the big sea of high and mighty things<br />Your fascination is larger than life your brand new appetite<br />And there's springtime in my mind and I'd rather be alive<br />As though we'd invented it and we danced<br />It could have been the longest time and I'll remember it<br />You don't know what's in store when we laugh...</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;">Maybe one day?</span></div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-29727205466893958302009-05-04T23:35:00.001-07:002009-05-04T23:59:51.455-07:00The new BLK..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-F1yWBCzJJPSeD8w3489OZkG744FAWXYF1eqrXhe2oAw1ZXWuhdY-CS8oqQ1dJygEALyW21TEKv3MUe2QHf-nnKCoa4fW-JIvFqd8qlZDDO1YuUNCz_IlRX9KNaxgUFZZcPaNCTAvLY/s1600-h/04130993.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ-F1yWBCzJJPSeD8w3489OZkG744FAWXYF1eqrXhe2oAw1ZXWuhdY-CS8oqQ1dJygEALyW21TEKv3MUe2QHf-nnKCoa4fW-JIvFqd8qlZDDO1YuUNCz_IlRX9KNaxgUFZZcPaNCTAvLY/s320/04130993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332230797410853810" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So blogging has become an obsession of mine as of late. Not my own, as one can tell but more of yours.. Reading stories of show memories and old photos of a lost age and shall we say a lost art?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lost music and ideas, the things that still hold me to this world and a sense of youth. This was my family, my wonder and my dreams.. All to a soundtrack that was growing and developing in its own right. I hear the records I grew up with, the memory of first hearing/buying them and the times it got me through. Like life its evolved and now we have it all nice and digital for all you new assclowns to revel in. As we grow older we grow colder....</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was more than music.</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-1335913708250151302009-05-02T23:52:00.000-07:002009-05-02T23:53:46.288-07:00Sun Heights<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: Verdana; "><a name="7"><br />Have you ever felt so desperate? have you ever felt so dense inside?<br />Everything turns grey and desolate, everything feels weathered and fragile<br />Everyone you thought you loved, took you for a ride in a city called 'fucked'<br />And smashed through your dreams, head first down a one way street, singing<br />'I don't know where things went wrong for me', amidst nightmares by the fucking<br />Sea, dancing at thirty three, wishing desperately for clarity<br />And this isn't how I pictured me, afraid to grow into the man I aspired to be<br />Everyday, this is why events unnerve me.<br /><br />In the shadow of the greatest man, I feel naked, the lonely one, untouched by the rising sun<br />Desperation crashed down on me, endlessly I reach for nothing, amidst the waves of eternity.<br /><br />I'm on my own against the world and I've never felt so fucking cold.</a></span>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-7619263291493530152009-05-02T23:50:00.000-07:002009-05-05T00:02:06.040-07:00App me..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7yjjOVIlZ7b02WzV86ZthHdrED3jfGY6lFxH7VBZ6tfLRMzY66Vex2yKBztJRm7Q6YUz7SewdqBwVOlOvWt-CZRbRAhX7rELkG8GOvVFZL6i-fnsVzQwd9jVB5OV13HobgrBABwg5Go/s1600-h/biltwell-iphone.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7yjjOVIlZ7b02WzV86ZthHdrED3jfGY6lFxH7VBZ6tfLRMzY66Vex2yKBztJRm7Q6YUz7SewdqBwVOlOvWt-CZRbRAhX7rELkG8GOvVFZL6i-fnsVzQwd9jVB5OV13HobgrBABwg5Go/s320/biltwell-iphone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331486761306416658" /></a><br />This would be a great app hey...<div>What more could one want? Motos and ladies...</div><div>Im sold, someone make it happen..</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-34407712469587722342009-04-30T22:37:00.001-07:002009-04-30T22:39:20.486-07:00TheCurse<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_pmtQj_PyHXqVAepX90CZbvxa7EGQbNheSyrcuUnyy76D6xed3Oa7EqUjceFXWWHHVJSK8vsdgfIQ6J018nGDMjOxjPRN06bENHKFyFIv1wYdRsrnRmPk12cByeIaikyOVsGLyKwDPbo/s1600-h/EB24.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_pmtQj_PyHXqVAepX90CZbvxa7EGQbNheSyrcuUnyy76D6xed3Oa7EqUjceFXWWHHVJSK8vsdgfIQ6J018nGDMjOxjPRN06bENHKFyFIv1wYdRsrnRmPk12cByeIaikyOVsGLyKwDPbo/s320/EB24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330725756712156834" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family:Times;"><div style="text-align: center;">For better or worse. Some ideas are poisonous.<br /></div></span>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-56943512830515277482009-04-28T22:00:00.000-07:002009-04-28T22:21:17.193-07:00Ian, I understand...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkEMCuNyUZw4FLi5L6SrjH6HJN8QadziKZVs9kmAsgsoXKbeh7g8sn58-wRVAsdcVe9pY3l118SDzUElNFNvJMiNDLPacu9tigbVJVAiMqasBW3_aqVQgH_VZPlGJXZvLe1YDOHbMD2tw/s1600-h/ian-curtis.gif"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkEMCuNyUZw4FLi5L6SrjH6HJN8QadziKZVs9kmAsgsoXKbeh7g8sn58-wRVAsdcVe9pY3l118SDzUElNFNvJMiNDLPacu9tigbVJVAiMqasBW3_aqVQgH_VZPlGJXZvLe1YDOHbMD2tw/s320/ian-curtis.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329973958687758386" /></a>Into the 2nd week of tracking the record DEATHLESS. I really haven't been doing much besides listening and staring at the ceiling from the couch. Used a full day getting guitar tones up. Messed a little with bass sound. Not really hearing anything I like but then again I'm just the dick who plays bass right? Though there hasn't been any labor on my part as of yet, but I must say it is throughly exhausting. The anxiety of months of writing, practicing and wondering just hangs like a hex in my head. Anxiety loves to fuck with me. Like the bastard child waiting to find their father. It has been a year that still brings me nightmares, all to be grateful for and nothing to show for it. <div>I am my great destroyer.</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-50325193983539724342009-04-25T22:40:00.000-07:002009-04-25T22:42:48.049-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrOCSu0S7IQFBxUQbRLr0JGZ56CglDEbCmtfgJfVHaKQWESL3dIJkr-WFnMNrwXiAV9JXhzKikxChYULwQ58bzm8RuIu1KUPpI-9E9XB1eKmmyD4TAvr0SflL6zvglb5_zkeK2bYuILE/s1600-h/l_5bf6e792e4ca4ae5b30d294a2bf7c3ab.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrOCSu0S7IQFBxUQbRLr0JGZ56CglDEbCmtfgJfVHaKQWESL3dIJkr-WFnMNrwXiAV9JXhzKikxChYULwQ58bzm8RuIu1KUPpI-9E9XB1eKmmyD4TAvr0SflL6zvglb5_zkeK2bYuILE/s320/l_5bf6e792e4ca4ae5b30d294a2bf7c3ab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328870856438272034" /></a>My head hurts, it aches from the running in circles.<div>All still seems to be the same, one step forward three back. We are the last of the loved ones, we are the last of the loving ones..</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-53970702887253125842009-04-24T23:42:00.000-07:002009-04-24T23:56:07.671-07:00Turning grey..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOa8n8hyZUXZXSI-UnHSR8Tiv5CdnWqNr5i8__gNogPVc7rRXWqC7WVXBD7aVWzq1J2hZrZ_oh5Hg-YRjXPk7-Rp-BZZGMZH-4Rg3StWeJRhKFxpjjcJvxq0FYnu8RImvCJV-hSwSQP4w/s1600-h/candle_0.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOa8n8hyZUXZXSI-UnHSR8Tiv5CdnWqNr5i8__gNogPVc7rRXWqC7WVXBD7aVWzq1J2hZrZ_oh5Hg-YRjXPk7-Rp-BZZGMZH-4Rg3StWeJRhKFxpjjcJvxq0FYnu8RImvCJV-hSwSQP4w/s320/candle_0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328519210866067154" /></a><br />So it's been awhile you say? Well I've just spent over 40 hours in the course of 3 days in the cess pool known as la... Drum tracking for "Deathless" is finished. Sounds beyond brutal and ramrod really nailed the tracks. Monday is the beginning of 4 weeks of guitars and what nots. I'm beyond anxious, it has been a long time coming.. This begins a cycle to the band and me. <div>I miss the road and all that comes with it. 365 days ago we met, fewer days than that, you became a memory. Life loves to do that. This ones for you....</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-48971980118516079262009-03-23T23:25:00.000-07:002009-03-23T23:32:45.184-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSwtrmRpcsH4eCc0qQEufQHnOdgAhbTcXOb0wpV2jzMGZ9CpTZXUnWQTLjcwJ4rZ9f8xaEL1Dcvc2E2gykhADy9eU4A7V8F4g5WBVGnAWH1S7Mewqsz0V3eJRC9pB_Y0moLYmIpWeYETY/s1600-h/boobs45sq.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSwtrmRpcsH4eCc0qQEufQHnOdgAhbTcXOb0wpV2jzMGZ9CpTZXUnWQTLjcwJ4rZ9f8xaEL1Dcvc2E2gykhADy9eU4A7V8F4g5WBVGnAWH1S7Mewqsz0V3eJRC9pB_Y0moLYmIpWeYETY/s320/boobs45sq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316637509019545010" /></a><br />5 more practices till we begin tracking for "deathless". Its been a long process but I believe it will be more than worth it. These songs are pretty smashing I must say... I can't wait to be out playing them. Restlessness be free? Idle hands do the devils work? The road helps me forget...<div>Restless hearts be free.</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-42730451334418670442009-03-14T23:28:00.000-07:002009-03-14T23:30:47.751-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhZj69KqfMExeFdGUYrbgG_XKGLVet_ooW8Vdtz7gcgAiKy-mNcyv1AJ1OklQjXVviqiS5QfbU7ybB-Xwxv7kIh6_IfImHkywdvqcb6Y5aq6UyFuO2iByS5AEQit-Xq6zHGFMRk0HruU/s1600-h/titties1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwhZj69KqfMExeFdGUYrbgG_XKGLVet_ooW8Vdtz7gcgAiKy-mNcyv1AJ1OklQjXVviqiS5QfbU7ybB-Xwxv7kIh6_IfImHkywdvqcb6Y5aq6UyFuO2iByS5AEQit-Xq6zHGFMRk0HruU/s320/titties1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313297800182038594" /></a>And my other hobby is.....fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-11317691035745368682009-03-14T23:25:00.000-07:002009-03-14T23:27:51.122-07:00ummmmm really? <div>for your enjoyment...</div><div>www.fupahunter.blogspot.com</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-76782379579680872972009-03-14T19:54:00.000-07:002009-03-14T19:57:56.451-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHlD9pBHMAbgBv8HUGHtbomPDGAhgYrmUssNBfp1tGTXefrt509FtWRISTuHqvEpNONtJjRERnwGzUvRF902ufOfBeLpblRx5OYVp70Pv0l29fffpqHK0ydlnsyBLwtXW5WQ77jXYRsls/s1600-h/31BMQPR1YPL._AA240_.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHlD9pBHMAbgBv8HUGHtbomPDGAhgYrmUssNBfp1tGTXefrt509FtWRISTuHqvEpNONtJjRERnwGzUvRF902ufOfBeLpblRx5OYVp70Pv0l29fffpqHK0ydlnsyBLwtXW5WQ77jXYRsls/s320/31BMQPR1YPL._AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313242558143386482" /></a>Remember the first time you heard this and how you understood? Maybe its a part of being young and not understanding where one fits in with life.<div>Decade plus and still relevant. </div><div>Swing Heil Swing Heil.. RIP</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-12411416011607195542009-03-14T01:06:00.000-07:002009-03-14T01:07:42.104-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ0LUt7bzNmgejHk8SCIKdsntxKHFKco4dnd6iTpVYoBrjwU3F0G_k-unyTtt0I_4yp0vL9NI63H54m5XfIIHu9ybkRvm8egJ_7uNU6Cg3nHwaemK27MK52M8hU1_wqa4IbkkRlGMBdPU/s1600-h/jasonjessee.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ0LUt7bzNmgejHk8SCIKdsntxKHFKco4dnd6iTpVYoBrjwU3F0G_k-unyTtt0I_4yp0vL9NI63H54m5XfIIHu9ybkRvm8egJ_7uNU6Cg3nHwaemK27MK52M8hU1_wqa4IbkkRlGMBdPU/s320/jasonjessee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312951953390889106" /></a>Still amazing....fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-60751721730044297032009-03-14T01:05:00.000-07:002009-03-14T01:06:45.603-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVn2wdYWWCrmN-iOT2txXgAmw7fIWYbIYS9o0iFPJwEq3-6jhQt7ty4-71rHgfLijg9g41pC78E8WZqc05aN7OsYl_Ur0sAamddpsWP_YkWKqhKD1U4w7FPOyz1VpEAT0SnYf-yYBa0XE/s1600-h/HARDBALL+demotape+big.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVn2wdYWWCrmN-iOT2txXgAmw7fIWYbIYS9o0iFPJwEq3-6jhQt7ty4-71rHgfLijg9g41pC78E8WZqc05aN7OsYl_Ur0sAamddpsWP_YkWKqhKD1U4w7FPOyz1VpEAT0SnYf-yYBa0XE/s320/HARDBALL+demotape+big.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312951706003516258" /></a>Just in case you needed the art for your long lost hardball demo..<div><br /></div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-23587656496646186912009-03-13T15:12:00.000-07:002009-03-13T15:23:21.071-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1bLyYiQaiAr8OLnFwNTzBviw2U_UNAQxiEsTyz8gqs9Cm-TBzbOscb83tjwD9q3aDsUi-UpvrBVAmM7-Ynyoj2sfp7gQcUV7sHEqKU5qadY-LLIS9jpgwoyTc07p_hTo0SDOtsQOkTfw/s1600-h/MikeJudge-1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1bLyYiQaiAr8OLnFwNTzBviw2U_UNAQxiEsTyz8gqs9Cm-TBzbOscb83tjwD9q3aDsUi-UpvrBVAmM7-Ynyoj2sfp7gQcUV7sHEqKU5qadY-LLIS9jpgwoyTc07p_hTo0SDOtsQOkTfw/s320/MikeJudge-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312799558557539410" /></a><br />Judge.. <div>"the memories will be there as long as the ink in my fingers stay"</div><div><br /></div><div>To all you new jacks it is not the same..music, the message and the feelings are not here. You pander to shitheads in dayglo colored hats and cool guy collectable shoes. Thats not rebellion.</div><div>Where it went? Do tell Mike, do tell.. let's ride.</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-67024307706001100542009-03-09T00:42:00.000-07:002009-03-09T00:48:10.127-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXk0biKqm9-NEsie1LDEIbN_dWx4xW3qmbmIRuU0Cq2CzD9p4Xu4K-9sYVFYv_0sI9Fv8cos4iLyET5KHrjzwPcXotfcooP39_KkGUsrpt8o7PfK9cyyIzVYlSDwMWS4sUZH4qUsYZvs4/s1600-h/HA8.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXk0biKqm9-NEsie1LDEIbN_dWx4xW3qmbmIRuU0Cq2CzD9p4Xu4K-9sYVFYv_0sI9Fv8cos4iLyET5KHrjzwPcXotfcooP39_KkGUsrpt8o7PfK9cyyIzVYlSDwMWS4sUZH4qUsYZvs4/s320/HA8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311090898366875122" /></a>So two bikes down, not riding has given me a headache, must remedy...<div>On the TD front, "deathless" is coming along nicely. Tracking to commence early april, some good sleazy rock coming..now lets fucking get out of here..</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-23030731475908011102009-03-09T00:24:00.000-07:002009-03-09T00:27:20.291-07:00So this was started as an outlet, i meant to start this thing many months ago but thats how life goes hey.. going forth you might get some hardcore rants, old core stories, motorcycle babble, and sleepless mind wanderings.. welcome..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132995742251455279.post-65075609493191922882009-03-09T00:21:00.001-07:002009-03-09T00:24:46.241-07:00"i feel hopeless when i just wish i could feel a little less"<div>i guess theres always been a sense of loneliness and desperation through most of my life. comes from isolation as a child and lack of connection with most?</div><div>its funny how things so early on always rear an ugly head throughout life..</div>..fuck their mind control..http://www.blogger.com/profile/09776451372775885945noreply@blogger.com0