Lolcats. Nothing but lolcats.

As an apology along with the previous post...

LOLCATS!







Goodness me, how did this get here?

Tooth hurty

I'm sorry that I haven't been posting. I really and truly feel bad about it. My excuse is that I recently had a tooth extracted, and my head has been in a fair deal of pain, making it difficult for me to think very much. This, also coupled with the fact that my family is now harvesting, makes for not a lot of time to write. I really am thinking about this blog, I very promise. Just give me a little while, and I'll be back. I'm going to make an effort to make this a daily posting thing again.

See you all soon! (Or in some cases not for way, way, WAY too long, but you take life as it comes right?)

Time is Drawing Closer

Studio Sounds

Today I spent six hours in the studio recording a single song with Third Step. It was a great experience, and we now have one really great track to show off. I'll post it tomorrow, and you guys can get a taste of what we're about

I'M A ROCK STAR!

Don't Take it Apart

To all my artsy* friends out there who follow my blog: I have an assignment... nay, a challenge for each of you.
In the upcoming weeks, my band will be producing a four (or five) track E.P.. The content of this album is a modern disco-punk thing, with tracks generally having an upbeat, energetically charged feel to them. Think dance club music, but not awful. Also, with punk rock and synth licks.
Anyways, my assignment for you is this: In the simplest terms, we are in need of an album cover. There are two major things we want to try to avoid: Pictures of any or all of the band, and skulls/bleeding hearts, or things that are of a general macabre nature. The title of the album is-
Third Step - Don't Take it Apart EP

And that, is my challenge for you.

* even to my non-artsy friends, post your ideas in word form. I need any ideas possible for a cover to this album. I really want it to be able to catch people's eyes, and strike them as interesting.

Thank you for whatever help you may offer, and I'll put a streaming version of the album on this site once it's up.

Scientists, Rock Stars and Poets

After looking around a little bit, I realized that a huge (well, not huge, but considerably larger than I though) amount of my friends have blogs that they update on a semi-regular basis. They're very, very interesting to read, but in a way, I really don't like looking at them. They make me feel like I'm intruding on something I'm not supposed to have any part of. I'm in a place of their creative and emotional states that I simply am not welcome, and don't belong in. This of course is intimidate contradicted by my fantastic curiosity of what they've all been up to in the time since I've seen them, but it's all so bittersweet to watch these people I know and love explore and grow up.

I wonder if any of them look at me and think the same thing. I really wonder if I should try to hide this blog or something.

I guess it kind of goes along with what I was talking about a while ago though, with the whole "Clouds 1.2.0.". That post was made due to a friend of mine coming to a hiatus on the blag that she had been writing for over two years, and who's blog I used as inspiration when I started writing in the first place. Here though, those thoughts are juxtaposed next to the birth of all these new blogs, and consequently, the ideas and emotions from all the people that are branching out of all of them. It's weird, but I like it. Not being alone in blogging doesn't not (double negative?) make me feel like an individual, but rather, it's nice to have so many other voices alongside mine in this bizarre endeavor.

Never Gonna Give You Up

I am that stable guy. You know the one. The friend everybody has who they feel safe with; who they can unload the problems of the world on, and rest easy, knowing that there's somebody else who's caring and (where he can) making a difference.

I will stay up late talking, set aside my music or my friends to help you, and generally just be a friend through anything. I will not get tired of anybody under any circumstances. I am here to help.

I just find myself growing weary every once in a while... but I won't give up.

The Clouds 1.2.0

This blog has become a very different project than it's initial vision. When I first created The Clouds it was to protect me from my own idle mind. I had a bad breakup that was somewhat worse than I was willing to admit. I decided that the best thing to do would just be to keep my brain busy, and give me a long, ongoing project to work on and care about. Sure enough, it worked, and actually did help, and consequently, this blog has grown as I have.

It's a little bit like the phoenix idea: It was created out of death, in my case, love, something I promised myself I would never lose. Writing this was my own way of channeling that death into something meaningful and full of life and helping to find (my own) personal truths.

It should go without saying though, that now The Clouds is something quite different. It's a collection of spontaneous and contemplated observations, thoughts and musings on the journey of one boy spiraling into life, toward manhood, and the future itself.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is The Clouds, and this is what I am. Take only what you need from it.

I Won't let You Fall

I'm the guy who's always got your back (even if you don't know how much that's really worth.)

Punk Rock

What you make us out to be is exactly what we are.
Some call us loud, rebels, punks, useless, misguided.
We call ourselves the future.
In our struggles, we've learned to solve conflict with noise.
We refuse to take your "no" for an answer,
and we embrace our mistakes in all the ways you shy from.
Adaptable, dependable, strong, smart,
That's how we roll.

We are punk rock
This is our world.

Look at this. I demand that you do.

http://www.jonkmusic.com/2010/07/best-songs-of-2000s-part-4.html

Clouds

Life is only as perfect as you make it. Look up and see the clouds forming overhead, but don't hide from the rain. You hear thunder, and feel fear, and as you're soaked to the bone, you continue to look up at that clouds, looking for different shapes in the rolling grey overhead.

Grown-ups

I've had a difficult time writing lately. My last half-dozen attempts at post just come out as a mess of thoughts and ideas, and are really just kind of gibberish. I'm not really sure what to say or how to say it, but I do know there's something in there. I'm just still in the process of working on it.

Anyways, I'm back in school (bluh. Exhausting even to think about). I'm getting reconnected with my friends and with my life again, but it's still really awful to have to relinquish such a fantastic summer to memory. I feel melancholy at the though of it, but time goes on right? I mean, before I know it I'll be writing diplomas and getting ready for my last summer before I got off to university.

I'm almost a grown-up.

When did that happen?