what I'm doing tonight

New Music

Allison and I recorded a demo this weekend in Chattanooga. It's for our project Bad Banana and you can listen to 4 of the songs at badbanana.muxtape.com

Almond milk makes the morning which sets the tone for the whole day. Last night I made gold raisin cookies with pumpkin and saw a band from Israel called TV Buddhas. If you've never heard them you should check them out. They're on a big US tour.
http://tvbuddhas.com/

first order of unproductive business

I have always wanted to do a pop-punk cover of the Softies' "Charms Around Your Wrist" because it's probably the brattiest song ever written. I finally did a version of it tonight that will probably evolve into something Allison and my new band will play eventually. Go download it!

http://www.mediafire.com/?d6j3of4qjscbi7v

90210

Current life rut is being blamed ten fold on the Mercury retrograde. I don't even care. So I'm a capricorn and we capricorn tend to get depressed when we're dicking around as much as I have been for the last two weeks. (Mercury has been in retrograde for two weeks, mind you) So my current speculation is that my lack of productivity is all due to the current planetary situation. Mercury supposedly rules communication and decision-making and all that stuff, right? So my lack thereof is either because of the retrograde OR not such a bad thing because of the retrograde. I have read that during these things we're supposed to be passive and reflective. It goes against my nature, but I am officially embracing it. That's all.

www.diybirmingham.com

moped

Morale boosters and hangover cures. Bruce Springsteen. Iced Coffee. Being a third wheel. Trashcan fires. Trespassing. Tall cans.

My job blocked facebook today. FASCHISTS.

Here is a poem I wrote for a women in punk compilation P.S. Eliot is going to be on coming out on Paper and Plastick in the near future:

Suitcases of pilsner brewed
Levity, my baring protrudes
We live like paper dolls
Pride and position reinstalled
To run like unyielding machines
Carry out with modest means

Now he jumps forward, I’ll jump back
Arcane worship in pitch black
On 2 sleeping bags, on hardwood floors
You’re overwrought and I am bored
Battered flags hung over blinds
Stars and stripes across state lines

Every basement looks just the same
Everyone asks my first name
Our introverted aptitude
Just ruins everybody’s mood
But I see you across the room
Magnetism in full bloom

So we work on a masterpiece
That the miscreant will never see
But the execution’s a release
And I have all the friends I need
And caffeine and vitamin C
We are a resilient breed