It has really hit home to me, as I've gotten older, just how much music is more about what it means to you personally rather than a category. I often wondered why I liked so many styles other than the ones I was stereotyped to like. Many people don't make it beyond the idea of genres and what you're supposed to like. I've found it to be true that scenes are started by a few if not just one person. People like their ideas and join and carry it to it's completion. But that shouldn't be the end all. Things are supposed to change and they always will. Anyone who is a die hard doesn't know anything about history. History IS change. However, in this vein of change, I've decided to start my own scene. If you like it, that's great. If you don't, that's great too. Because a scene is the opus of one person (or a few). You can join me and see where it leads to, or you can mock me. I don't care. All I care is that I do something that I feel matters. It doesn't have to matter to you. It only has to matter to me and my God and I've succeeded.
I'm gonna put out a bunch of music that I don't care what you think about it as long as my friends and I are having fun.
Look for releases from Buzzhead Republic. They will come. All in due time.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Uber Rock
Let's break this down. In english uber is over. How can you be Over Rock? Unless you're over rock. Then I guess you can be Over Rock. So, final conclusion, if you're over rock then you're Uber Rock. Thank you and good night.
Dangit! It's 8:28am
Dangit! It's 8:28am
blahblahblah 2 poems by Me
blahblahblah 2 poems by Me
I have a friend
his name is sam
I don'ta knowa where to goa
nothing rymes with sam
oh yeah
Hot Damn!
Oh yay
I'm so great
I can hear the microwave in my songs
was that a dinner plate?
I must contemplate
bad poetry for a bad afternoon
wait
Its not noon
or after for a matter of fact
wait
there it goes again
The microwave in my songs
The radiation makes it wrong
I want to tell you what I'm listening to but myspace can't find anything by Ween
I have a friend
his name is sam
I don'ta knowa where to goa
nothing rymes with sam
oh yeah
Hot Damn!
Oh yay
I'm so great
I can hear the microwave in my songs
was that a dinner plate?
I must contemplate
bad poetry for a bad afternoon
wait
Its not noon
or after for a matter of fact
wait
there it goes again
The microwave in my songs
The radiation makes it wrong
I want to tell you what I'm listening to but myspace can't find anything by Ween
Tuesday, November 1, 2005
Clog
If blog is short for web log, what would captain's log be?
How many would he post?
How many would he look at?
How many would he add comments to?
How many would he post?
How many would he look at?
How many would he add comments to?
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
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