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M. Jack Bee

....comets don't care.......

About Me

was born... didn't realise until that gift was passed onto mine own... nineteen years old, found out about the baby.... glorious love drenched fear.. "move along now" was thunk and lullabies marched forward from the back depths of the head... to hold her, i thought... but they were for me... from her... all the pieces were the image of the baby in the mirror.... a story to come in three parts... for LOVE, for FEAR, and for...... well.... i am yet to learn.
M. Jack Bee was hummed into being on a suburban back porch in a city in the south.
fumbling guitars and haunted vocals sets this lo-fi scene, an ode to love and the fear it costs.
after shows supporting Old Man River and then Lior (under the guise 'Doin’Fine') he went back into hiding as the frontman for indie rockers Lelu, and after five trips interstate and many a meeting with the honcho’s of the ‘industry’ the rock’n’roll dream was lived and found to be completely un-inspiring.
the demo’s were written as the tape rolled, and were meant only as a guide but provided the sole material for the album to be released at somepoint(!) this year.
he dropped the distortion (well not all of it...), started wandering north and is singing to keep his wits together. and is still doing fine...... MyGen Profile Generator

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 10/5/2006
Band Members: only questions
Influences: love,fear,guilt,epiphany,butterfly stomachs, responsibility,lackthereof, chaos&order,future,anxiety,words,family, alonerism, health&annihalation,inhalation, exhalation,exhalationofsmoke, godsearching, godenying, pretendingtobegod, dishwashers, tradies,confusion,explanations,righteousness,war,humans,anim als,fish, dinosaurs,clubsspadesdiamondshearts..... chance.... hidden selves...

Record Label: not sure yet, will probably be made of plastic tho
Type of Label: None

My Blog

i solved the heart

and i have. it is no mystery our facination(?) with this longing symbol. it is a mouth. that is what it is. if i knew pooters i would put an example here > but i don't so i won't. but you know what i ...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 05:20:00 PST

...well... bee...

my friend is on the way again... its good when they do that... pretend to come, then don't, then sneak up on you all of a sudden... i will make my friend a bed. it is raining, border line flooding... ...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 03:33:00 PST

SUNSCREEN!!!!... it was there all along....

there is a circumstance around us that lets us slip quietly away into the abyss of mediocrity and slothfullness... and encourages it... i think this is conservatism at its ugliest... also capitalism a...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 03:40:00 PST

...and the journey north is taking whole new steps...

and so i have passed, far into the backwaters of the mountains, my white trash retreat of a fibro cottage and a composting toilet next to the water tank... this is life.. there is a certain vortex tha...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 06:15:00 PST

...speck of a speck of a setting sun...

... who are you... where does the world come from... this, my dear friends, is a stone across the river... one of many... and too often, i think we may be looking to the otherside for measure... the s...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 04:22:00 PST

blog party

im at the stage tonight, where blog just may well be the best word ever. all the friends you could never talk to... just spit it out and let them get it in their own time.... no 'intense' eye stares.....
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Tue, 29 May 2007 05:13:00 PST

.. a non sensical musical.... has nothing to do with this.....

what, may i ask, is in a name? the ingredients we always want to be wholesome, something like it means 'god', or, the story is hilarious/fateful and so on and so forth.... but really it should taste g...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Sat, 19 May 2007 08:02:00 PST

... to whom may be travellin...

this ship is sailing... norther it goes, and as the climes rise so too do the tensions that make these bones my own... tonight i will try again for the stage, is a place i so want to love but we somet...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 09:33:00 PST

..and so it passed... onto the pass-age..

and so it passed and i shed my throat, and i sang and i was happy in a room shaded red, with a buzzing guitar, and amazing beautiful faces, and i had trouble playing my own songs, but i managed and ho...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 04:21:00 PST

..to the land of main... i shall come...

by way of introduction to the escape of fear, i shall move from my chilly melting home of the south cap to the chilly melting pot of melbourne, and from there upward, and upwards until my fingers thaw...
Posted by M. Jack Bee on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 02:38:00 PST