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Brian

the real deal

About Me

I'm a paradox of personas. Just when you think you have me categorized...you'll realize that you don't! I will make you think, laugh, cry, love, wish and wonder... I love music...making it...seeing it...hearing it... and I love to write bitchy compositions about the state of despair our society is in and who it is being exploited by...Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | Classifieds

My Interests

Music, dive bars, sticky herbs, red wine, movies, poetry, disk golf, golf, mountain biking, BBQs, camping, consuming, audio engineering...and other work related things like software and web development, flash and user interface design, seo marketing, and graphics.

I'd like to meet:

spelling B winners. musicians. functional stoners. artists. hippy chicks. music lovers. nerds. cool kids. squares. freaks. aliens. no celebrities please...too many of them running around this godforsaken land of self-righteous swine.

People who are themselves... People who are inspiring, challenging, honest, fun, open minded, and just all around good folk who have diverse interests in music and culture.

Music:

Jam Bands, moe., John Butler Trio, Keller Williams, New Monsoon, Dispatch, Xavier Rudd, Charlie Hunter, Matisyahu, Widespread Panic, Umphrey's McGee, Soulive, Thievery Corporation, Bad Brains, Massive Attack, Garage-a-Trois, Black Uhuru, Portishead, Janes Addiction, Kruder & Dorfmeister, Ozomatli, Rusted Root, Ninja Tune, Dub, transcategorical casseroles of musical mastery.

Movies:

Lord of the Rings, Kafka, Big Lebowski, Office Space, Spaceballs, I'm Gonna Git You Sucka, Star Wars, 007, New World Disorder, anything kung fu...

Television:

Big Love, Daily Show, Colbert Report, fucking Survivor (shhhhh!), Numbers, Simpsons, South Park, CSI, Big Love, Sopranos, Curb your Enthusiasm

Books:

Monkey Brain Sushi, keroac, ferlingetti, burroughs, kafka

Heroes:

my grandfather, my father, and jimi hendrix

My Blog

Hands went up and I hit the floor...I wasted to kids that ran for the door.

I was chillin the other night and helping myself to another glass of high grade apple juice...and I hear three gun shots right outside my house.  And I mean fucking gun shots, not a car...
Posted by Brian on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 10:53:00 PST

Down with Happiness

What constitutes happiness? Freedom from worry? Love? Personal satisfaction? Stability? Or maybe contentment? Free-floating rapture? Blissed-out contentment? Ecstatic partying?  Alcohol and OK Go...
Posted by Brian on Tue, 01 May 2007 05:37:00 PST

RIP: Kurt Vonnegut

I just realized that haven't had a chance to tip my hat to one of the post-modern revolutionaries of the 20th Century.  A man who inspired generations...Farewell my friend! Kurt Vonnegut (No...
Posted by Brian on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 05:18:00 PST

tHink for yourself

The Rise And Fall Of Nations Rests With Every One Of It's Citizens -
Posted by Brian on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 01:26:00 PST

hypocrisy

Why the fuck are we so content to be hypocrites as a nation?  Aside from the ignorance, hubris and lack of concern or understanding for real world issues...why do we say one thing and then do ano...
Posted by Brian on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 01:29:00 PST

quote of the day

"whoa....martinis are like hash rips!" -mike hall aka illbug...
Posted by Brian on Thu, 25 May 2006 02:36:00 PST

Parking Lots

The thing I like about parking lots is that they are sooooo mellow...yeah!
Posted by Brian on Tue, 25 Apr 2006 11:42:00 PST

CONSEQUENCE (poem)

As I gaze upon a world of consequence Slowly gliding on pale shadows, I wish and wonder of a windfall To phase unnatural order. Underneath our calloused skin and broken dreams What prevails in ...
Posted by Brian on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

SADNESS (poem)

Sadness Feeds your Swollen mind Lust, But your luster fades From single somber Drops Of rain and fear Inside your prozac Head. ...
Posted by Brian on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

WORDS (poem)

I didnt know words Were an aphrodisiac Until I read Your mind. Sculptures Of beauty Are immortal Within me Glistening with Silent assaults On preconceptions And discontinuity. I ne...
Posted by Brian on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST