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SimfØnik Mike

I clawed my way to the middle and fucked my way down

About Me

Well, I'm a musician and a single daddy. I'm the drummer for Simfonik Plague (click the banner.) We have a cat named Zappa.

My Interests

Music.

I'd like to meet:

You know, I'd like to meet Danny Carey and Steve Albini. Since I'm not gonna, how 'bout musicians, bands, artists, audio folks, people who like music

Music:

Hate Eternal, Dillinger Escape Plan, Thelonious Monk, Dmitri Shostakovitch, Lamb of God, Ozomatli, Meshuggah, Burst

Movies:

Heavy Metal In Baghdad

Television:

Now that Simpsons is on DVD, I don't have to watch TV at all.

Books:

Infinite Jest, Foucault's Pendulum, The Name of the Rose, The Illuminatus Trilogy, Dune, Lust for Life, Trinity, The Source, Life of Pi, American Blood, Naked Lunch, anything by e.e. cummings, anyting by Irvine welsh, anything by James Herriot, anything by Al Franken.

Heroes:

Neil Peart. I don't think I would have survived what he went through. Bill Hicks, too.

My Blog

bad poetry

it's so lonely sometimes     that it wants to crysometimes it hurts so much  that it's less about feeling  than not feeling at allsometimes it gets so angry &nb...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Sat, 10 Nov 2007 10:08:00 PST

bad poetry

Descent           Falling like bodies from bridges and buildingsor raindrops and teardrops    falling from unforgiving skies or brown soft and warm un...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 10:14:00 PST

bad poetry

warm elixir like tears or blood    flowing from unseen woundscreating a numbing razor played softly        as a violin bow drawn sweetly across t...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 07:21:00 PST

Even worse prose

     Mike sat in the boat, trying not to gag. He didn't have too much water left in his system and he didn't want to waste anymore water by throwing it all up. He felt like he was ...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Sun, 30 Sep 2007 07:29:00 PST

bad poetry

Hymn to the Chosen heaven wasn't supposed to be like this       heaven was supposed to be pure     heaven was supposed to be the placeof which I ...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 11:04:00 PST

bad poetry

Immune    sometimes I thinkthat this sick fucking world        is immune to painBut no immunity here, babyWe hurt because we have to  like an addictio...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 10:50:00 PST

Panic Scars

(I won't post the intro, because Lance wrote it, the rest of the lyrics are mine)   Ready to stop waking up in a panicBut I'll never be ready to give up on youYou're the source of my comfort, all...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 09:37:00 PST

bad poetry

Untitled cause we got nothinghere but lies, drugs        and some kinda hope that makesno cents         & nbsp; and ...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 10:15:00 PST

A slowly emerging pattern

I had fallen in love, and that was the first mistake.  Then I let her and my daughter get sort of close and I had to hug my daughter and listen to her cry when I told her Jenny wasn't g...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 07:10:00 PST

Meshuggah

Our little puppy, Meshuggah, was euthanized at 5:47pm yesterday.  She hadn't taken water voluntarily in over a week, and had stopped eating.  She had gone back and spent the night in hospita...
Posted by SimfØnik Mike on Fri, 18 May 2007 06:51:00 PST