CMW article for Absolute Underground. |
So its Canadian music Week and theres two bands that draw me out. Both of them being polar opposites of each other. The first being SNFU, an old school punk band that has beat out the likes of the The...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jun 2009 05:27:00 GMT |
fall from grace |
150 days down the draina momments weaknessfuck those voicesthey beckoned and screamedknowing it was a matter of time before i missed my little gamea game called goin insain150 days down the drainthree...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 23:24:00 GMT |
the cobalt memoirs, date unknown |
I woke up with a pounding in my head. the sunbeam creeping through the cracked and dingy window told me it was too early to be the bands, it must be the hangover. Once the beam had crawled across th...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Feb 2009 21:46:00 GMT |
script about my hungarian grandparents |
this is a script im working on about my grandparents.
The movie begins with a panaramic view of a train rolling through mountains which are over looking the country side below. It cuts to a beau...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2008 07:08:00 GMT |
angels and alleys |
rough start to a song.....but heres what i gots
your the angel
im the back alley way
im the darkness
your the light for which i pray
ive wandered these dark coridors
cold and alone, look...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jun 2008 02:17:00 GMT |
if you realluy care youll read this no mater the name |
i approach twilight moon scapaes with the fragile mind i once adorned; yes within this fractured skull i see the truth.......
napoleans guns..... the phinxss snear.... no ma tt...
Posted by on Mon, 26 May 2008 00:12:00 GMT |
old poem bumped.... |
a work in progress
open fields of mist lay before me as if a battle had taken place prior to the sheding of mornings awakenment bourbon spilt and blood drawn only on my own personal homefront negoti...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 22:06:00 GMT |
bits and peices of an OLD school notebook!! |
untitled.tension in the airsides are chosenbacks are stabbedblood runs;in the street gutterschildren play; with soldiers guns,we hold the day."running out of ways"running out of ways to say how i feel...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 00:37:00 GMT |
hey you, its me |
is meant to be sung over the piano.... the second part is gonna be the girls reply to the phone messages........and the last part will be a duet... hey you, its me, just callin to let you know...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 08:26:00 GMT |
the cobalt memoirs ; reflections...letters to a muse |
theres a couple rooms i love... i forget the numbers but i could take you to them by heart... my favs the one i spent the better part in... back window over the parking lot... two doors from sizzle......
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 23:31:00 GMT |
