listen to my band
www.myspace.com/gutfux
the phone...
the phone is ringing.

here's to getting punched in the face by bouncers and beatboxing cause there isn't a radio.

manipulate people. lie to the ones you love and hurt them in the ways that only you know how. tap tap tap out tragedies to each other with your own seperate audiences. wallow in the shitty life you have created for yourself and blame others. give out fake smiles to strangers like the sky gives us rain then snap at your best friends when they ask for a cigarette. let's make sure none of us have any regard for anyone else and never ever just try to be decent to each other.
lets hug it out.

I ain't got no home, I'm just a-roamin' 'round,
Just a wandrin' worker, I go from town to town.
And the police make it hard wherever I may go
And I ain't got no home in this world anymo'.

here's what i think about music and music kids:

stop swinging your microphone around and scream into it. stop chug chug screeching and just play fast. if your song is longer than two minutes it's probably too long. when in doubt, write a song about skateboarding, even if you don't skate. stop playing arpeggiated chords for more than like four bars. breakdowns are pretty much stupid unless i'm drunk or you're bodies in the gears of the apparatus. grindcore is not supposed to be emo kids getting their aggression out. the devil does NOT wear prada. the number twelve does NOT look like you. girl pants are stupid in my opinion but whatever, your ass is hanging our dude. however, pants should be tight and black and have patches, i'm a STEREOTYPE!like a wise t-shirt once told me, circle pits, not karate kicks!skanking is the shit and i don't like ska punk all that much.when in doubt, rip off the circle jerks logo. case in point: ghoul.sew your patches on you lazy peice of shit!

here's something i wrote.
happy mindless hybrids gnash their teeth and say the world will end
i take a look around me and i think it's already began
fires devour neighborhoods and the rivers overflow their banks
devils tear out helpless throats so they can move up in the ranks
bodies rot in city streets and angry skies cause flooded homes
tyrants reign in stolen seats and pick their teeth with peasant bones
we're all veterans of a fucked up world, caught in an oppressive system
i pay their misdemeanor cash flow - no choice but to be a victim
i hope you like it.

quit yer job, drop out of school, burn a bible and a flag, give away everything you own, and live in a tree.

i like staying up and watching documentaries on public television. i like canned cheese on chicken'n'a'biskit crackers and walking around my neighborhood with a friend so we can watch the sky drip into puddles on the forest. i like 3 am card games with a slight caustic smoke hazing about in its lazy way. i like arguing for the sake of arguing and scrawling what i have to say on big walls in public places. i like never using capitals and making fires and getting on top of buildings so i can see over the flood of bullshit that consumes the town of maiden. i like hearing people who don't matter and never will talk shit like they know something. i like how after sifting through dirt till my fingers were calloused i've managed to unearth some people i'm proud to call my friends. i like leaving the word 'kill' in random places and the slight chance that one day someone might take my advice, thus proving something or other about life and the nature of inhumanity. i like how my cats may as well be people and how if they were, odin would definately be in prison, gangsta kitty nigga what. i like eugene v. debs and how his words somehow reaffirm my faith in revolutions, no matter how tiny they may be. i like punk rock, both in idea and execution, and firmly believe that as long as there are kids who are more worried about what theyre worried about than what others think they should be worried about, the shit will never die.
i like being a clever cadaver floating along facedown in a river of shit and toxic runoff right at some crazy rapids and being too exhausted to even try to grab ahold of a branch or some shit to save my pitiful ass. well, i don't like that at all, actually, but you gotta take the good with the bad.
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as long as there is a lower class, i am in it.
as long as there is a criminal element, i am of it.
as long as there is a soul in prison, i am not free.