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About Me

Some people believe Erosia doesn't exist. Some believe the only way to get there is to find it in a dream. Others think the only way to see it is to believe in it, and that a non-believer could sail their boat right through the islands, while a believer might see the Erosian islands in the same spot. It is up to you to decide what to believe, and you may call me mad if you wish. All I am doing is recounting Erosia the way I remember it and sharing my memories with you.The Valentines were the royal family & were rumored to have descended from vampires.Prince Ruby Valentine didn't care for royal priviledge. He wanted freedom.When Ruby wanted to make love, he played into the night at the cabin he built, The House of Love, and women arrived from all over Erosia to answer his mating call.One autumn evening, Ruby heard an angelic voice singing through the forest. It was the voice of the Muse, Erica Xenne, who came from one of the outer islands of Erosia. Ruby heard Erica singing through the trees and answered with a guitar riff. They played back and forth through the forest for days. When they finally met, both were enamored, but Ruby knew this was dangerous. Ruby knew he was vampirical and Erica was vulnerable, and felt it would be cruel to make love to her. He vowed to keep his hands off her to avoid ruining her as he had ruined other women. Ruby brought Erica to all his secret places in the forest to play music. He found it increasingly difficult to keep to his vow. Erica sometimes came to the House of Love, but Ruby rejected her for as long as he could. Their passion was expressed only in music. Music has a life of its own... can love remain trapped inside a song forever? This is only the beginning of the tragic & comic saga of Ruby Valentine, the Erosian Exile, and his devoted muse, Erica Xenne. Myspace Contact Tables

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Member Since: 2/3/2006
Band Website: erosianexile.com
Band Members: Erica Xenne: Vocals, Keyboard, Synth, Guitar Jon Brand: Drums Emma Enderby: Vocals COMING SOON: John Zuluaga: Guitar, BassAll lyrics and music composed, arranged, and organized in a fascist manner by Erica Xenne.
Influences: "Such were the factors that detached [Ruby Valentine] from the ordinary ties of family life. The ties that strangle us, which we call love. Because of the loosening of these ties he became, with all the attendant pain of such becoming, free."But love is what we want, not freedom. Who then is the unluckier man? The beloved, who is given his heart's desire and must for ever after fear its loss, or the free man, with his unlooked-for-liberty, naked and alone between the captive armies of the earth?"- Salman Rushdie
Sounds Like: sounds like roger waters sacrificed trent reznor's balls to one of tori amos's pet pigs in honor of john lennon's feminine intuition ?
Type of Label: None

My Blog

Selling Out

Behold the horror of a phrase! "Selling out." Every time I hear that phrase I cringe.Let me attempt to put this in perspective if I may... just for my own peace of mind.Typical middle class American...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 05:25:00 PST

Writing songs

Sometimes it's like catching a tornado and cramming it into a jar, and other times it's like piecing together a puzzle. Either way, if I'm not learning something about myself in the process...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 06:18:00 PST

Tentative plans

Posted by Erosian Exile on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 11:33:00 PST

Weekend in Nyack with friends & alter egos

Tuesday night I played my new song, Apostasy, at the Lucky Cat open mic in Brookyln. Thursday night/Friday morning at 3am I came to Nyack! The next day, I met up with my alteregos for some j...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 06:51:00 PST

Live videos from last week's shows

Apostasy - Live at Rose Lyrics:you never ask me where i'm coming from or where i'm going. you wrap my image in a ball of light that's always glowing. you wanna take me home. you wanna take me...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 11:02:00 PST

You talk so much shit when you're horny,

it makes me wanna feed you viagra and handcuff you to a toilet. You'd fill that thing right up. You'd spare me (and my friends, and every other female on the east coast) the agony of having to dismiss...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 06:42:00 PST

Chasing tigers only turns you into meat.

I just stumbled across this old poem. Thought it was kinda hot. Well, if you dare, take a peak. Step into the sauna that was my juvenile mind:i'm stuck somewhere between knowing and feelingtaking and ...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 06:40:00 PST

Erosian Exile Takes Valentine's Day!!

Take that, fuckin' V-day! Grrrrr!!Thanks for helping me defeat Valentine's Day. Next year, I plan to host a massacre. (Hey Marie, if you're reading this- wanna co-host? Since you coined the term "Happ...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 06:39:00 PST

Happy Fuckin Valentine's Day. Grrr.

Happy Fucking Valentine's Day. Grr. Feeling shitty? Don't! Don't put pressure on yourself to find a valentine, to please your valentine, to seduce your non-valentine, to twist yourself into compliance...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 06:38:00 PST

Happy Fuckin' Valentines Day (grr)

And then-- Erosian Exile took Valentine's Day! Take that, fuckin' V-day! Grrr!!...
Posted by Erosian Exile on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 11:46:00 PST