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Dusty Beats/Sir Realist

About Me

I am just another one for Anyone.....................................

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 23/02/2006
Band Members: One and only (you)
Influences: Portland, Classical music, Treefingers, Blue skys and silver moons, animated clouds, pupils, people, animals, clay, oil paints, Melody, Harmony, tape machines, Lack of money,stacks of money, entering new stages, electronic creation...Rocks,disney vinyl,45's,colored vinyl,microphones,and CHILDHOOD
Sounds Like: instruments and house hold items....oh and beats
Record Label: Cant Stop The Stampede
Type of Label: Indie

My Blog

Stale Fiber

A sea of seeds meant for health...streamline into your seamless mind, open for comfort and fire..Drowning in the ice that stays awake every night to cool off our warm wounds and wave away our goodbyes...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 21:28:00 GMT

heroes and villans

Street lights illuminate my passage way...while friends and lovers pass away together unannounced to themselves..just strolling along the bay and diving into nothing...maybe a secret snow or a friendl...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 16:49:00 GMT

Natural Happenings

Natural habitats crumble and climb...timber as our nimble limbs string up spinning lights...glazed...raised on rapture...case by case..insulting the insights that direct their speed of light righteous...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 16:23:00 GMT

unknown

Work for the sun, work for the moon, sleep in the sun, cradled by the moon, we as friends, sail in a drowning creek, walking on wooden water, never stable but always able to make it through another 24...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 10:55:00 GMT

Time Traveling Time

Here, we are home,not far from all we are fond of or fear, what is rather far and near, a personal perspective either held close or lost all along, traveling, now is the time they say, some start earl...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Dec 2007 00:20:00 GMT

Vacant sleep

We should be sleeping right now..Healing what has been aprehended. Take a nap. Get back to a solid state of mind. Dream of conducting your own actions through a wireless microphone attached to the sou...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 00:45:00 GMT

Mirror Pond

Subletting my dreams to the day job...writing each sylabol on a white sheet to be lost beneath my perspective..ever changing..using my sign as an excuse to be eratic..as i go along with what you say.....
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 00:39:00 GMT

Dried Mango

Soft seeds plant their feet, into random assortments. I must admit i tried, but admist all the tring, was the fleas of failure. Hop over to the next train, next song, next home....
Posted by on Wed, 28 Nov 2007 00:02:00 GMT

Once again, yet not for a while

Sun glares directly in October, its been a year since the last time around, a glass of air collects webs and rainbow scatter, my eyes shutter for sleep, tring to comprehend the screen, face to face, t...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 22:14:00 GMT

sundaysun

Glares from left and right, dried syrup on silver reflections. conjoined to the sun that sits with elbows to chin waiting for his backup to arrive..green to orange transition set in stone... barely br...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 10:51:00 GMT