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About Me

A lot can be learned of a person in the first few moments of meeting them by way they carry their eyes. Some meet the world with wide-eyed amazement; overs gaze reservedly at their feet, unsure of every step they make through life. There are those like myself that, like their fragile ocular recepetors, are hyper-sensitive to much of the stimuli of the world; they remain hidden and sustained behind protective darkness. Much like my eyes sheltered behind singlasses, I linger most often where it is safe and comfortable, letting down my guard when the injurious sun ( personified by those who seem all sunshine and good intentions but will only destory you in you get to close) pose no threat. Bottom line on that metaphor is that people can he harsh and unforgiving, but that is just their nature. So you must take precautions to ensure that you don't get hurt. All philosophical waxing aside, I'm twenty years old and have played the bass guitar for about six years now, my major influences being Les Claypool, Victor Wooten, Flea, Stanley Clarke and so forth. I openly admit and embrace my nerdom, which is ironically the "cool" thing to do these days. I enjoy rocking out, immersing myself in games, movies, and books, and art. It may seem like I say too much, and that most of it is a bit odd, but remember this - it is all that is left unsaid upon which tragedies are built.

My Interests

Music, art, literature, bass, gaming, Star Wars, mythology, food, sleeping, shenanigans, youthful indiscretions, GOOD BEER, philosophical waxing, existential banter.

I'd like to meet:

Anybody that has something interesting, provocative, prolific, original, artistic and heartfelt to say. There's too much of everybody trying to be like everybody else. Cliques are boring. Meet new people, interact, and LIVE dammit!

Music:

GENRES - metal, rock, blues, jazz, funk, bebop, reggae, classical, R&B (note: R&B is not rap. Marvin Gaye is R&B - talking/quasi-singing over a repetitive beat is not R&B. Don't be fooled by these frauds) Pretty much any form of music that exhibits technical musical knowledge as well as origininality. Ahh, then of course there is Zappa...BANDS - RUSH, Primus, Megadeth, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Faith No More, Mr. Bungle, Minus the Bear, Jethro Tull, The Mars Volta, At the Drive In, Modest Mouse, The Dillinger Escape Plan, Tool, Tenacious D, Iron Maiden, The Beatles, King Crimson, Dave Matthews Band, Boston, Supertramp, Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - the litany goes on and on and on.MUSICIANS - Geddy Lee, Frank Zappa, Les Claypool, Victor Wooten, Steve Vai, SRV, Hendrix, Carter Beauford, that dude from Aphex Twin - once again it goes on and on and on.

Movies:

A Clockwork Orange, Full Metal Jacket, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, the STAR WARS trilogy, Requiem for a Dream , all of Quentin Tarantino's works, Natural Born Killers, all of the Coen Brothers works, anime, Snide and Prejudice, Lord of the Rings trilogy, High Fidelity, The Highlander, A River Runs Through It, Fight Club, The South Park Movie, American Beauty, film noir, - the list goes on and on and on.

Television:

Television rots the brain. I'll only watch select programs: the news, History/Discovery Channel, and South Park for a good dose of social satire.

Books:

Anything by Chuck Palahniuk, A Clockwork Orange (Anthony Burgess), Catch-22 (Joseph Heller), How to Take a Shit in the Woods, The Stand (Stephen King), historical books, medical studies, Shakespeare, Kafka, Dostoevsky, Terrence McKenna, Friedrich Nietzsche, Carl Jung.

Heroes:

Batman, myself, my true friends.

My Blog

ode to a twisted archer

Tis the season for open hearts affection sealed in a cocoa cell securely behind heart-shaped bars seductive and tarried to release the spell scarlet barbed fierce adored...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Tue, 14 Feb 2006 01:34:00 PST

giving thanks.

It's nearly Thanksgiving and I feel i should give thanks for the daily splendar that is life. Well, here approaches yet another holiday season to be marred by solitude and the aching desire for one d...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Sat, 12 Nov 2005 11:48:00 PST

Douglas Adams is the man

It is an important and popular fact that things are not always what they seem. For instance, on the planet Earth, man had always assumed that he was more intelligent than dolphins because he had achie...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Fri, 09 Sep 2005 09:11:00 PST

a new chapter begins

I will start you on Monday afternoon - after I've settled into the new room and gotten my schedule for the new semester. You have so much potential in your blank pages. What will you you say after you...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Sun, 04 Sep 2005 08:04:00 PST

all the angst comes out in one breath

it is 3:32 AM. The end of the semester is drawing nigh and I should be brimming with relief, yet all I feel are angst and dread sloshing around in the hollow that has become me. the more i take a look...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

what we talk about when we talk about love

the following is a excerpt from a reading response for a class. Why do we get so caught up on loving one person when if that person is no longer part of our life, we'll move on and love another? When ...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

a little creative writing

La Loba &n...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

their names were matt and john

yesterday, I made a trip up to Hampton Beach. At the far southern end of the beach there is an articial jette that serves as a wave break to maintain the relatively calm waters of the harbor approach....
Posted by Father O'blivion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

a beacon of hope from the sands

this piece is not about any particular person, but more of the way I feel at peace at a certain spot at Hampton Beach. You stand at the end of the beach Under the gaze of the moon where the sea and ...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

an exercise in simile

have you ever had one of those days that seemed like a slow waking nightmare? you know, that kind that creep by, minute by agonizing minute, your numbed brain personified in the cross-eyed, drooling g...
Posted by Father O'blivion on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST