Tommy DOG (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} revmutt) wrote,@ 2007-08-04 21:44:00 |
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We tried to see The Simpsons movie tonight but were totally twarted. Thank goodness I did go to the Kwiki Mart in Time Square two weeks ago and took some photos.
I'm here at home drinking Okochim porter and debating doing my nails.. Such is the life of the Punk Rock Star. -I guess it would sound cooler if I had mentioned my ex-stripper wife in some manner but fuck, y'all know that shit anyway and I'm too old to even need to prove my Pimpness.
Lately I've been really mourning the loss of the studio. Even though I've devoloped some some vague work habits at home I am just not happy this way. I need to lock the door. Everyone does.duckydoo is just about the only person who I just don't get claustrophobic with. Well, I have a bunch of great friends that I'm cool with but there is a good God damned reason I married her and not my brother, Leo or Nick. I mean besides the obvious.
I think if I could have a good room to work in and plan big sessions out across the year and spend most of the time on my own, I'd be okay. It's the combination on 1. not having a studio 2. quiting smoking 3. not having my own dog or turtle (as much as I do have some sort of weird attachment to Ducky's dog Baldur) 4. having more bills. Okay that's enough for a guy to stick a pistol in his mouth but not this guy.
Someone send me a free studio space and the right drummer. I think I would even join the right band if their was an offer.. Maybe No Neck Blues Band, Parliament-Funkadelic, Nihilist Spasm Band, The Boredoms.. I've given up any real hope of being in The Sex Pistols or Motorhead but I haven't given up the spirit to bring that shit to someone else.
I'm here at home drinking Okochim porter and debating doing my nails.. Such is the life of the Punk Rock Star. -I guess it would sound cooler if I had mentioned my ex-stripper wife in some manner but fuck, y'all know that shit anyway and I'm too old to even need to prove my Pimpness.
Lately I've been really mourning the loss of the studio. Even though I've devoloped some some vague work habits at home I am just not happy this way. I need to lock the door. Everyone does.
duckydoo is just about the only person who I just don't get claustrophobic with. Well, I have a bunch of great friends that I'm cool with but there is a good God damned reason I married her and not my brother, Leo or Nick. I mean besides the obvious.I think if I could have a good room to work in and plan big sessions out across the year and spend most of the time on my own, I'd be okay. It's the combination on 1. not having a studio 2. quiting smoking 3. not having my own dog or turtle (as much as I do have some sort of weird attachment to Ducky's dog Baldur) 4. having more bills. Okay that's enough for a guy to stick a pistol in his mouth but not this guy.
Someone send me a free studio space and the right drummer. I think I would even join the right band if their was an offer.. Maybe No Neck Blues Band, Parliament-Funkadelic, Nihilist Spasm Band, The Boredoms.. I've given up any real hope of being in The Sex Pistols or Motorhead but I haven't given up the spirit to bring that shit to someone else.
