I stood up and screamed...

Sometimes, I just really wanna stop playing guitar. I'm not going anywhere. I'm not learning anything new. I honestly am not motivated to learn anything new. Plus playing along to CD's and silence is amusing only for so long. Playing by myself leads to me learning more acoustic-y songs that you can sing along to. Then I realize I can't sing either and it all just goes to shit and I complain about it on my blog.

But I won't stop. I've wasted too much money and time that I could've spent studying and stuff to turn back now.

Hello.

Will you take me to Coachella?

-Allan

Severed Arm

I just watched "Slumdog Millionaire". It was okay. I didn't like the ending in the least bit. It was too "perfect". Maybe you haven't seen it so I won't ruin it for you. Then again, I probably already have.

-Allan

No sir, you don't understand...

There's this song on the Silent Hill 3 soundtrack called "End of Small Sanctuary". I feel very blank (for a lack of any better word) when I listen to it. It just brings out a lot of things in my head that cancel each other out. I don't think I can quite explain it to another person since I'm pretty sure they will never know exactly what I'm talking about. Sure, you probably have your own version of this, but that's not gonna do. I don't know. The way the song is arranged (and there are maybe a handful of other songs out there that are arranged kinda like this) just makes me stop. I can't explain this.

Not that there's any reason to.

I'm like the guy who gets shot and then wins the lottery. A bad thing followed by a great thing. In some weird alternate universe, those two would cancel out and the gunshot wound and money would disappear and I would return to the state I was before. In our less alternate and very real universe, that wound would still be there and all that money doesn't really fix shit. I still would've gotten shot. There's still a chance I might die. You get what I'm saying? That's exactly how my life is. I get shot every minute and win the lottery every other. Can YOU live like this?

"Well duh. I would be filthy rich and could pay for super fancy hospitals and stuffs so it's all good."

You dummy. That's not what I was getting at.

A birdy told me I could score a free set of EMG pick-ups to put on Lo'. That would save me about $200+. But I can barely play guitar so I really don't see a point in doing all this.

-Allan

Chemical Chemical Chemical Badger

I'm a past out priest in an AA meeting.

Jared Leto said that fans of 30 Seconds to Mars are awesome because they realize how important the band was to him and that it was everything for him. What? Minus the fact you rake in shitloads of money from being an actor? I think you'll live should your mediocre band fail.

Poo.

Is there really any point in complaining about modern, popular music? It's gone to shit and nothing's really gonna save it. We should just embrace it like the deformed, in-bred child you keep in your basement so none of your friends or neighbors have to see it. So let them pretend like what they're doing saves lives. Let them pretend to be deep and thought-provoking. Let them pretend to be women.

So like....why can't I write songs? Even jokingly. I can't put words together to form a passable song. Even when I remove everything that tells me to try to be deep and just go for cliche. I can't even do cliche. This is Chuck Norris's way of telling me that I don't have a future in anything music-related.

Thank you for listening.

-Allan

I'm bluffing

Mindy White has her own music account on myspace. It has two very low-fi, shit quality recordings that are awesome. I wonder if she sends em out to people who want em since myspace no longer allows for the free downloading stuff? No, I'm not obsessed. You're just not catching onto this fad. =/ I listen to girly music. Shut up.

Apparently Lo' kicks ass and I totally got a kick ass deal (or so people have told me today). Then again, the economy is still pretty shit so people are just trying to sell stuff. Doesn't matter if they make like a tiny bit. As long as they are selling. So maybe I could've gotten her for $500. Maybe.

I'm slowly getting Footloose down. A few more rehearsals and I should be set the BS my way through most of it.

I'm too impatient to be in music.

-Allan

I woke up near the sea

Here's a video for you. Aren't you excited?

Lydia - I Woke Up Near The Sea
Uploaded by UniversalMusicGroup

Now do you see why you should like Lydia? Mindy White. That's the only reason.

-Allan

The Actress

New band for you to pretend to love.

Dear and The Headlights. Think the Strokes, but mellower. And indier. And probably better lyric-wise. Less garage too.

Question of your day:

Why does Chiodos play everything in dropped D? Jason Hale, mix it up a bit man.

Not that I really like having to re-tune the guitar to something weird every other song. Maybe that's why they invented those robot guitars. What happens when the stuff craps out on you? Can you manually tune those? Isn't a robot guitar just a step closer to a robot take-over? What if they become too smart and start slipping subliminal messages into the songs you are playing? Why the fuck do I care?

So this post is gonna be more on the music side then I guess. No personal blah blah here. Just my horrible opinions on what's good in the music "scene".

Let me plug some more crap.

March 11th. There is an insane show going on at Bottom of the Hill (cause no other venue exists in my mind). I most definitely can't go since it's in the middle of the week, but I might as well tell you about it because it's pretty fucking amazing. Rx Bandits! TERA MELOS! MUSIC! WOOO!!! ALL ON THE SAME NIGHT!!!! Go see it if you can. Both bands put up really great live shows. You're more than likely to have a few faces torn off in the process too.

Umm, umm....UMM!!!!!!!

-Allan

Party For The Grown And Sexy

I said something about people taking pictures of themselves kissing here (in this very spot). I didn't really like it so I'm revising it. You know, those really close up ones where both parties look really uncomfortable and they're all over facebook? Funny stuff right?

Off to a good start.

Maybe one day all my sarcastic comments about facebook will stop being sarcastic and I'll become their mindless drone bitch thing for cereal. It's bound to happen.

Have you heard of this band called Lydia? Probably not since the people who read this blog don't listen to my weird "indie" shit. That or you don't give a shit about current music which makes you even more cool. Either way, you're gonna have to sit through me plugging this band. I don't care if you don't like it. You're gonna keep reading and (should there be one) you're going to click on ANY AND ALL links I post. Okay? I'm not giving you an option here bitch. You knew what you were getting into.

But you're gonna love me again because I'm not gonna say much about them. Go look them up and use your ears. There's really nothing super special about them (maybe Mindy White, but that probably won't convince you. Google her). Just a bunch of folks who dress like they're in between their 20's and 30's singing about girlfriends and mistakes. Oh yes. They've got one girl in the band who plays the keys. FUCK! REVOLUTIONARY!!!! That doesn't make you wanna listen does it?

Now for something old.

I WANT FEEDBACK?! C'mon. Even if I'll ignore your comment since it's creepy. You can't possibly like hearing me ramble on about random shit. Give me a direction to take this thing towards. You want more puppies? Should I up the volume? Do I need to get a trailer?! C'MON PEOPLE! This blog is only as interesting as I am. I'm only as interesting as how badly I want to fuck you. SO MAKE ME WANT TO FUCK YOU.

(But not really)

It's not like I'm trying to make this super high-brow and deep or anything. I'm not here to promise you anything. You take whatever the hell you want from what I have to say (and occasionally links to free music which you SHOULD click). It's all in code and I'm willing to sell you the decoder ring for 3 easy payments of $9.68 and 1 complicated as hell payment of $.09

-Allan

Now It's Done

I actually kinda liked "28 Weeks Later". There was more zombie and killing unlike the first movie which was mostly bullshit. Also, Imogen Poots (awesome, awesome name) was probably my shallow reason for watching the whole thing. More bad zombie films need to do that. Put attractive people in the film so I actually want to sit through them. "Diary of the Dead" was boring as hell, but the crazy blond that ran off in the van thing wasn't. Hahaha.

Yes. That's what I've been doing. Watching more zombie flicks in between random movies. I think that's what I'll do with my breaks from now on. Watch hella movies.

Have you ever seen your own greed manifest itself in the form of a sandwich? It's rather scary. Makes you sit down and think about how you've been running your life.

-Allan

Still Alone

I've done some soul searching these past few days. That yielded absolutely nothing new. But, to entertain you, I've concluded that:

-Your kid's a drunk asshole.
-My miserable, depressing life is actually a gopher.
-"Seven Nation Army" is a catchy song.
-I have trouble using expensive things.
-I actually kinda like Straylight Run even though they added to the mess known as the Taking Back Sunday line-up (cause they change members more than they do hairstyles....I don't know what I'm talking about).
-I wouldn't actually mind dating a stripper. As long as she dyes her hair not blond to prevent cancer.
-The song "Reckoner" by Radiohead only reminds me of sex. Weird?
-There is no "perfect ending". Just the one where Bruce Willis turns out to be dead.

That's about it. I guess. Did you know that none of the outlets in my room are three-pronged? It's quite annoying. I can't plug anything I actually wanna use (which mostly happen to be three-pronged) into the outlets. I've got only one converter thingy. =/

Oh.

-Guy who is really tired of this

Dead Wrong

Have I ever gone on about how much I hate all these billions of music genre labels? I'm sure I have. Reading about them in wikipedia just makes me hate it more.

Have I also gone on about how much I hate the Strokes? I don't think I have since I've never listened to their stuff nor have I ever cared enough about them to say shit about them. Maybe I'll love em. Who knows?

If I'm not mistaken, there's a Soft White Sixties show tomorrow night. Once again children, Bottom of the Hill. I have no clue what time, but it's totally worth checking out since they're really good. If you like DESA, they sound nothing like DESA, but one Ryan Noble and one Joey Bustos plays bass and drums (respectively) for this band. So go see them for that. I might go. Since I don't have school and it's not like I have anything better to do.

-Allan

))<>((

I tell myself that I'll never be like my parents. Bullshit. There's no escaping that.

Lo' came today. I've decided she was previously owned by someone who played in a band in New York. Simply because all the stickers on the case led to bands from New York.

I have to go get the damn thing set up. The bridge was all wonky and there's only so much that I can do without a the proper tools. Fuck.

-Allan

Every funny guy has a serious side.

Big chain bookstores kinda suck too. They never seem to have the exact book I'm looking for. They'll have stuff by that author, but just not the book I want. I wasn't just gonna pick up any book by Haruki Murakami. I had to settle for a fat SAT prep book and "The Book of Laughter and Forgetting" by one Milan Kundera. I've read like a page of it and I'm already loving it. Then I'll forget it. Get it?

My baby's somewhere in California. Or maybe it's traveling to California still. I'm not sure. Those tracking things don't tend to be super clear.

You probably expect me to make some comment about how today sucks and blah blah blah. To tell you the truth, I don't give a fuck. It's just another day (that happens to have some stupid "holiday" attached to it).

Time to take another 180.

Call me a stupid, emo teenager, but things aren't looking so well. Pretty much everything in my life right now is dangling over a cliff waiting to fall. I mean, a good amount of it I can't actually do anything about and can only hope for the best. I don't even have much to do with it, but it's still affecting me. I just hope we can fix it. Cause life is gonna change drastically if we don't. I'll have to say goodbye to everything I know now and re adapt. Okay, so maybe I'm making it sound worse than it is, but shit will change. That's all I know.

So go fuck your significant other. Put two where they like. Put three where they like. Sexy.

-Allan

Futures

Originally, there was this boring post where this sentence stands now.

-Allan

Arcarsenal

Okay, I lied. You're gonna hear me bitch about waiting for my Les Paul for at least six more days.

Then you'll hear me bitch about how it wasn't everything I wanted and how it doesn't want to put out.

Then I'll bitch about getting arrested for beating the shit out of some random famous girl before I preformed at the Grammys. That's me trying to stay in tune with you kids out there. Hahaha.

Episode 38 of Break This City is out! It's only like half an hour long so you have no excuse not to listen to it! If you like zombies, you'll have even less of an excuse not to listen to it! You'll see.

-Allan

Things need to slow the fuck down.

So it's done. I officially hate buying things on the internet and will try to refrain from having to do it again. There's no interaction. You click a few fucking buttons. Type a few fucking things in and you're done. I don't know what's on the other end. I don't know what I'm getting til I get it. Molly is a whore.

So in a week or two's time, I'll either have a really awesome '04 Les Paul Studio and pissed off parents or a complete piece of shit that needs a ton of repairs (which for Les Pauls usually cost more than the guitar) and really, really pissed off parents. Let's keep those vaginas crossed kids.

Is the plural of "vagina" really "vaginae"? Really? I like "vaginoose" personally. We've been over this....

I have an ENTIRE week off next week. May I just stress how much I need it? More than once a day I find myself pointing a pen at my throat and telling myself I could end it all then and there. That's not fucking healthy. I need to fucking slow down and chill. I need some catch up time. I'm an old man and can't keep up with all this change.

And because of that, I realize how shitty life is gonna be until the end of Senior year. I gotta do it though. If only to shut my parents up about getting into a good college. It just has to happen.

Vaginae.

-Allan

Tell the mothers to wait at the gate....

So here we are. Finally. 2004 wine red Les Paul Studio. $655. Now if I can convince the parents to let me purchase and spot me $100. I'll be a happy camper and you won't have to listen to me talk about Les Pauls for a while.

Mmm hmm.

Round and round and round and round.

-Allan

28 centuries later

Dear people who produced the movie "Push",

Do you realize what an amazing opportunity you folks have? With a name like "Push", you've opened the gateway to tons of sequels (including "Shove", "Push: HARDER", "Knock Back", "Push 2", "Push More", etc.). All you gotta do is swallow some pride. Take the series into a completely different direction. Be hella tongue in cheek. You'll be fucking filthy rich and all the bad reviews won't be able to touch you. So you've taken a slightly bad step by making "Push" a serious action movie. You've got at least 6 sequels to fix that.

-Bob

No, I'm not trying to be funny. I actually think that's a good idea. Since no one seems to want to give their movies decent names anymore. Might as well embrace it and make it something beautiful.

-Allan

MREOWRAWRQUEEFFFF!

I guess hanging out in a room full of adults isn't as traumatizing as I thought it would be. Not that I thought it would be traumatizing. It was fun actually. As much fun as a socially awkward 17 year old can have in a that kind of situation.

And apparently we didn't get paid in cash. I have to fill out a time sheet to get that $50. Wait. What? Fuck.

-Allan

One-eyed Yakuza chick

Dear people who use craigslist,

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!!! Read the entire listing before you respond. DON'T PUT SHIT UP IF YOU'RE NOT ACTUALLY SELLING IT!!! RAWR!!!

Okay, so I understand the cheapest I'll maybe get a decent Les Paul Studio at is $800. But a boy can dream right? RIGHT?!

I read my blog sometimes. Then I read other people's blogs. Then I realize how useless mine is. Maybe I should take this whole thing towards a more productive direction. Jump to another blogging service and start fresh!

No, we've come too far. Too many hookers left dead. Too many dead hooker jokes that it's not even funny anymore. Or is it?

-Allan

There ain't enough room on them motherfuckin' Virgin Islands

So maybe life does work out? After all?

I've managed to find myself something that'll pay me $50 (for way less than 4 hours of work...) and I'll be able to follow through my original Saturday plans. My parents are still not 100% down..

Then some dude e-mailed be about my listing on the Les Paul. I don't even know for sure if he's trying to sell me a guitar. The dude just said "$450 in cash now!" So maybe I'll get a guitar for $450 or that dudes a total creep.

-Allan

Is this really poison? Really?

Up's and down's. Constantly. Every other moment. Hey life. Stop. Please. Can I just have all up's or all down's? I can't take this anymore. Really.

-Allan

Man Up

Before I embark on my hours of typing up a study guide that'll be used for all of 45 minutes, I'm gonna bother your eyes and brain some more.

Sigh. No. Correction. Big sigh.

Yes.

So what do you get a person you don't really know? A severed foot? An orangutan heart? The multitude of dead hookers in your trunk. Well, I wanna keep those hookers actually so scratch that one out. I don't wanna spend too much either since I don't really know the person that well. That and my Les Paul fund cannot be touched until it exceeds a grand. I'll figure something out.

This week's hell officially starts tomorrow. It's gonna be rough as shit. Test. Test. Fucking horrible assignment. Another test. Finding fake blood. Science fair! WOO!!!!!!

And of course. I shouldn't complain. Those are the least of my worries. No, no. You are. I was hellbent on getting on board this fucking musical just to make you one less problem in my stupid little head. I could care less about the outcome. Just as long as I do something. Either way, I'll probably stop worrying about what you think.

I'm kidding of course. I'm just trying to spice this shit up. That's what you readers want no? Mushy emo teenage crap. That's what you're here for. It's what gets you off. A lot.

Okay. Well. I can't slack off anymore. Piss.

-Allan

Pale Bride

This week is gonna be killer. I mean, which week isn't killer? It's just that I'm too stoked about other shit that I won't be able to concentrate on this week. The handful of tests I don't wanna take don't help either.

Sometimes I wish I didn't have to take Bio. I like Bio. I just don't wanna do some of the things it asks of me. Like fucking science fair. I hate it. Very much.

I have no clue where my musical taste is going nowadays. I've been listening to a lot of Chiodos. I don't care what you think about them, I like them. They're not too generic. They've got Craig Owens who has a crazy voice. The rest of the band ain't half bad either. I've been listening to this band called Looking Glass Wars from New York. I advise you go download their free EP "A Place in a Parlor". A) Because it's free (in the sense you have to pay the internet bills still...) B) Because it's a lot louder and heavier than their full length. There's also some fairly sick guitars on the EP (did the guitarists get better or were they just holding out on the LP?). I get giddy every time I hear sweep picking. Haha.

Other than that, I haven't really listened to any new bands. Chiodos, DESA, Circa Survive, Tera Melos, The Sound of Animals Fighting, 187 Calm, The Fall of Troy, and Facing New York. I keep coming back to these bands. Over and over until I implode. So yea, I'm not too diverse with my music.

That took a 180 in the weirdest direction. Sorry.

-Allan

Childhood left without a sound

Sometimes facebook makes you do things that you wouldn't normally do. Like fill out some stupid thing. Then tag 25 people. Then realize you really don't like any of the 90 something people you are "friends" with. And all that stops you from hitting the "publish" button. Hahaha.

I'm already stoked as shit for next weekend. I want this week to end ASAP. Maybe slow down here and there, but mostly just zoom by.

My never ending quest to purchase a Les Paul has finally taught me that I probably won't be finding the one I want for under $600. Well, I could, but it probably was used as a murder weapon or some shit. See? Money makes you worry about stupid shit.

Did you know Journey has an Asian guy now? I didn't. I didn't really want to either, but they were on TV for some Super Bowl thing and yea...

I need to go see a show.

-Allan

Z like Zebra

Now I have a "Z" title. Go me!

-Allan