lets smoothing things out
i am too simple
for most things

Rough Francis (Playing the songs of Death), Chris Brokaw and the Persian Claws

come to our show!

ok?

thanks!

there's nothing on my mind and life seems kind

i like how we waste time
as a game

the first day of my first poetry class
we had to write a paragraph about what poetry was.
a girl wrote about how poetry
was like a glass fish bowl full of marbles
dropped on the floor.
i knew i was in trouble.
i dont remember what i wrote
whatever it was, it wasnt what i really thought.
i dont know what i think now and its not important.

thinking too much about stuff we like gets us into trouble sometimes.
sometimes we just need to do and see what happens.
i dont want trouble.

nite soldier.

we had a close call, i didn't even see it, then another one, i hardly believed it at all.

my post from yesterday was very off. its ok though.
i decided a while ago i would not post when i am very tired.
hence less posting. but whatever.

i think i am going to marathon some things. then write a book that i will never publish. i keep going through it in my head and i think it will work. we'll see if that ever happens.

i'd like to write a book.

today i visited old people at the eye dr.
i related to them too much i think.
they were all tired and having problems functioning.
one literally was sleeping in the waiting room and i helped another dial a phone.
another old man read jokes to his old wife out of readers digest.
she just had the psychedelic injection and picture taking session.
i know what that's like.
its not funny.

la di da

'cause i just can’t look - it's killing me and taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea turning through sick lullabies

...on converted minds
we wonder why we look at the sky.
the niceties and solitude of darkness.
surrounded by a constant.
knowing the light from
death will travel millions of light years
for something else's eyes.
eternity is appealing, warm and reliable
even though the space it occupies is so cold
and uninhabitable.
constant
constant

constant
constant
put out feelers
touch eternity
frostbitten

you dont know what you do to me. peoples hearts heavy down in misery.

had a good weekend. more good music and good people.

tired tonite.

sleep early.

your hands when you play soccer
trivial waves
of silent air
motions at spare
space and rules.

blinders today.
lots of work done.

nite soldier.

FDR. It's been a while, but we desperately need to talk. PT 2

rucchi over at the rucchi show posted the entry that is below the other day. It was deleted. Lately, there have been posts all over the blogosphere about google deleting their posts with no notification why they did it. when google deletes any post they need to send you a notification why they do it and give you a chance to argue your case why it should not be deleted. I am re-posting the original post below as an experiment...

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FDR. It's been a while, but we desperately need to talk.
from the rucchi show by therucchishow

(I never want this to be a political blog and it won't be. There are very few things that make me irrate, but this next thing is one of them)

So let me get this straight.

Part of the new stimulus bill seeks to recover executive bonuses(exceeding $100,000) paid out last year using the initial bail-out money. Okay...sounds good right?

well...

according to this 'economy saving' stimulus bill, any executive bonus exceeding $100,000 has to be paid back within 4 months OR they will face an excise tax of 35% on any portion of the bonus above the $100,000 limit.

wait a minute...huh?


What asshole idiot would actually give back all of the free bonus money when he/she is now legally allowed to keep 65% of it?


Congress you passed a bill saying that "Yes you greedy corporate fuckers need to give every last dime of that bonus money back to the taxpayers within 4 months or else you'll have to pay 35% of it back!"


thank you?

we are nothing but ideas

Now my hope is that I am wrong about the idiocy of the newest bailout.

I don't like to political rant in here but I am not happy about several things that are happening in local and federal politics. I have written letters and stated my frustrations / opinions.

It is your responsibility as a citizen to learn about issues in your community / country and provide feedback. Your vote is not your voice. Your voice is your voice. Please use it by contacting your representatives. You can find the information easily from your representatives or states website. It is what they are there for.

Fight, soldier.

Every other band I am in except MFDOJ.

Death, and in a few cases Rough Francis were mentioned in lots of places today. NPR.org, Fader, Pitchfork, Stereogum, and Guardian.

This is a good time to remind you Rough Francis is playing the Death record @ the Monkey in Winooski Feb 27th with Chris Brokaw and Persian Claws.

You should probably come to this show. We aren't going to play again local for a little while.

ALSO. Since I am mentioning shows and bands I am playing in all over the place. This Saturday, the 14th. Valentines day. I will be celebrating the pain of my pure heart by playing bass with Lets Whisper. We are opening for The Depreciation Guild and The Pains of Being Pure at Heart. POBPAH have been getting more press than anyone else in the world these days.

I hope to see you at both of these shows.

Rock it soldier.

little darling, i feel that ice is slowly melting little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear here comes the sun

haven't posted pics in a while... so here are some for you. i apologize if they are huge when you click on them. i didnt knock them down like i usually do.


lake champlain


commit a crime



fuck you society

had a great sunday. lots of sun, good people, good music.

you dont always have to say something when you write... as long as you keep writing.

and we've slept where before we wouldn't stand, and we cant hide our hands because we've all smeared guilt across our faces

in retrospect walking all over tonite probably wasnt a good idea because i sprained my ankle this morning. oh well.

things are repeating.
i've noticed lately.
i'm getting old and i dont mind.
things are the same.
i just laugh at myself more.
i hope soon i will be an old man.
leaning over to tell you about
far fetched things that never happened.
you will listen and laugh
because my face will be wrinkled and shaved.
that will be new.

nothing tonite.
shhh.
nite soldier.

::

reading all this :...:
and being level headed.

a skill.
learned.
shoulders.

poised with temperate manner.

focus.

not trivial.

direct.

full of purpose.

abdication.

slime.
dirt.
slapdash bitchass bigger than head fists
arent fury
are drunk and speak with
love.

a monument of victory.
hand signals.
secret languages.
sleep.
sleeeep.
protection of headphones.
monumental victory.
monuments.
rrrrrrrrrrrrr.
monolith.

resolution <> solution
qualification <> victory

slow slow crude and unworldly
'my witness is the sky'
its lose lipped mouth'll
yell what it sees
from behind the safety
of clouds
and still give out a
intro and conclusion
that'll make ya say
'awe'

apathetic <> insubordinate

I'm up in the woods I'm down on my mind I'm building a still to slow down the time.

My First Days on Junks No Order has hit college radio and is getting some play from what I can tell. Don't forget to call you college station and request it.

1. separate
2. rain
3. affliction
4. reliance
5. foxy
6. excerpts
7. well balanced
8. get out of your own way
9. uncomplicated
10. you

that "hurricane what's-her-name" mentality was not for me and never could be cause it surely brings bitter things and misery

spent the nite framing. it took a few hours because i am slow but i framed 7 smaller prints. now i just have to figure out the big ones... and get some more wall space somehow... or do some outlandish hanging a-la the steve keene neon newport hazard hanging of the early 2000's. the wood paneling really held that together.

black crows breath
floating out,
heat into cold,
just like yours.

tonite,
the cold heats skin
touching skin
under blankets
in close sleep
because
it needs some peace
just like you.