Air.

I'm having a really hard time keeping up with this damn blog.
Maybe it has something to do with the fact that every time I try to log in my password and or username seems to have changed. Maybe -since I have 7543759435 different accounts on 5634 different websites- should write these things down so I don’t forget....

I was planning on writing something every day while on tour...ooooppss..
Now I'm back. A little more cynical and frustrated. A little thinner. Its always a bit discouraging but something keeps us all going. You the feeling of not quite getting enough air? A little uneasy and uncomfortable? When I'm home I feel like I'm locked inside a room while the air is slowly being vacumed out. Just slow enough for me be be driven uneasy to the point of insanity. I'd really like to get my side project up and running again. When I’m playing that stuff I feel like a weight has been lifted off of my chest, I can take a deep breath of fresh air and just enjoy being. I'd really like for it to be more than just a side project. I'm waiting for that day.
In the mean time...we're about to put out our new cd on the 15th. Our last one was good...for what it was...but moving on has been long overdue. We are all especially proud of this album. I believe in what’s being said. Every word and every note. I can only hope people care enough to listen this time around. Maybe then, through this , I’ll finally be able to take a deep breath and feel my world relax.

time will tell.

Scrappy

The average man....guy....male in our society today is bored. Confined to a life he was taught..no...tamed to live. I find myself wanting to pick fights. Rock the boat. Poke the bear. I have bad habits I can't quit. Do I even want to?
Lets deney ourselves passion, danger, lust, love, pleasure, discomfort, pain and adventure. Light the fuse and wait for the spark to hit the powder.

-Mr. Hyde

Every day

I could see myself living in the ocean with nothing new to say
I've got a grievance with devotion no matter where I sleep
I could see myself happy in my old age with no one around to save
and no one above my grave
Every day I spin the globe and think of life somewhere else
This is a necessary evil that I found in myself
I could see myself cursing at the ocean with nothing new to say
I've got a grievance with commotion no matter how loud i scream
I could see myself happy in my old age with no one around to save
There's no one above my grave
Every day I spin the globe and think of life somewhere else
This is a necessary evil that I found in myself
The sound of school bells ringing makes its way into my head
Even when I find a place that suits me fine
Every day I spin the globe and think of life somewhere else
This is a necessary evil that I found in myself