gymclassheroes

…What city are YOU coming to?

@ Ninja New York. Sushi and Ninjas. Just prior to this Jackie and I wandered into a farmers market that turned out to be a ‘hot set’ of a Jennifer Lopez movie. They let us wander around which was cool, but I was bummed when they wouldn’t sell me the organic goat cheese. Gahhhhh!

Well fuck….hello again tumblr it has been quite a while, I thought I was done posting here but I suppose I feel the need again, the 100 or so charachters that twitter leaves me to express whats going on in my life are rarely enough, and if I were to “tweet” all this I would start getting into bizarre John Maher territory (dude is obsessed with the tweets)anyhow…Things have been pretty cool, I started a new side project band with a couple of dudes you might know:

Eric Roberts of Gym Class heroes

Steve Curtis formerly of The Color Fred/Ley Royal Scam

Mike Cummings of Backwoods Payback

Our new project is called Polar Shift and it will be available to everyone very soon, it is a monster of a record that we are all very proud of recorded in my apartment, it is uncompromising mountain metal full of sweet ass riffs and burly beard sounding vocals.

In other news i’m finding lately that life is very uncertain, things aren’t always what they seem and people aren’t always what you think they are and it is bothering the shit out of me, I feel as though i’m living in constant fear of a number of different things and i’m fucking sick of it. I’m sick of feeling 100% unrelatable to people outside of my touring brethern. The only person in life you can count on is yourself and I really do plan to take that and run with it, I realize this all sounds like some cliche bullshit but right now it rings more truthfully than it ever has, i’m sick of being afraid to speak up, I have made inconvenience a neccessity in my life for far to long and hopefully I can pull my shit together and get life in order. I will now stop with the self pity and get on with the living but I think i’m going to be a frequent blogger again, just typing these little bits has made me feel a bit better about everything. so keep on following and thanks for your support.

…Quebec City…Back on tour…Daily hotels…Now I have no excuse for not showering regularly. Haha…

…Often I forget I own a house, and when I get up in the middle of the night I get confused and think, “damn this is a sweet fort.”

“What? This is not a reasonable place to park?”

flowers....


for the dead.(or the LIVEST)

I had to pay my respects, so I headed UPTOWN to the Legendary APOLLO THEATRE. There wee many mourners outside, every car that passed was bumping The King, his voice was pouring out of every window, i bought a couple bootleg memorial T-shirts, it was an eery night but to see so many people gathered showing so much love was so beautiful. R.I.P MJ, forever and always and inspiration……

My drinking buddy.