guitarslinger

Vacation again?

2005-09-20T22:35:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone I'll spare you the details for now seeing how I'm short on time because the coffee shop here in Monterey is closing soon.

Here was our first stop Yosemite. Photo by yours truly.

What the hell do I do now?

2005-07-07T22:26:00.000-07:00

Bands suck. I wish there were five of me so I could do a solo project live without the pain in the ass of looking for other musicians who fit or who can play.

The first band I was in was good it seemed to work but we never did anything. Six years of biding our time. We played live in front of people a total of three times.; each of which without lyrics or a singer to sing them. We tried a couple of different singers, no one seemed to work. We had a breakup for a year or so. Then we started playing again. Marc the other guitarist started singing. We recorded a record. In the middle of recording I did something stupid, I joined another band; in LA; Present Tense got me excited to be doing music different than I was doing with the Funk Wagnalls. I feel bad now I topped all the other underlying crap that wasn't going good with the Funk. Sorry Marc. Present Tense went well. We wrote some interesting music, played alot of shows. They later let me go. Everyone for the most part was really great. There was so much pressure and I felt out of place sometimes, but it was no fault of theirs. I live about an hour and a half to two hours away from L.A. I worked six days a week. I have a wife. It makes sense to be in L.A., but I don't think that I would ever want to live in L.A! Tom I have only one thing to say; the next time you kick someone out of a band don't wear the shades. Anything but the shades.I still like you we can be cool but please don't do that shit to anybody else. The eyes are windows.

I only want to make music. I need to. It can be done. My old friend and I decide to work together. Andy and I have been friends since high school. Music has always been a common interest and so has church. We' ve been many places, we've done many things we've jammed together but never really collaborated. Maybe once or twice on some old four track recording. So we get one really solid idea and we roll it. We get carried away. We over step our resources. We start a band with some people and it doesn't quite work. Oh well fuck it lets play.

Andy and I are still going to rerecord alot of the ideas we have. Maybe when we're done you all will hear from us. And Marc too. and Tom and Jeremy and Mitch and Chris and Alex and Trevor and those guys and Present Tense and Big John and Aaron and Ryan and Jason and Powers and BSB and Henley and Kitty and Soviernty and Jonny and those Pabusa guys and Sean Craig and W.C. Sean and lots and lots of others... Good luck everyone don't get lost in between, 'cause I know I did.

Awe crap I forgot there's this figin' blog

2005-05-10T17:29:00.000-07:00

hey hi and sorry. Been a while since I've posted. Been a while since I've crapped my pants too, but who knows what habbits we take up. Life is swell just moved into a new apartment. It's nice and right by the pool. It's the first place I've lived that has two floors so of course I've already fallen down the stairs. My back is still sore. We have a flatmate; her name's Becca. Now that I'm living with two women and have already fallen down the stairs I feel a bit like John Ritter in some cheesey eighties sit-com. I'm waiting for Don Knotts to burst in the door and be extremely homophobic around me. Any one wanna go to the Regal Beagle?

"The middle you know, and now the begining, where it starts..." again Harlen Ellison

2005-01-28T18:11:00.000-08:00

Everybody chill... posting just the title was to invoke a little anxiety. Now that I have your attention... ahem. My name is Troy. I am male in gender. I live on what we call "Earth"...
oh no thats probably a little too general huh, being most of us are. I'm 27 forever wanting not to be 27, nor 28. I don't even want to hear the word "thirty". Somebody told me they wanted to go to 31 Flavors and I told them to fuck off. I work as a pizza delivery driver. Nothing gives me more joy when a little kid gives me the cash for the pizza from his or her parents. Cute little yuppy larva. I can't wait 'til I'm 47 and they tip me extra cause I'm still delivering pizza twenty years later. Not the most glamorous job, but it has it's excitement. I can now sling pizza, that is to say I can toss it in the air and make a perfectly round pie. I have been there for four years, and not once have I been invited into a middle aged houswife's home to give her a sample of our twelve inch saussage. That's okay, I'm married. I have a lovely wife(dammitjen). She's all smiles and giggles, but occasionally she's only all smiles and giggles on the inside. She has a childish way about her, like the kid who always has some strange science experiment going on. She loves animals, a little too much for my taste. She wants a dog realllllllyyyyy badly. She makes me laugh, wheather she's trying to or not, and that is one of the reasons I love her. I tend to be quiet. When somebody says the word introvert, I raise my hand. It's not that I don't have anything to say; it's that I don't want my overly sharp witt to run out. You only get so much, and I'm saving mine for God. Ha ha ha!!! I play guitar, hence the title of the blog, though you may have just assumed that I throw them at people. I have been playing for about ten years now. I am currently in a band. We have no name yet, as we are newly formed. If you have any suggestions, have at. I am the baby of four. And when I say baby, I mean it. I came along twelve years after my youngest sibling. I wasn't an accident, I wasn't a surprise, you see, my parents are Catholic. My mom says that I was a blessing. I was born Catholic, raised Catholic, practiced Catholic, then confused Catholic. Now I reside in a limbo we call Agnostic. I'm waiting to find it all out in the end. For now I will just live life and do the best I can. Childhood: I wasn't much different as a child. Just smaller. Which is not to say that I am not small still. I'm 5'5. I got picked on a lot when I was very small. Quiet and small, I always had friends. Most of which, I havn't seen in years. I never liked to do homework (what kid does). I daydreamed a lot. I still do. When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I said, "Luke Skywalker." Oh yes, Oh yes, I forgot to mention that I'm a huge geek. I still kind of want to be Luke Skywalker when I grow up. If I absolutely have to grow up. I go to the San Diego Comic Convention every year. My wife, dammitjen, refuses to go with me. She got lost and cried the one time I took her. I love to read a good comic. Alan Moore and Frank Miller ... the goood stuff. I 've decided this post has gotten way too long, thus concludes the begining. Later learn the cast.

Vacation well done with a side of lazer tag

2005-01-23T08:07:00.000-08:00

Good Morrow all. Sunday morn at the bro's house. Yesterday we left Sedona for here. Took a little senic loop through the red red Iron fed hills and then on to Phoenix. We rolled into Phoenix about 1'ish. My brother and his family weren't home so we went to the mall and ate and saw a movie to waste some time. We saw White Noise the flick with Mr. Mom in it about Contact with the spirit world though the medium of E.V.P. It wasn't very good, though the concept was interesting. The fact that your TV can be used as some sort of Oiji board is rather disturbing.
Back to my brother's for another jam session. I'd been missing the hell out of my guitar. Hadn't played in a week. After that a dinner of pot roast from the making of Ernie, my brothers wife, delish. Later since my bro's B-Day is in a couple of days we took him and the kids to play a game of lazer tag. I took 4'th place out of 35. I kick nerd ass. I don't play unless we're out here so I was damned proud of my placing. After that dominoes 'til 2am. sleep,wake,cigarette,computer, breakfast will probably be next, then the drive homeward and the rest of the day to relax before work tommorow. Then the real blog begins.

2005-01-21T21:36:00.000-08:00

go kids

2005-01-21T21:35:00.001-08:00

damn right

2005-01-21T21:35:00.000-08:00

the die in

2005-01-21T21:34:00.000-08:00

some pictures from the protest

2005-01-21T21:32:00.000-08:00

this one had an odd request of me

2005-01-21T21:30:00.000-08:00

they mix killer drinks too

2005-01-21T21:29:00.000-08:00

those crazy roswell folks know how to party

"There's wisdom in wine god dammit" Jack Kerouac

2005-01-21T20:51:00.000-08:00

So it's been a couple days. We've since been through Roswell, Santa Fe, and now are currently hanging out in Sedona, Az. It was an intresting time in Santa Fe. There was a protest on inaugaration day, good speakers, a die in. We went to a free show for the protest. Nothing like some good highschool punk rock to show how anti the youth is. After that we went to a bar and I drank four glasses of pinot noir. Now for me four glasses is a ton. I rarely drink and when I do I get extremely tossed, so I was extremely tossed. I started telling stories that I wouldn't finish before getting into another story. You could call me Tangent Man for the evening. Later I told the toilet a story about how tossed I was earlier that evening. The toilet listened quietly until I finished and then told me to go to bed with a sort of whooshing souind. Today I spent six hours in the car which I slept most of the way. We hit Sedona about 6:30. Killer meal of lamb chops and lobster at a fancy restaurant. I'm still uncomfortably full. Tommorow we hit my bro's again and then home on sunday. Back to work back to life that isn't really life. Vacation is life. I wanna get paid to go on vacation for the rest of my life, my only concern is what do you do when you take a vacation from vacationing. Man it's always something no matter what you do.

2005-01-18T20:31:00.000-08:00

giant stalagmite very falic?

2005-01-18T20:30:00.000-08:00

yet another giant stalagmite, geez nature is perverted

What world is this hidden beneath our own?

2005-01-18T19:23:00.000-08:00

Today was the amazing tour of Carlsbad Caverns. A jump in the car, a drive down the highway, and an elevator ride 800 feet below the surface of the earth. A walk through what seemed like standing in line for a ride at Disneyland. It seemed to surreal not to be all foam and trick lighting. The first word out of my mouth when we walked into "The Big Room" was one of Keanu's favorites ("whoa!!" of course). It was all I could seem to say the whole time we were down there. It was so vast and unyieldingly natural. All I could do was smile at my own redundancy and continue to go "whoa!!" 30 miles of caves does that to a person I guess. Another ride up the elevator, a shopping spree in the gift shop, and another ride up the highway. Hotel naptime. Dinner at a chinese buffet. It was odd but we couldn't find a chinese restaurant that wasn't buffet. I guess capitalism is practiced heavily in chinese restaurants cause there's not much else out here. Tommorow we stop in Roswell on the way to Santa Fe. Aliens and Railroad companies. 'till tommorow good night.

"Begin in the middle, and later learn the begining, the end will take care of it's self" Harlen Ellison

2005-01-17T09:29:00.000-08:00

Currently I am in Las Cruces, NM. Aw VACATION, the magical word that when you were a child ment three months in the summer. We arrived in Phoenix AZ sat. morning at about 3am.
5 hours later I awoke to breakfast at my brother Robby's house. We spent the day hanging about. didn't to much of anything, afterall it was a saturday. that night we had a little jam session. My nephew Ben is really commin up with the drums.
We left the next morning for Gila, NM. we got off to a late star so we missed the cliff dwellings, but the drive was awesome. We pullled into Las Cruces last night at about 7pm.
We went to dinner at La Posta in the town of Old Mesilla good stuff.
Any way I'm being told it's time to pack up. On to White Sands and then to Carlsbadd.

2005-01-17T09:12:00.000-08:00

coming out of gila forest

Hello world of electronic social destruction

2005-01-12T16:50:00.000-08:00

Smile when you read this for there is nothing more questioningly smirking than my life.