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[11 Oct 2008|12:09am]

courty_b
You want to know the truth? I fucking hate my life right now. Comeback my ass. There's nothing going on here other than users, abusers, bad decisions and fucked up happenings. I hate who I've become. I hate who I am. I want to run home as fast as I can but I don't know where home is. I no longer have a home. My home now lives in Austin. My home is far away in the Hoosier state. My home is in Lafayette. My home is down the road. My home is up the street. My home is away away away away away. I am not home within myself. I am fucking nothing. I am homeless. I am mother fucking homeless. I don't know who I am. I am sick and I am sick of all this swerving driver.

I.


Want.


Out.
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[10 Oct 2008|03:56am]

courty_b
I'm afraid you're slowly forgetting about me.
Hence the panic attack I'm been having for the past half hour.

Cue meltown: T minus NOW.
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[02 Oct 2008|04:25am]

courty_b
Here's what I need. You. Arms outstretched and hands cupped to the nape of your neck. Legs crossed under the chocolate colored covers. Face bright and tired at the same time. The slow rise and fall of your warming chest set in rhythm to the tone of your calm breath. I don't need any contact. Not even eyes. I just need the comfort of knowing your here with me and the ease of feeling like the simplicity of that moment could last forever.
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[02 Oct 2008|04:24am]

courty_b
I can't seem to get out of Mandeville. Shit.

Too many salty hands and lime soaked teeth and tequila burns in my throat. Too many Abita Ambers and chilled mugs and full-bellied feels. Too many Camel Lights and pseudo sore lungs and smoke blown eyes. Never enough Bailey. Never enough Lesley.

I always seem to call you when I KNOW you're sleeping. There's something comforting in speaking one-sided but still knowing you'll hear my words eventually, more than likely by the time I've already worked things out on my own. Your voicemail is a brilliant listener. It's a strange sense of therapy, really. But don't get it confused. It's your voicemail I go to and no one else's.

Back in Baton Rouge. Attempting to shake but the cling is too strong.
Apathy. Apathy. Apathy. I just want to sleep forever.


I don't know what's going on here. I have my feet planted firmly on the ground, but my hands aren't needed there as well.
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[01 Oct 2008|10:57am]

thesenate
[ mood | creative ]

i thought of a great idea for SWAK:

each month next year, we debut one new song at the end of the month - but here's how:

each month next year, we write one new song and take it on the road with another band and video tape the whole experience.

we pick a band with whom we play 3 shows that month and we get that band to give us their commentary on the newest song after we've played it live each week. with their comments taken into consideration, we can make minor changes to the song each week until it's recording time.
then at the end of the month, once we've taken all of the other band's suggestions into account, we record that song and edit the video together so that the song becomes the soundtrack to a 5-minute webisode of our adventures with that particular band.

the songs would only be available to listen to via youtube for the duration of that year. play count goes up on youtube if people are really interested. i guess.

at the end of the year, we take the final mixes from each month and we get them mastered together as a unit and sell that the following year as an album. an hour's worth of video is attached as we show the whole process of making that album.

perhaps a residency at the iron rail or the big top would put this idea over-the-edge. for 3 weeks out of each month, we're playing with our monthly sister-band and on that 4th week, we premiere the song and the video for that month every month on the last day of the month. maybe we offer a flash-drive party during the screening - if you bring a flash drive with you, we'll have a computer set up where we can dump the video and the song onto your flash drive for free. no cd's available until the whole album is complete and mastered.

what do you guys think?

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