My new favorite song. Lonely Island guys and T-Payne = LULZ! Kinda funny how it was me and ol' stellabambino who found 'em and put some of their stuff in SON OF! (remember THAT thing? Oh, good times and LULZ were had by ALL!) back in the day.
Anyways. Today was a good day....for me. Not for the ship. Apparently Tortuga is without a doubt one of the worst ships in the fleet. Back when it was posted in the States, they lied about every piece of matinence they did on it and now it's coming back to bite THIS crew in the ass. Honestly, everyone from enlisted to officer has the same words on the tongue: "We couldn't of been posted to a worse ship than this". I'm thankful this is only my first command - if I had been sent elsewhere and THEN made to report here I think it would have probably been worse for me. Instead they sent me straight into the number one reason people want to get out of the Navy. No matter where I get sent to next, there is no remote possibility whatsoever of it being any worse than it is now. None. Zero. Zilch. Nada. I've talked to guys who've been stationed from Bahrain to Bremerton to Yokosuka, and they have all told me the same thing: This is as bad as it gets.
So as I said, ANYWHERE they send me after this is going to be a damn vacation.
In other news, I'm still contemplating staying in for a (GASP!) second tour of duty. If I do, it'll mean I'll get Shore Duty; possibly in Sasebo (which I have come to believe is one of those made-for-shore-duty stations). However, the fact remains I want to return to the states to finalize putting together my novels, getting them published, and of course finally get around to starting JUNKION.
SPEAKING of JUNKION, I was recently reading an article about Frank Miller in a magazine today and it really touched a chord with me. I want JUNKION to be to the American music scene what Frank Miller's movies and stories are to comic books. I want to be the badass sonofabitch that gatecrashes the fancy dress party and leaves with a girl on each arm after slugging one or two effeminite emo kids in the mouth. I've also been reading a lot more of the Beat Generation literature, right now in the middle of Naked Lunch. It's really inspiring me musically as well (if such can be believed). Allen Ginsberg and Kerouac were always my favorites in high school, and now that I've got ahold of some Burroughs it's all starting to click. JUNKION, if it can be fully realized, is going to be something new. Something crazy.
If I can get up the money, get one or two people involved in the project with me, and get at least a full album out along with a few singles...I'll have something. All I've got right now is a dream and, more importantly, a plan. So long as I've got those two things, and the drive and motivation to see it through, JUNKION will rise.
THE SONIC SCHIZOPHRENIA THE KINGS OF CROSSGENRE THE MUSIC OF THE FUTURE THE SOUND OF THINGS TO COME WITHOUT DOUBT OR COMPROMISE SARCASM AND ATTITUDE TO SPARE WE ARE JUNKION AND WE DON'T CARE |