Hey, sorry about the lack of posting. I finally got all my homework caught up, though. As long as I'm gonna be in college, I might as well get good grades, haha.
In other news, Orange Hovercraft is still plodding along. We played a great set at the coffee shop a few nights ago...a normally calm, relaxed environment became a rocking environment with the aid of some sweet tunes...it was great. Steve, our guitarist extraordinaire, played a song he wrote...it's an ode to his girlfriend Eve. There's a story there I'm not comfortable going into, not yet.
However, it's still a great song. I'd like to say (inside joke - haha) that it was probably our best song of the evening. Not to say the rest weren't good, though.
After the set, Irene and I went to the movies - there's nothing good playing right now, really. I like to go to the movies, but when there's only one 6-screen theater on the entire campus, you tend to get bored fast. We went to see some chick-flick, I honestly could not tell you it's name. Didn't matter, anyway.
That's pretty much it, these past few days. I'll try and update you on my band as much as possible, so stick with me.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
English Homework
How's it going, Internet stalkers? Happy St. Patrick's day, I hope you all wore green. Otherwise, I'm gonna pinch you. Really hard.
I got a new piercing today. I already have the classic lobe piercing in both, a few twisty bar ones in the cartilage, and one in each my nose and eyebrows. Today, I got my lip pierced. I'm sure the dude I go to is really happy, since I've given him so much business. Sure, it can hurt a little, but overall it looks awesome. I'm not really worried about that whole "right ear = gay" thing, cause I'm quite assured in my sexuality. If you don't believe me, ask Irene.
So, nothing much happened today. I have a big writing assignment due in Creative Writing tomorrow. As a result, I haven't had much time with the band, at least not since the party. Instead, I've been trying to think of a good topic to write about. Short fiction, in the form of a journal...all I've got so far is the name of the main character; I'm thinking Drew. It just came to me...OK, really, it came to me after watching three solid hours of Who's Line Is It Anyway?. I was bored, OK? Don't hate me.
I guess this is going to have to be a short post, because of my project. You know, after only a few days I'm already addicted to this "blogging" thing.
I got a new piercing today. I already have the classic lobe piercing in both, a few twisty bar ones in the cartilage, and one in each my nose and eyebrows. Today, I got my lip pierced. I'm sure the dude I go to is really happy, since I've given him so much business. Sure, it can hurt a little, but overall it looks awesome. I'm not really worried about that whole "right ear = gay" thing, cause I'm quite assured in my sexuality. If you don't believe me, ask Irene.
So, nothing much happened today. I have a big writing assignment due in Creative Writing tomorrow. As a result, I haven't had much time with the band, at least not since the party. Instead, I've been trying to think of a good topic to write about. Short fiction, in the form of a journal...all I've got so far is the name of the main character; I'm thinking Drew. It just came to me...OK, really, it came to me after watching three solid hours of Who's Line Is It Anyway?. I was bored, OK? Don't hate me.
I guess this is going to have to be a short post, because of my project. You know, after only a few days I'm already addicted to this "blogging" thing.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
It's An Animal House!!
How's it going, future fans? My sincerest apologies for not posting last night, but I was busy partying.
OK, I know I said my frat wasn't that crazy, but we went all-out last night. By all out, I mean National-Lampoon all out. TOGA, TOGA, TOGA!!!! Everyone on campus was invited to it, and Irene showed up. Despite the insanity, I actually remained sober, because Diet Coke is my vice. I can really just work myself into a partying state of mind, without the help of anything other than caffeine.
There was one issue, however. One of my ex's showed up, and was kind of obnoxious. By obnoxious, I mean she smashed her beer bottle and threatened me with it. To be totally honest, I was scared out of my mind.
I had been in the kitchen with Irene, when Jane, my ex, stumbled in. She started screaming random nothings about how I "broke her heart" and all that stuff. She was VERY drunk, and she had a bottle of Rolling Rock in her hand. I thought she was too drunk to function, and I was gonna just let her simmer down, but she suddenly smashed her bottle and brought it up to my face. She started screaming about how she was going to mess my face up, and how no one would want me after that (obviously, that was radio-edited). Lucky for me, Tony, one of my frat bros, came in and talked her down. Right after she put the bottle down, she passed out, which was good. We threw her on the sofa in the attic, and went on with the party.
Really, other than waking up wondering where my toga was, not much else happened at the party. Well, OK, yes, one other cool thing did happen. Maybe I left it out because of modesty, who knows.
When the party was at its fullest, me and the other dudes from Orange Hovercraft had a great idea for publicity. Everyones gear was in my room, since we practice at my place, and we grabbed it and hooked it up. After a few songs, everyone was chanting our name. We even played a few songs I wrote, despite our lack of practice with them. At The Afterparty, How Hard Could It Be, the whole 9 yards. Someday we'll record them, and I'll put them on here, but until then you'll just have to think of the best song you know and multiply it by a million. Then you might be in the general vicinity of how good our stuff is.
I swear, we're incredibly close to getting discovered. I guess I've just got to hope there was someone with some pull in the record industry in that crowd...because we put on a great show. It was short, but sweet.
OK, I know I said my frat wasn't that crazy, but we went all-out last night. By all out, I mean National-Lampoon all out. TOGA, TOGA, TOGA!!!! Everyone on campus was invited to it, and Irene showed up. Despite the insanity, I actually remained sober, because Diet Coke is my vice. I can really just work myself into a partying state of mind, without the help of anything other than caffeine.
There was one issue, however. One of my ex's showed up, and was kind of obnoxious. By obnoxious, I mean she smashed her beer bottle and threatened me with it. To be totally honest, I was scared out of my mind.
I had been in the kitchen with Irene, when Jane, my ex, stumbled in. She started screaming random nothings about how I "broke her heart" and all that stuff. She was VERY drunk, and she had a bottle of Rolling Rock in her hand. I thought she was too drunk to function, and I was gonna just let her simmer down, but she suddenly smashed her bottle and brought it up to my face. She started screaming about how she was going to mess my face up, and how no one would want me after that (obviously, that was radio-edited). Lucky for me, Tony, one of my frat bros, came in and talked her down. Right after she put the bottle down, she passed out, which was good. We threw her on the sofa in the attic, and went on with the party.
Really, other than waking up wondering where my toga was, not much else happened at the party. Well, OK, yes, one other cool thing did happen. Maybe I left it out because of modesty, who knows.
When the party was at its fullest, me and the other dudes from Orange Hovercraft had a great idea for publicity. Everyones gear was in my room, since we practice at my place, and we grabbed it and hooked it up. After a few songs, everyone was chanting our name. We even played a few songs I wrote, despite our lack of practice with them. At The Afterparty, How Hard Could It Be, the whole 9 yards. Someday we'll record them, and I'll put them on here, but until then you'll just have to think of the best song you know and multiply it by a million. Then you might be in the general vicinity of how good our stuff is.
I swear, we're incredibly close to getting discovered. I guess I've just got to hope there was someone with some pull in the record industry in that crowd...because we put on a great show. It was short, but sweet.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Welcome to my Head
Hey, random blogger people. I'm writing this for those nutty biographers, who I'm sure will be busting down my door in just a few years. As soon as we get our big break...
My band's name is Orange Hovercraft. Don't ask me where the name came from, I joined when they kicked out the last singer because, quote, "he was a total tool". I suppose they think I'm not, and I try to live up to that. We're mostly alternative, but there's that cutting punk edge to a lot of our tracks that the fans seem to dig. By fans, of course, I mean the 20 - something people who ate up our only single, and who follow us from club to club. I guess they're really more of an entourage than a fan base, but I'm not here to discuss that, now am I?
I'm in college, currently attending Seattle University. I'm studying the Arts, but it won't matter in the long run, when I'm a famous singer. I'm in a fraternity, whose name I'm not saying so you weird stalkers don't come and follow me around, but it's pretty awesome. We all pretty much get along, and party a lot. We're not really the one known as the stinking drunk, no good low-lifes, but we do know how to have fun with life.
I've got a girlfriend, and she is the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. Yes, even more amazing than the band. Her name is Irene, and she's definitely my soul mate. She puts up with all my weird traits, and doesn't even mind me out with the band all the time. She's gorgeous as well, did I mention that? That's right, feel the envy.
I hope you all plan on taking a roller coaster ride, because my blog is about life, and that's what life is. Sit down and shut up, it's time for...ROCKIN' IN SEATTLE.
My band's name is Orange Hovercraft. Don't ask me where the name came from, I joined when they kicked out the last singer because, quote, "he was a total tool". I suppose they think I'm not, and I try to live up to that. We're mostly alternative, but there's that cutting punk edge to a lot of our tracks that the fans seem to dig. By fans, of course, I mean the 20 - something people who ate up our only single, and who follow us from club to club. I guess they're really more of an entourage than a fan base, but I'm not here to discuss that, now am I?
I'm in college, currently attending Seattle University. I'm studying the Arts, but it won't matter in the long run, when I'm a famous singer. I'm in a fraternity, whose name I'm not saying so you weird stalkers don't come and follow me around, but it's pretty awesome. We all pretty much get along, and party a lot. We're not really the one known as the stinking drunk, no good low-lifes, but we do know how to have fun with life.
I've got a girlfriend, and she is the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. Yes, even more amazing than the band. Her name is Irene, and she's definitely my soul mate. She puts up with all my weird traits, and doesn't even mind me out with the band all the time. She's gorgeous as well, did I mention that? That's right, feel the envy.
I hope you all plan on taking a roller coaster ride, because my blog is about life, and that's what life is. Sit down and shut up, it's time for...ROCKIN' IN SEATTLE.
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