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Monday, January 08, 2007

Better Than Bread Pudding

If you'll all be so kind to think back...think back to Dec 27th of 06....imagine what it was like then...imagine....if you only imagine I promise I shall be back very soon with something more current....

I'm relieved that I wasn't in the midst of one of my "******** you god" monologues when it hit because it might have sent me to into some churchy hysteria that would most certainly have alienated most of those dear to me (myself not excluded from said group of intimates). I was however lost in writing when all of a sudden I found myself curiously having to decide whether someone had slipped mescaline in my Rubios or if a truck had hit my house. In polka dot pj bottoms I managed to dial Shalon whilst wedging myself into a doorjam. I imagine I looked like a cartoon polka dotted cat that someone was trying to dump out of a shoe box into a full tub of water - one giant X, head tilted a bit to hold the phone between my ear and shoulder. Shalon confirmed my sanity and the earthquake's brief visit. Unfortunately it returned the next day to wake me at 9:30. If you want a pure "WHAT THE ********?!" moment, I do recommend trying out an earthquake. Aint nothing like it to shake your foundations.

Wooh! That was wordy was it not?

I just returned from seeing the boys in the band. We practiced a bit. Hunter and I have beards. Adam is clean shaven - seems he and I switched places for a moment. Everyone (aside from yours sruffily) looks good and the rehearsal went very well. Smith joined us on drums and RJ picked up the Bass for a song while Hunter checked his email.

I saw Jeffree Star perform for the first time recently. The boy's a natural on stage. Spoke with Nick 13 for the first time in a while last night and he, Jerry and Joe are flowing together. I got a small taste of what's to come from him and I'm now even more excited to hear Nick's new contributions to the ever shrinking world of great songs.

I forwent Silversun Pickups and chose reclusiveness. I do wish I could have seen Mr. Enigk as well but I was on my way to see the fam for Santaday. Santaday and the surrounding days were very nice. I ate between sleeping jags.

Other than that, I'm searching for boots paintings, and art hoodies between much needed gyming, friend loving and writing. Looking forward to NYE for once. Hope you're all fancy.


I ate it all.


DXH

So I must apologize for my tardiness (again), but I have been bizzybizzy.
Mainly I've been dividing my time between working on my biceps by benchpressing Ferraris filled with supermodels and teaching the homeless to read.
All the rest of my hours have been spent slaving on Blaqk Audio. We're entering the studio in a matter of days to record vocals. We're very excited.
I'll be posting a tracklisting and an album title when it's finalized.
We also have a website, blaqkaudio.com, which will be undergoing a major transformation very soon.
If I have any time I'm going to try to put together a couple of simple t-shirt designs too.
In the meantime I thought I'd post lyrics to one of the songs, just so you know I'm not lying about us finally putting out this album.



Black-Ink Style


So she found him in a sprawl, collapsed and glowing pale

on the ground. His hair spread like a melting angel

like a fire crawling across the floor.

In this moment, in this still inchoate

she loves him.

In this moment, in this light she loves him like no one has.

He held onto elegance easily.

She'd never seen him this way.

She holds on to this picture lit perfectly

and she holds the dust forever.

So he finds her in a sprawl, woven deep in memories revisited and reworked.

The scars get covered up with cherry blossoms that never felt

as soft as this

He held onto elegance easily.

She'd never seen him this way.

She Holds on to this picture lit perfectly

and she holds the dust forever.

Freeze the frame right here he found the perfect pose.

It comes to him naturally.

Freeze the frame right there he found the perfect pose

It came to him naturally.

Surely you must remember him?

Where is the second one from?

gonk

I've never once laid eyes on it. O__O;;

Wednesday, January 10, 2007
p.s. the lyrics were written by Davey. Like in AFI, I'm writing all the music and doing all the programming for Blaqk Audio and Davey is writing the words. Nnnnghhh!!

Thursday, January 11, 2007


XTRE XTRE XTRE!

I've got some late breaking news... and exciting news it is! On Saturday, January 20th, AFI will be making our first Saturday Night Live appearance! Hopefully they'll let us return again after I do my best Lucille Balle impression and try to squeeze my way into every sketch on the show. I thought you all might want to watch the fun so I just cut to the chase. That was the chase... and the rest goes a little something like this....

NYE was a blast. I think I may have fallen in love with the gold mic during the MTV performance (the wedding e-vites shall arrive shortly.) You should have seen the view from the studio....thousands of seemingly foamy, Seusse -esque, red hats bobbed below in a sea of NYE mirth. I swear, standing in that square til 12am when starting at hours of the morning during which I myself would typically be calling it an evening requires and outlook that is too foreign to this boy...but more power to all you ball drop lovers. The rest of my evening was spent sweating my hair into a puff on a dance floor alongside Lou Koller, Damien Xplsion and many well done drag queens, cyber girls and assorted lovelies of a similar fabulous nature. The GoGo dancers let me share their dressing room which was a party in itself. It seemed to be in a constant state of pansexual make out. Can't complain about that really. A topless girl told me that I inspired her to move to NYC from her tiny VT town and "rejoin civilization." She said it meant a lot...it was a very nice compliment. (She, by the way, was on the dace floor, not in the dressing room with the rest of the topless). The city got cold and drizzly around 5am but it was quite a nice close to great night.

I've been sick but the Doc's helping, the tea's flowing and I've got a new LaChapelle book to keep me stimulated. I finally watched Stage Beauty. Nils got it for me for my birthday but I hadn't had time to watch it until now. It's great. Boogie Nights and Party Monster were in rotation earlier in the week. You already know that those are necessary.

The more I listen to Silversun Pickups the more bummed I am I didn't leave the house that night. There's pleasantly surprising Samiam moments later in Carnavas. If you've heard both you might know what I mean...or think I'm crazy....wonder if they like Samiam....


Okay, enough, it's just Some Candy Talkin anyway....I'm gonna make tea.

DXH

It's his diary then. xD


Danggg, I forgot all about blogspot.
I have one. Thanks to him.
But I have no friends on there because all my friends are addicted to myspace and xanga. :/

Off to view his "diary" x3

whee heart

Who needs special K? Really, sing all day. Sing high and loud and then spend a few hours channelling that breathy femme fetal in each and every one of you, and you'll find yourself deeper in a trance hole than an early 90's Limelight fixture. I'm lost, the past days and days of singing has gotten me quite deep into somnambulance. The traveling probably hasn't helped either. I've found myself screaming at elevator doors and menacing my friends with loud serenades of Oliver Twist solos. Oh, it's gas.

A very nice gentleman by the name of Milton who works at one of my favorite macro haunts gifted me a cupcake yesterday morning. I kept it in it's cute little plastic bubble casing all day, sequestered it away in it's perfect cupcake atrium til I decided it's time was up last night. It tasted like the atrium I believe. I'm told it made me taste like one of those toy balloons used to tie into Dachshunds. Wonderful.

At the restaurant I ran into Toby from H20 (he was with a nice gentleman named Michael who starred in True Romance), a still anonymous blonde girl with huge, pretty, blue eyes who I smile at often of late, and the old man that I think looks like Charles Bukowski - though Nick 13 and Adam argue that what he has in common with Charles is the fact that he's old and a man - who is always there. Every time I eat there, he's there. Morning, afternoon, night, he's there. It's bizarre.

I sang on Nick 13's record last week. It was a good time. I got some high quality hang time with Joe and Jerry together for the first time since DU was tracked. The Tiger Army record is going to be fantastic. Nick's voice is beautiful and his melodies are the same. I actually got to sing with an extremely talented gentleman for a few of the songs as well. I'll let Nick let you know who that was himself.

SNL was absolutely fabulous. The cast and everyone involved with the show were warm, welcoming and lovely. My mother told me today that the show first aired the year I was born. I feel as if I began watching around the same time I was enjoying Sesame Street and the wonders of kindergarden. Being on the show was a dream come true and, simply.. really, really fun. Jeremy Piven was very friendly and had quite the nice physique to go with his amiable personality.

The day before I spent shopping and hitting my favorite vegan spots. My recreational activities after the performance had me out til about six thirty am. I would go into detail, but I wasted too much of your time on plastic flavored pastries already. Good times were had.

the cupcake had it's redemption today through the delightful taste of it's ******** cupcakes

DXH