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A song I started working on a while ago. I’m getting...

Tue, 19 May 2009 02:14:53 -0400

A song I started working on a while ago. I’m getting towards something, but I think it still needs some work.

You are an architect
A badly built waiting room
I am a receptionist
with nothing to do

And I’m waiting, waiting for you

show me some vision
show me some form
keep me a secret
keep me warned

like a real home
warm and shallow
in these pages
keep me warm

well you’ve got vision
an uncertain future
kills this landscape
fences like sutures

and the whole town, well its waiting, for you

This is a song my friend Chris and I wrote a little while back....

Mon, 27 Apr 2009 00:51:33 -0400

This is a song my friend Chris and I wrote a little while back. Its definitely one of my favourite collabs.

And everybody’s still just sellin’ it
It’s still creeping through the country side
Twelve yards long and five miles wide
All the hate we couldn’t hide

Like a stagecoach set on fire
We were just rollin’ and blazin’
Tell me again what Los Angeles means
Arizona’s for the in-betweens

borderlines on your face
a journey’s end to consecrate
train tracks turn to rows of pews
as we travel through
cathedral city

You and I were vagrants then
without food or poetry
Father Grimm came to our car
said “get me out of here or you’ll be sorry”

So we took him to the 9th concession
Like Cain and Abel we played our part
Mainline deadshift Megachurch heaven
killed his faith and broke his heart

Video

Fri, 17 Apr 2009 21:20:00 -0400

So, last week I woke up at 6:00 AM after having gone to sleep at...

Wed, 15 Apr 2009 21:14:00 -0400

So, last week I woke up at 6:00 AM after having gone to sleep at 5:00 AM, and wrote down something. I found it this week, and expanded upon those thoughts.

Another thing I did last week was to copy most of Rihanna’s Good Girl Gone Bad. A bit of that shows up in here too. I kind of turned my incoherent 6 AM ramblings into a response to the crazed idealism present in most popular conceptions of romance.

haven’t slept for a week
but i’m on time
summon your inner politician
at least we made it out alive

messaged me at 6 am.
haven’t seen you for years
I’d dream about you if I dreamed anymore
The last dream I had was you walking out that door.

Raise the grey flag over him
This is the time of reckoning
And you’ll be strong when they call you in
you are a mighty wind

You said maybe we should start a club
I thought maybe we should sleep together
for a million years, for a million years
the sun’s rising again, again for love

But you’ve got to stop beating that dead horse
Because your love won’t get me elected again.
and even if I write you into my constitution
there’s a difference between what you say and what you can enforce

I’ve been on kind of a cover-kick recently, so I recorded...

Mon, 13 Apr 2009 11:11:04 -0400

I’ve been on kind of a cover-kick recently, so I recorded one of my favourite songs by the Constantines, who are possibly my favourite band.

canadianafterthought: Cardboard cupcake! My sister is so...

Sun, 12 Apr 2009 19:16:19 -0400

canadianafterthought:

Cardboard cupcake!

My sister is so talented.

I recorded an acoustic version of Patriots. Its a song I wrote...

Sat, 11 Apr 2009 12:19:00 -0400

I recorded an acoustic version of Patriots. Its a song I wrote about being a politician, being vain, but basically wanting to do right by people. See the electric version below:

About getting elected, and still having hope.

Fri, 10 Apr 2009 22:52:00 -0400

Just last weekend, I was elected Vice-President (Education) of the McMaster Students Union. Its a full-time job I’m incredibly excited for. I get to spend the next year of my life talking about/dealing with education, a subject I am incredibly interested in and passionate about.

It also means I’m on the Board of Directors for one of the largest student organizaitons in Canada, which is likely going to be a humbling experience. This is kind of scary for a guy with as huge an ego as me. However, I’m serving with a group of people that I believe in. I think that with a little luck and a lot of hard work, we can achieve the kind of great things we came here to acheive.

The original pressings of Armed Forces by Elvis Costello had this 45 included with a live recording of Watching the Detectives.

The show was from Hollywood High School, which had this motto: Achieve the Honorable.

Today I sat and listened to that album and reflected on Hollywood High School’s motto. I started a new blog in part, because I’m not the same person I was when I updated my livejournal back in High School. I’m going to be talking about different things here. I’m going to be trying to have an honest dialogue with myself and whoever reads this.

The farther I get from my youth, the further I descend into the shades-of-grey world of adulthood, the more I think it is important to keep communicating whats going on beneath the surface.

A Josh Ritter cover.

Fri, 10 Apr 2009 13:46:28 -0400

A Josh Ritter cover.

The grey haired man with glasses, gave me tribute Schools,...

Thu, 09 Apr 2009 23:00:53 -0400

The grey haired man with glasses, gave me tribute
Schools, roads, legacy without understanding,
now has a road all his own. - Me

“love is not easy
but how shall you know,
New England, now
that pejorocracy is here, how
that street-cars, o Oregon, twitter
in the afternoon offend
a black-gold loin?” - Charles Olson