Dreamz.

Last night I dreamed that I saw Sunny Day Real Estate play with the Foo Fighters, Iron Maiden, and Led Zeppelin in Australia. I left once the Foo Fighters started.

Lethe Sounds

My buddy James has an awesome rare music blog up. He posts a variety of hard to find music- mostly noisy punk and hardcore.

Everyone should check out LETHE SOUNDS

With liberty and justice for all... who can afford it.

I fucking hate insurance companies. I hate bureaucracy. I don't have it near as bad as other people, either. It's such a sad state we live in; where people are denied the means they require to stay healthy just because some asshole wants more money in his trust fund. I want to tear it the fuck down.
Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore - so they can be exploited by corporations; so they can live in our slums; so they can be a scapegoat- an easy distraction from any real problems we may face.

New Band.

So Matt and I have decided to start another band on top of what we're already doing. We settled on Liar's Mouth as a name, so one of the hardest parts is over with. It's going to be melodic hardcore influenced by Ebullition and Dischord records, basement shows, and DIY punk attitudes. Matt got in touch with guy named Moe who plays drums. I heard some of his old band and his style is exactly what we need. I have most of a song written, and a bunch of old riffs that have been sitting around. Hopefully playing different music will keep my mind fresh to write some new stuff with Adam as well.

No Motivation

So I have almost no motivation. I'm broke and bored, but I'm horrible of getting out of this slump. I don't know why I can't seem to get things going. I'm just not as determined as others I guess. I've been meaning to read more lately, but it seems like I'd rather just lay around and do nothing than pick up a book. It sucks not being able to find enjoyment out of anything.

Access to technology; new roommate; etc.

I helped Joe move out today. Dave moved in. He's playing drums in the new band I'm starting, and he's pretty hilarious. He also has a computer, which means I might update this more often.

I was fired on Thursday, which really pissed me off. I have had a horrible toothache since early last week, and it gave me a fever. So when I called in on Thursday to tell them I couldn't come to work the owner responded with, "...[annoyed sigh, followed by an awkward pause] ... things just aren't working out, Cole." I said something like, "um... ok?" and then he hung up. What the fuck?! I hadn't called in before, and I fucking covered other peoples shifts when they called in- once working a 12 hour day after I had driven straight to work from Cincinnati.

Fuck. I hate looking for jobs.

Q: Are We Not Men?

The consumerist aspect of this time of year makes me sick. However, I did get a new mp3 player. Therefore, I will spend the rest of the day listening to Devo.