snipelfritz wrote:I have no problem putting mild effort into an "image" as I think there's truth to the idea that not having an image is still an image as you're still choosing what you wearing in front of people. It's just that the direction they're going with it is idiotic and doesn't match our music or audience.
I wear jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of Vans or Chucks footwear in black. On stage I'd wear exactly that. What image would that be? And that wouldn't matter what music the band played.
That's what someone in a rock band, after the existence of punk, playing bars would wear (which is pretty much how I'd describe ourselves).
This whole thing is a minor annoyance, what really bums me out is the misrepresentation of the rawness of early funk in the annals of history.
snipelfritz wrote:I have no problem putting mild effort into an "image" as I think there's truth to the idea that not having an image is still an image as you're still choosing what you wearing in front of people. It's just that the direction they're going with it is idiotic and doesn't match our music or audience.
I wear jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of Vans or Chucks footwear in black. On stage I'd wear exactly that. What image would that be? And that wouldn't matter what music the band played.
That's what someone in a rock band, after the existence of punk, playing bars would wear (which is pretty much how I'd describe ourselves).
This whole thing is a minor annoyance, what really bums me out is the misrepresentation of the rawness of early funk in the annals of history.
It reads as though he somehow managed to take years of therapy and self help, boiled it down into a suspicious residue, and then booted it into his cock.
WWPD?
fcknoise wrote:You are all fucking tryhard effort posting nerds
Invisible Man wrote:
I'm probably the most humble person I know. I feel good about smelling my own butthole.
Jesus Was a Robot wrote:Did you just assume Billy Corgan's dildo preference??
sonidero wrote:You guyzzz are so slacker 90's... I kinda think errybody be born a generation or two too late...
What a coincidence. I was a slacker in the 90s. Still am a slacker and I still wear flannel shirts too.
spacelordmother wrote:
Though due to male pattern baldness, I won't wear my hair long anymore. People if you're going bald, for Christs sake get a fucking hair cut. Long hair and baldness just looks silly.
D.o.S. wrote:Plus it allows you to grab some clippers and save money from going to the stylist/barber/hair expert.
Exactly I get my missus to operate the clippers though. It was the one thing I missed about getting my hair cut at the hairdressers was having some chick brushing her tits across the back of my head while she was doing it.
I have always been a big proponent of following your heart and doing exactly what you want to do. It sounds so simple, right? But there are people who spend years—decades, even—trying to find a true sense of purpose for themselves. My advice? Just find the thing you enjoy doing more than anything else, your one true passion, and do it for the rest of your life on nights and weekends when you’re exhausted and cranky and just want to go to bed.
It could be anything—music, writing, drawing, acting, teaching—it really doesn’t matter. All that matters is that once you know what you want to do, you dive in a full 10 percent and spend the other 90 torturing yourself because you know damn well that it’s far too late to make a drastic career change, and that you’re stuck on this mind-numbing path for the rest of your life.
Is there any other way to live?
I can’t stress this enough: Do what you love…in between work commitments, and family commitments, and commitments that tend to pop up and take immediate precedence over doing the thing you love. Because the bottom line is that life is short, and you owe it to yourself to spend the majority of it giving yourself wholly and completely to something you absolutely hate, and 20 minutes here and there doing what you feel you were put on this earth to do.
D.o.S. wrote:Plus it allows you to grab some clippers and save money from going to the stylist/barber/hair expert.
Exactly I get my missus to operate the clippers though. It was the one thing I missed about getting my hair cut at the hairdressers was having some chick brushing her tits across the back of my head while she was doing it.
or go to the barbers and feel their crotch against your forearms!
Fuck. I have to close what was my main email account because of all the spammy, virusy, hacky nonsense that's been going on with it. The latest is somebody is using my email to setup monthly subscription services.
I know what's happened, for my old job there was a website I had to have signed in to my email so it could send emails from my email address. They must have a virus of some kind. Because it doesn't matter when I change my password, or who's computer I use to change it, because my account keeps sending out virusey emails...
D.o.S. wrote:Plus it allows you to grab some clippers and save money from going to the stylist/barber/hair expert.
Exactly I get my missus to operate the clippers though. It was the one thing I missed about getting my hair cut at the hairdressers was having some chick brushing her tits across the back of my head while she was doing it.
or go to the barbers and feel their crotch against your forearms!
D.o.S. wrote:Plus it allows you to grab some clippers and save money from going to the stylist/barber/hair expert.
Exactly I get my missus to operate the clippers though. It was the one thing I missed about getting my hair cut at the hairdressers was having some chick brushing her tits across the back of my head while she was doing it.
or go to the barbers and feel their crotch against your forearms!
Go to the right Barber and you can get both.
I live in a fairly small town so I see the same people a lot. There's a girl who I watched transition from an awkward guy to a pretty attractive lady.
The other day at the grocery store I let my eyes wander and i was checking out some tush and she turned around and it was the girl who used to be a guy. I feel like a lot of the redneck assholes around here would have a violent reaction to that, but I just want to be like "Good going, girl."
Not at you neon, I agree. Its a successful transition if you get that reaction.
I kinda miss all that now I'm shaving my head. If I could afford to I'd pay a lovely lady to shave my head with a straight, but we enter into fetish territory there. I just like the sensation.
Plus skin on skin accidental boob rub, what's not to like?
WWPD?
fcknoise wrote:You are all fucking tryhard effort posting nerds
Invisible Man wrote:
I'm probably the most humble person I know. I feel good about smelling my own butthole.
Jesus Was a Robot wrote:Did you just assume Billy Corgan's dildo preference??
The douche is strong with that guy. Taking a larger cut of the money! I bet he's getting all sorts offers for bands to join.
I get my missus to operate the clippers though. It was the one thing I missed about getting my hair cut at the hairdressers was having some chick brushing her tits across the back of my head while she was doing it. 
