GlitteryChunks wrote:I hate "festivals". And by "festivals" I mean those long lines of tents where people are selling tye dye tapestries and rock jewelry and fucking bags like they're some kind of artisan community gathering at a sanctuary. You fucking assholes. I know you bought all this shit from a fucking distributor. Why don't you go hang out at walmart to pedal your wares you chiseling fucks.
Moustache_Bash wrote: Oh, man. I have that happen to me all the time. It's like I don't know what kind of music I enjoy any more, or what sounds good.
Make songs out of stuff you don't like anyways. Just keep creating, man. You'll get out of your funk.
Yeah, I think you're right. As some TED talk doof said once "you can't think your way out of a writing block, you have to write your way out of a thinking block."
sonidero wrote:I record Dove and traffic noise and in a month or two I can add cicadas to the mix...
I here you man. Thanks for the pat on the back bud. I just needed to vent.
It's not like I could afford to drop that much on a pedal even if I had the money. My understanding is that newer Anti-Nautilii won't have the foot switch, it'll be a toggle I think, so I'd prefer the older one, but not like I could afford it for my wankery anyway. Ah well. Such is life.
GlitteryChunks wrote:
fldrvr wrote:FUCK!!!!!!!! Of course, the second that unemployment hits, all the rad pedals come out of the woodwork. Particle? Where the fuck you been the last month I've been bumping for one? The moment I scrape together the dough, hello financial uncertainty! Sure, make yourself at home. Anti-Nautilus? With the footswitch? Are you kidding me? Now? Of course! Fuck you and your fucking bullshit FLDRVR!
GlitteryChunks wrote:I hate "festivals". And by "festivals" I mean those long lines of tents where people are selling tye dye tapestries and rock jewelry and fucking bags like they're some kind of artisan community gathering at a sanctuary. You fucking assholes. I know you bought all this shit from a fucking distributor. Why don't you go hang out at walmart to pedal your wares you chiseling fucks.
Yes and no. In that situation he's at least describing coming across homemade things. Whereas I have much more disrespect for the tents that just have a bunch of made in China trinkets. Though I guess there's usually a mix.
Bill Burr is so funny. "You People Are All the Same" had me dying from the get go.
fldrvr wrote:
GlitteryChunks wrote:
fldrvr wrote:FUCK!!!!!!!! Of course, the second that unemployment hits, all the rad pedals come out of the woodwork. Particle? Where the fuck you been the last month I've been bumping for one? The moment I scrape together the dough, hello financial uncertainty! Sure, make yourself at home. Anti-Nautilus? With the footswitch? Are you kidding me? Now? Of course! Fuck you and your fucking bullshit FLDRVR!
Dude! be glad you didn't pay that much for an anti-nautilus. Cloudscapes quoted it for way less on the sonic crayon FB than that was going for.
I here you man. Thanks for the pat on the back bud. I just needed to vent.
It's not like I could afford to drop that much on a pedal even if I had the money. My understanding is that newer Anti-Nautilii won't have the foot switch, it'll be a toggle I think, so I'd prefer the older one, but not like I could afford it for my wankery anyway. Ah well. Such is life.
Yeah I'm not really sure what cloudscapes is thinking with the toggle. I'm pretty strong, I think I can handle a footswitch (softswitch?????) if the cards were down. Whereas with a toggle there isn't that flexibility of tabletop OR floor.
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An acquaintance of mine killed himself. I saw his last picture of himself and his suicide note on Facebook. While we weren't close, he was like a brother to some of my closest friends. They are devastated. I hardly knew him and I'm crushed. I don't know how to process it and I have to grin and bear it while I take care of my son.
My force of habit, I am an insect
I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact
blooghost wrote:Fuck ticks and fuck Lyme disease! The Mrs. had blood work done, and she tested positive for the shit.
Fuck dude. Hopefully they caught it early enough for it to be dealt with.
Yeah, we're hopin' so. She got bit last summer and caught Rocky Mountain spotted fever. And the odds of that happening where we are were 1 in a million. She's done better today; hasn't thrown up, appetite's been normal. I hope like hell she gets over it soon.
chuckjaywalk wrote:An acquaintance of mine killed himself. I saw his last picture of himself and his suicide note on Facebook. While we weren't close, he was like a brother to some of my closest friends. They are devastated. I hardly knew him and I'm crushed. I don't know how to process it and I have to grin and bear it while I take care of my son.
Watching my friends deal with this loss has helped me deal with it, too. His closest friend, Sam, has been like a big brother to me for years. Seeing how much this hurt him put everything into perspective. Around 5 years ago, I told Sam that I would kill myself eventually. It was sort of inevitable. My uncle did it. My other uncle and my father attempted and failed. At least one great uncle had, and I suspect another. It was just sort of my destiny. He told me that it wasn't even an option. He told me that suicide would only magnify my pain and spread it amongst all the people I know. Then we talked about wrestling. Last year, when I had my breakdown, his words slowed my descent. Today, I'm going to be strong for Sam and all the other people left behind.
My force of habit, I am an insect
I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact
one of the reasons i didn't kill myself last winter was that my oldest friend would have been devastated. i just couldn't do that to her. if the job and move to Charlottesville hadn't happened, though, i might have gone ahead. the move across the country was the alternate way out.
In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni
FIFTY YEARS OF SCARING THE CHILDREN 1970-2020--and i'm not done yet
chuckjaywalk wrote:An acquaintance of mine killed himself. I saw his last picture of himself and his suicide note on Facebook. While we weren't close, he was like a brother to some of my closest friends. They are devastated. I hardly knew him and I'm crushed. I don't know how to process it and I have to grin and bear it while I take care of my son.