wtf?
i did locate a version of the can i take you without main vocals. it's very very weird. it has the "running down the stairs" and recording room chatter, though. the bass seems too loud. i must've removed some. the "doo doo doo" so funny now. that was the mighty robin bass. damn, that thing was huge on record. i still like my remix, after listening to this. i think that it's more polished sounding.
whoop, here it is.
i'm dying to hear their live ep, but far too embarassed to ask for one. being the glen matlock of red cloud really sucks. i hate that the booze/mental demons got me.
these things happen, i suppose. it appears that it's going to haunt me for life. i do seem to fuck up every job that i procure. only because "i can't take it anymore." how lame is that? if only i could resign myself to being ass-fucked by employers, i'd be okay. the funny thing is, it takes about three or four years for me to quit jobs. then, i'll spend time getting high and playing didgeridoo for a month or so before i seek employment.
what is wrong with me? i like working, i like the bass, but...i hate that i hate other people. something is totally miswired in jeremy's brain. i'd love to blame it on my year off from high school to drop acid, but i think that these problems started before that. i wish that i knew more about my father's illness. i'm certain that the booze was a factor with him, but i don't know much more. i do know that his father doused him with gas and set him on fire as a punishment, and shot him with a 12-gauge of rock salt. maybe mental illness runs in my family. what do y'all think? (comments go here.)
erich's remark that "at least i ain't shootin' you" is so true. i'm glad that wull didn't endure those amazing beatings, and only overheard them. it still hurts me, though. the feeling of telling my father that i hated him (i was 13) is still a recallable (is that a word?) feeling.
his response was totally lame.
"so now you hate me? fuck you, you little bastard."
all of this while getting beaten with a (choose your punishment) 2 x 4. i never thought that he'd hit me with it, really. erich chose wisely, and picked a flimsy monster (1/8" x 2" spruce).
i wish that i had come across that mother fucker (an apt term, really) while in del rio.
whoop, here it is.
i'm dying to hear their live ep, but far too embarassed to ask for one. being the glen matlock of red cloud really sucks. i hate that the booze/mental demons got me.
these things happen, i suppose. it appears that it's going to haunt me for life. i do seem to fuck up every job that i procure. only because "i can't take it anymore." how lame is that? if only i could resign myself to being ass-fucked by employers, i'd be okay. the funny thing is, it takes about three or four years for me to quit jobs. then, i'll spend time getting high and playing didgeridoo for a month or so before i seek employment.
what is wrong with me? i like working, i like the bass, but...i hate that i hate other people. something is totally miswired in jeremy's brain. i'd love to blame it on my year off from high school to drop acid, but i think that these problems started before that. i wish that i knew more about my father's illness. i'm certain that the booze was a factor with him, but i don't know much more. i do know that his father doused him with gas and set him on fire as a punishment, and shot him with a 12-gauge of rock salt. maybe mental illness runs in my family. what do y'all think? (comments go here.)
erich's remark that "at least i ain't shootin' you" is so true. i'm glad that wull didn't endure those amazing beatings, and only overheard them. it still hurts me, though. the feeling of telling my father that i hated him (i was 13) is still a recallable (is that a word?) feeling.
his response was totally lame.
"so now you hate me? fuck you, you little bastard."
all of this while getting beaten with a (choose your punishment) 2 x 4. i never thought that he'd hit me with it, really. erich chose wisely, and picked a flimsy monster (1/8" x 2" spruce).
i wish that i had come across that mother fucker (an apt term, really) while in del rio.
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