Monday, October 13, 2008

Monday

Went to a hardcore show on saturday. all 5 bands (Condominium, Question, Herds, The Agenda Chronic Seizure) were all really awesome. I swear, I witness some of the best stages presences when I go to these things. Its a spectical really. From jumping into the audiance to clothing removal. I believe that this is true musical expression

Let Go

-Let Go-

Delirium
At first glance, decisions made
Unstoppable
Pursue with blind faith

Thoughts turn to words
Words to actions,
Actions to hollow words
Lie

What was once bright has now become dim
The feeling fades
Apathy sets in
Parasite

Try to imply
To let her know
She feels so strong
She won’t let go

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Oct. 7th blog

Two Sundays ago. My band had a show at Eclipse Records in downtown Minneapolis. We played with 2 touring bands (Get Rad & Lewd Acts) and one big local band, In Defence. The show went very well. The venue was pretty awesome and had a nice layout for the type of music we play. The bands we played with were cool to us and joked around with us since we're all much younger then them. In Defence and Get Rad actually mentioned us and pointed us out during their sets. The other bands were really awesome as well. The highlight of the night was during In Defence's set people began stage diving. I got up and dove 3 times. Got some pretty good air the first time, but the other two times I was caught poorly, and the next dropped. The bruise on my ass just went away. A good Sunday night if I've ever had one.

Love Metaphor

Love is like a worm. It can be divided many times but still live on. It can be as such when love is blind or hides in the darkness.

Love Poem

Robert Browning: Meeting at Night

1The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

2Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

<http://www.poetry.com/lovepoems/lovepoems.asp>

The theme is two lovers are meeting at night. The author is saying that lovers can be driven apart but can never be separated emotionally.
A metaphor that is used: the entire poem is essentially a metaphor of the lengths one goes to to reach that special someone.