BLACKING OUT AND BEING 30


i would say the name of this pretty much speaks for itself. the past couple weeks i have woke up not remembering much of what happened the night before...that is until i am reminded of what happened....the night before. im thirty. i feel 23. i wonder sometimes if thats a bad thing or eff it. i think we all have this idea burned into our heads that at this age we have to act this way and do these things. the idea being...that age dictates responsibility....but i would say its not age as much as it is what you got going on at that particular moment. when i stop and think about things that i am passionate about or deem important.....those things aren't the normal things i see all my friends and family "passing me up on". and yet im made to believe by everyone that im the one with the problem. sure i have my insecurities with certain things. but all in all. im pretty happy not being normal. not like i demand to be punk...or alt rock..and base my whole existence off making decisions and choices that are the antithesis of what normal "good little citizens" might do. because i really dont. regardless of what i am writing right now. blacking out....needs to stop....or...lets just say it needs to stop so frequently. will that happen? i will try.

coming down to Louisville to play a show...as a non citizen was kinda a weird feeling. had a couple friends show up....but not nearly the people i expected. which is okay. one thing Ive learned in my "career" in playing music... particularly punk and less desirable rock n roll...is that your friends dont want to hear it. although...i might have to retract that statement with oso bear. we travel well.  i think we had a total of 8 people from nky come down to Louisville to drink and shit. pretty rad really. anyways......the show was fun third street dive is a great place for music. and all was well. getting home at four in the morning kinda sucked, but Sundays are for sleeping.....and thats all i did.

sometimes i feel like the band is gonna take off to a point where i am gonna have to make decisions that could make or break me. like... giving up a job and everything else to take the risk of being a full time musician. something i have always wanted but have never been in the right situation (people) to do it with. playing 260 shows a year making 600 a night sounds pretty awesome but split that four way and pretty much forget about having any sort of meaningful relationship.....a house....a dog......i think when you romanticize about it... seems awesome. but when it comes down to actually doing it...and giving up everything to make the jump....you become hesitant...i am pretty committed to doing it...but on what level? thats what i dont know.