Re-emergence

How sweet it is to talk to someone that you've lost contact with for months! My good friend K. contacted me yesterday after what seems like a lifetime of separation. It seems he might be making an appearance down here in a month or so - it would be a good change of pace to see him again. Hopefully we'd have time to jam with the rest of We Are The Answer. Speaking of which, we've got two more songs, tentatively titled "Here Comes The Heartbreak" and "Cigarette." Our sound keeps evolving, and it's exciting to see our sound grow and mature. Every day we get better - a month or two and we'll be solid enough to start playing some local shows!

A. still hasn't made it down here, and I have a feeling that it might not happen anytime soon. Then again, income tax returns are due, so that might provide the money for such a trip.

As always, I've been reading a lot. I just re-read American Psycho and The Rules of Attraction (I suppose I was on a Bret Easton Ellis kick), as well as Battle Royale and The Chips Are Down. I've just recently began writing a book about a man who returns to New York from Tokyo, and his re-integration into American culture. An interesting topic, I'm sure, but the best is how the book reads. The words are situated in such a way that once you've finished reading it front to back, you then read the book vertically, back to front, which tells the story of the man returning to Tokyo from New York and re-integrating into Japanese culture. An ambitious idea, to say the least.

I'm also writing a script for a feature about 11 individuals who live in a house together, and the internal drama between them. As the story progresses, the viewer realizes that they only watch recorded media (no live feeds), drink only bottled beverages and eat only canned goods. What is really going on in this situation? Why are there 11 people living under one roof? Why do the characters very rarely leave the residence? Only time can answer these questions.

All in all I'm doing well. Procuring student loans is proving more elusive than once assumed, but I have no doubt that this will happen one way or another. The music is flowing freely, which is good, and my spirits are, for the most part, high.

Until next time,
B.

Ah, Karma

First of all, thanks D. for reminding me to do this (and for caring to read)- anyone who knows me knows I'm horrible with repetitive nature (updating this blog is no exception).  Also, shout outs to M. in Texas - the most employed unemployed nigga I know - and A. in the 'Burque... your time will come.

Karma is such an interesting force.  Just yesterday I gave a transient the last $2 I had to my name, and not 3 hours later did I find $41 floating around on the pavement on my walk back home.   However, lest we forget that there's a negative side to everything - I no longer attend the Los Angeles Recording School.  From the information that was given to me, the "Board of Trustees" of the "Corporation" that were to fund my musical endeavors here in L.A. somehow "misplaced" some $21,000.  Huh?

So this is my encomium to the most informative week of my life - you treated me well, Sunday, February 3rd to Friday, February 8th - I grew because of you, and the way I listen to and write music is forever changed because of you.  I've learned to manipulate outboard gear, and how to truly use a console.  Thank you, and hopefully I will have another like you soon.

Now, this is not to say that I won't be going to the school.  I just won't be going to school now.  I've had more trouble getting to this school than I've ever had with anything before in my entire life.  I've been actively seeking enrollment here for over a year, and this is just another speed bump.  So, don't immediately write off my blog (all 3 of you that read it), because I'm not about to stop because I'm not in school currently.

In other news: I've started a new band here - the name's We Are The Answer, a sort of jazz-metal j-rock post-hardcore group.  A friend and I just recently started collaborating and in 2 hours time, we've written our first single, the title of which is (tentatively) "Green Plastic Waterfalls."  Hopefully, I'll have something recorded so you can all hear it.

Other than that, nothing really new.  A. is coming down for a couple weeks in the next couple of days; I'm excited to see her again and find out how life is going for her.  And what else, you might ask, is on the horizon for me?  Who knows - looks like I'm going to have to procure a job for myself... or maybe I could just sustain a living off of street performance.  Who knows?

Leaving it all up to Karma,

B.