"Every man’s heart one day beats its final beat. His lungs breathe their final breath. And if what that man did in his life what makes the blood pulse through the body of others and makes them bleed deeper and something larger than life then his essence, his spirit, will be immortalized."

[i keep forgetting i have a tumblr]

so out of nowhere I get back into my concert scene.
got to hang out with less than jake thrusday in cape coral
those bros still got it, I cant believe they remembered me.
got me drunk back stage, gave me picks, and a signed set list.


and then last night I got free tickets to the sold out Dead Milkmen show at the Brass Mug In Tampa. tho ancient, these guys still rock out hard.
imagethey were mad cool dudes, got a bunch of rad buttons, and signed shit.

I forgot how lucky I am at concerts, and these two shows were the best ones to get back into the music scene again. Aquabats next, but I need me some electronic soon.


Chicago mean streets

if only cigarettes killed you faster.