Mended Structure

It took a week, but I think I have a coherent, workable outline. I'd like to thank the makers of Red Bull for making this possible.

Back and Forth

Too many voices, too many songs infiltrate my head. While trying to compose two tracks sharing the same elements, they keep shouting at each other from different lobes. Which is very appropriate, being that that's exactly what the songs are about. I had a different plan for this weekend, but when inspiration calls, it's best to answer.

Day and Night Coincide

Finally, the day job experiences coincide with research in Patch: how to effectively portray a massive temper tantrum of cosmic proportions.







And finally: this one for the last line . . . if I heard one of my kids say this I'd probably die laughing.

A Better Hurdle

Follow the muse . . . this one's been with me longer anyway . . .

Abortion

Fuck.

3

Slowly but surely the pieces will make themselves mine.

2 - Dramaturgical Butcherings

QUESTION OF THE DAY: What if one does not have the means to cleanse themselves of their petro spirit? Will that spirit ultimately tip what was once not in its favor to something completely the opposite, therefore never allowing for harmony of the beings, but instead creating a total takeover for the petro spirit?

Day One

Potential Energy

Day Zero:

Before the final try. Many a walk, many a reflection, and -----[space]-----. Not as much as I would've preferred, but enough to get the gears running.

Day Zero . . . I've lived in Day Zero for 13 years. And this next sip of Killian's Irish Red is for those years . . . it's time to say farewell to thee. Adieu m' lazy.