Thursday, February 23, 2006

Reiteration is key

To reiterate my new drunkn-blogging/what is missing in music and art today theme, here is a drunken email I wrote Rolando, but for some reason sent to Jesse instead:

YESM i am so there.
i rant into cosmso today on the train, so learned even more about the
acta who will be preforming. as you can probablyh detect mr. rojello,
i am fruuuuuunk drunk. but i had an interesting conversation about
what's missing inmusic and art these days with several people. i
think you are capable of filling that void, atleast to a larger extent
to all others who have tried. caryyon rlandjello, and make me damn

love, yours as alwaYS,


Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Drunken Blogging

So I've decided, based on the last two blogs and despite the intolerable cruelty of "publishing" so many nasty ass typos, my thing is the drunken blogging thing. yes. love it.

ps did you notice how blogspot underlines "blog" in red, as if it were spelled incorrectly? talk about dumbass.

Saturday, February 18, 2006


yesterday i downloaded the Symphonie Espagnole by LALO. it was a piece i had been a part of playing my senior year of high school.. THAT IS SOME HONEST, RAW, kicks you in the stomach shit. THAT IS WAHT IS MISSING TODAY!!

also, i jeust wanbted to mention how EXCITED i am to go skiing tomorrow on the GAYEST QUADRUPLE DATE EVER with jefffery marx, jessicraw lud, and jmo. TO THE MOUNTAIN WHERE I LEARNED HOW TO SKI ON AS A FOUR YEAR OLD I THNK> omd so excirted, passing out from the excitement...

Revelation # 498

TodaY I had several conversations with people that kind of served as a foolllow up to that last blof i wrote. i think my point to make is that what is missin g from my/our/the generation today is a true feeling of emphatic connection. music/movies/art, whathaveyou, is so much catered to a superficial level of appreciation, that most of it today misses that one link that matters- the abilty to make someone, completley foreign and unaware of it, connect to the piece. for example, i was talking with lucifer about why egon schiele was so amazing. we realized it was because there was that depth, that R A W emotion, that we were able to connect to , on som inexplicable level, really FEEL. that strength in ffeeling is so much missing in what is produced these days, and testifies to why our generation is turning into such a WASTELAND of the T.S. eliot cvariety.

on another note, on my way home from the bar, eliza and ihad a VERY genuine connection with our driver. we talked about why chinese boys were like chinese girls, and how latinas son muy fuerrrte en nueva york. THAT was a real human connection, never mind the state of intoxication involved. that was REAL and that was HONESt, and that is what most of us crave. that is why the music we are listening, and the movies we are seeing, are not wholly fulkfilling...their void is their sincerity and honesty, their RAWNESS iffff you will.

otra cosa...hoy dia el secretario de defenso DONALD RUMSFELD (aka THE axis of evil) hablo en el Council. it was MUUUUY scary, and i will have to elaborate more, mas tarde.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

I drowned in my own self-absorption

So one of the reasons I have always been so disdainful of/violently opposed to blogs is because it provides a massive outlet for the shameless self-absorption our generation exudes. Yet, being as much a part of this joke of a generation as i am, i can't deny my own pitiful state of utter self-absorption. so, acknowledging that reality is how i unwittingly (or completely purposefully) ended up here. completely depleted of soul, portioned and sold to all the blog gods, the i-devils, razr phn demons and myspace megolomaniacs of the world. pity me.

on that note, i:
1. have HIGH cholesterol (proof that my presidency of the fat kid's club is fully justified)
2. am going to relive my childhood via skiing this weekend in the poconos
3. am going to start a musical troupe
4. think g-chatting is just fabulous.
5. have a new favorite song - "cheney's got a gun"

ok, that is all. as the gays say in union square, "gmail me!"