Keep The Cheque Close.

The Scene That Heeds My Celebration.

The scene that was my ground zero for all that is holy and inspiring music. I wish I was around to appreciate it as much as I do the memory. this video sums it up pretty well..

An Ole to the Manic Pixie Dream Girl Before It Gained Its Label.

And Even in the Wake of Self-Realization of What The Leopard-Faced Children Said To Me.

“As long as on the earth endures his life To deal with him have full and free permission; Man's hour on earth is weakness, error, strife.” ― Goethe

The Sound That Defines Us, That Aligns Us, and Collides Into Us.

It's a bit old, as the festival has came and gone, but this short film is pretty cool and I'd like how it subliminally lists the band both in sight and sound. Like Stephan Malkmus says, "You can never quarantine the past."

A Return to the Modern Age.

He comes and returns! My golly, New York will return to the modern age, once again. Save us from the drudge the music scene is spewing. Kill these zombies of your blast of your coolness.

The Sun Return to Hit Again.

Slowdive has reunited. YES.

Who Cares What They're Saying, It's Nothing Without The Tinkle-Tingle Spotlight in the Hotlight.

Good velocity as Iceage brings rock back to a authentic and rabid state it once glorified to be. Rock music maybe 5 feet above the coffin floor, but you can never kill it off in the moonlight or daylight or any time of rights. I want to be the sensation to bring us back to the glory land and salvation. I hope to one day to make music as cool as it can be because the heart is there but nobody can hear it beat, thus does it make a sound? Que la lumière soit!

Sometimes It's Not About Being Hip, But Better To Know Who You Wanna Be Hip With

This is the direction my ears are looking at, as the depth at today's contemporary scene is quite unforgiving. But its funny how no one will remember the pop star from 20 years back, only the legends.

Believing in a Daydream.

Watching the marathon for the week being. They don't make those shows like they do.

Mindless Adolescents Caught With Their Tongue in the Peanut Butter.

Got this today on sale, and i thought it was a nice find. Old hardcore dance terror rap punk almost as good as mozart.

Pang Pow! Walking into That Mystery Metaphor.

The Kids Don't Care What's Be Coming.

They'll be coming around.

The World According to Boo.

The world seemed bigger so long ago.

Lipstick Wrapped and Drawn On The Wrong Lady Staring This Way.

Youth grows out too soon.

Eating Glass at A Well-Fueled Banquet.

If This Was Anything Close to Being Consistent.

Only to Impress Freddy Feedback.

Come Back, Please?

With a soft shock,
i'm left paralyzed;
hold me now..

Diamond Bay.