Saturday, August 28, 2010

A Quick update...

It is about 0200 hrs here in the studio and I am about to hit the sack. Had a short day at the office. Nothing much to speak of musically. Amanda and I ARE working on CC stuff. So look for that to hit your brain with furious psychedelia soon.

I know a lot of you must have watched the always entertaining, and ever medicated Glenn "I want my America to belong to GOD" Beck's speech at the footsteps of the Lincoln Memorial today. Marking the 47th (I believe) anniversary of Dr. Martin Luther King's "I Have A Dream" Speech. Some thought it was distasteful and staged (what seemed to be) a counter protest, against Mr. Beck's speech. This shows me how how short of a memory we have as a country. How 65% of the populous was screaming for change because of a nakedly evasive administration hell bent on creating a middle east as they see fit. People don't seem to remember that we had an administration of draft dodging frat boys that in the face of war, and in the hours leading up to and around "Operation Shock and Awe" warned the people of Iraq to "not to destroy oil fields." And after obliterating the city of Baghdad and other surrounding areas changed the mission from "Operation Shock and Awe" to Operation Iraqi Liberation. O.I.L.!!! They couldn't have made it any clearer to me, and to anyone else that was truly paying attention.

Imagine a bunch of frat boys coming to your house for 8 years. Don't you think it would take just a little bit of time to clean up their mess? I AM NOT saying Barack Obama is the greatest president that we have ever had. And I am not saying that he will be able to fix all of our problems that we are facing in this country. We still need to honor and take care of our wounded vets returning from combat, we need to educate and make sure that our children our not going to bed at night starving. There are MANY problems that face this great nation of ours. We need to clean up this place and then get it through the heads of many that WE AS A COUNTRY HAVE NO FUCKING INTEREST IN NATION BUILDING! We can no longer stand beside countries that want nothing to do with us. I heard an interesting quote the other day; "Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity." We need to take care of our own before we can start to worry about everyone else.

That is it for now. I will be hitting the studio hard again this weekend trying to close the gap for a October 31 release date.

Thanks for reading.


Monday, August 23, 2010 site DOWN, and a few other things...

Hard to type today but I will try my best. Anyway I guess this will be the home base from here on out until the website is back up or a newer (read: cheaper) site is launched. Anyway I posted a facebook page for "The Sabbath of the Goat" (working title) release etc. Check it out. It will be up for a few weeks or so. Or I might just get paranoid and take it down. Who knows? Here is the link:!/pages/The-Sabbath-of-the-Goat/146493155372288

the website was taken down due to lack of funds. This month has been so fucked as far as money goes and I will go on record saying I just fucking hate August in Florida. It is NOT a good time to live here. Everyone you know is fucking broke because it is so slow business wise. The only people making money are grocery stores, gas stations, and drug dealers. Everyone needs food. Everyone needs gas. And everyone needs drugs to get through the crippling depression that August in Florida inevitably brings.

I started vocals about a week ago on the "solo effort." Fuck I hate that. I don't hate doing vocals, just the solo word. I spoke with a few friends yesterday about the prospect of doing live shows for the record. And the fact is I don't if I trust anyone to even do that. And that is a BIG problem people. There are not very many people around this area that are into that kind of music. Oh well. I do see it starting to catch on. Funny thing happened a few months ago when I was coming out of Best Buy. I was getting into the car when a guy pulled up and said "hey man if you like Down (which I do) check out my band!" I didn't check out his band but it told me that more Sludge and stoner-doom types are starting to infest this area. But the majority are still in that rut that if the song isn't a million miles an hour, chalk full of blast-beats, and "Corpsegrinder" & Cookie Monster style vocals that it is crap. Sure.

So as we move into the 8 o' clock hour I shall get my fat and trite ass out of this seat and into the studio to make some more musical history, but not until I give Mr. McBride a call back for a few words of the underground inspiration. I recorded my neighbor doing his thing last night. And I now realize how creepy that sounds. My neighbor asked me if he could lay some tracks down for his acoustic thing and I said sure. So in turn I missed calling Stacy back last night AS WELL. And while I am on the subject of Stacy I want to put out a link for his band Moonstation Burning, which is an amazing band from my native stomping grounds in Ohio. They are a phenomenal instrumental 4 piece that really bring the fucking doom. Simply put they make your band sound fucking weak and boring. Here is the link:!/pages/Moonstation-Burning/108184339239167?ref=ts

I have been watching A FUCK TON of movies lately. There is a great doc out called "Outfoxed." A lot of you have probably seen this already. If you haven't OR would like to view it again:
There you go.

I PROMISE I will post here more often, and that is one promise I'm going to have to keep seeing how the other site was taken down. If you have any questions feel free to submit them at


Monday, August 2, 2010

A post for the masses...

Hello friends. I know it has been a very long time since I have posted ANYTHING at all here and since I have some free time (17 days of free time to be exact) I figured I would do a little of that here and now.

First of all I know some of you that do read this have left comments for me to reach you. Whether it has to do with the case of Jason Getsy, my upcoming musical projects, or maybe you just wrote me off a long time ago and now you just want to catch up (I'm kidding of course) for old times sake. And while I am not really at great liberty to just hand out my phone number on the internet I will gladly provide my personal email address (one that I check everyday) and it is: .

I do not really frequent this site all that much considering I have my own website ( where you will find more frequent updates, news, etc. And while I really don't update the website all that much (even though I pay 15 dollars a month for it!) you will start to see more updates as the record I am working on becomes more of a tangible public media. You will find demos, complete tracks, and videos on there as well.

Another thing I would like to touch on for just a moment and I will leave you to surf the web at your will. This past July 3 marked the 4th anniversary of our good friend Matt's death. For the past 4 years I have always posted something in the memory of my best friend and band mate Matthew David Glover. If anyone was looking to find anything I had written or said about him and found nothing well your eyes were not deceiving you. Instead of mourning the loss of my friend this year I decided to celebrate his life. Remember the good times we shared, and tried desperately not to focus on the loss of such a great human being. Things have been said about him since his passing. Some good, some bad. And all I can say is that in life it's easy to kick a man when he is down. It's even easier when he is dead. The year previous Matt and I were accused of rape?!?! Well you know who you are. And you know what you said. And you (the friendless) are a fucking coward. And I will leave it at that.

Some say that the pain seems to lessen as the days, months, and years go by. I have not found that to be true. In some ways yes. I don't have the same dreams every night. And I don't water up in the eyes as his name is brought up in conversation all the time anymore either. However when I record a song, when there are good times to be had I catch myself looking to my left (or my right) to see if my right (or left) hand man to see if he is there still laughing with me at something so fucking ridiculous it would take a video camera and an hours worth of stupid footage to explain it all. I am not going to say "Oh he is here with us in spirit" etc... If you feel that way you are entitled to. And if that gets you through the tough times so be it. The unfortunate fact is that all that knew him have to wake up everyday knowing he is no longer a phone call away. I just hope that when he did cross over that he finally found some peace. He was a very tortured soul. But he made life a hell of a lot more interesting, and a HELL of a lot more enjoyable more often then not. Thanks for reading.