Don't Hear Me

2005-07-31T02:17:00.000-07:00

And the world may not be shaking yet but you might prove them wrong,

Even long shots make it.

Long time no blog, once again, this is how I think its going to be, I'm just going to spill onto this place. Once in a long while just because I can, and have nothing else to do.

So Its 2 a.m and I'm in a room with 4 other guys all with our computers, LAN party, I think I brought this plague to the country, I'm not to sure. Homeworld 2, Counter strike Source, Red Alert 2 and World of Warcraft galor! Of course if we aren't at each others throats that is. The thing about these guys is that we all seem to irritate eachother. Alex has decided not to be in the band anymore and since he left we've put together more music then in the previous four months, weird how these things happen.

I think I'm in the best part of my life so far right now, everything has just seemed to fall into place, ignoring the fact I'm unemployed and don't have a penny to my name. But I can basically move into my friends house for a week and hang out, go home for the day and help my dad in the garden (ended up dragging a tree from one side of the yard to the other, I was under the impression I just had to chop some wood, obviously I was wrong.)

Summers always rock, but this one takes the cake, and eats it like a fat boy.

This evening we went out for dinner at Mary's Blue Moon Cafe, Jackie met my insane family (plus extended) and still talks to me, I think that's a good sign.

A few years ago I was hopping over my home network and came across all of my dads music, I promptly stole everything and spent an entire week (yes, there was that much) going through and weeding out the songs I didn't like (not many of those, I assure you) and one of the few bands that caught my eye, or ear as it were, was Del Amitri, acoustic American folk-rock, there were only four songs and I digged them all, pulling my dads music into my collection. These days I have four thousand songs, give or take a few and earlier today "Don't come home to soon." came on, and I fell in love again, now I'm scrambling all over the internet for more of their songs.

My life was meant for the high seas.
For a Pirate I was meant to be.

2005-07-15T03:09:00.000-07:00

Her Secrets still...

Like songs I'd never learned.

I have to say I'm honestly having the best time of my life this summer. I've had amazingly bad summers before so I have something to contrast to, I love this summer so far.
I'm sorry I don't blog much, but I suck at casual conversation, even when I am just talking to a brick wall (read: web page).
I've been having trouble sleeping, I don't know why really. I just can't seem to fall asleep before 4am, and waking up before 3pm is quite the hassle for me. I don't know if I have some serious problem or not.
In my mind I figure its because I have to be dreaming, and you know in dreams when you fall asleep you wake up in real life, and right now I'm having the best dream ever and I never want to wake up.
I never dream. So I just don't want this one to stop.

Peter offered to give my band a spot in a concert a long way off, which involves the band pulling together and getting some concrete work done, but I can't see that happening unless some heavy stuff happens, and I don't want to be the one to do it. Also, Jack said he would like to come play with us sometimes, I think having a sax added to the sound would be a kickass thing.

I read a few things on-line daily, mainly a lot of webcomics which was a bad habit I picked up years ago, and more recently blogs, the only one I read with any passion is Peter's, I don't know how he does it but whatever the guy does I seem to like instantly, be it his music, his writing, or his day to day blogging about whatever he wants. Recently he posted the 10 albums from the last 11 years everybody should own. I don't actually own many physical albums due to my character flaws, but a few he had listed I had or had wanted to get my hands on, and running on 4 hours of sleep and in need of some new tunes I sailed the seven seas and plundered to my hearts content (read: pirate! yar!).
Iron & Wine - Our Endless Numbered Days basically hits the spot for me right now, I wish I could play like this guy, sing like that even. The melodies just... work, they hit me so well I fell in love with the album on my first listen. Definitely a pick up.

2005-07-08T01:34:00.000-07:00

It's a very very.....

Mad world. London's being bombed, buses are esploding, my parents are all semi-pissed off at me because I was given a 'choice' whether to go to Seattle or not, and apparently no was the wrong answer. So I up and left for Alex’s for a night and they went without me, making it all the more enjoyable for everyone. But they were all pissed when they got back on Tuesday but I don't care, I see them for all of 15 minutes a day, if that.

So last night blurred into this morning with me up al night watching the Canadian feed of BBC world News about the London bombs, I had a small anxiety attack and I couldn't really eat for most of the day. Sometimes I hate the BBC, they skew their reports so much. Pictures of a double decker London bus with its roof ripped off and its back blow wide open from an explosion and they're still reporting only two fatalities in the whole incident. Of course the reported toll has risen to around 40 now, with about a zillion times that injured. But I'm here in Canada, a trillion miles away (I don't work well with numbers) why should I be afraid? I don't know, but for a good few hours I was kinda out there.

Jackie brought me back to myself though, I slept from 7am till around 2-3, in the evening I went into Sidney to meet up with Jackie and Sars and go to the market, my mother was on her way to Vic to go somewhere and offered me a ride, and basically told me that if the light hadn’t changed by the time we hit the intersection of the highway and Beacon, I was going to have to jump out of the car, always a fun thing to hear from your mother. After I met with the girls Sars had to go pick up Tessa so she wouldn't be a third wheel (which she wasn't being anyway) me and Jackie behaved (Take that Sars!) Saw and chatted with Andrea for a bit, met up with Tessa and Sars in front of the big guy who plays guitar and sings Louis Armstrong songs, which I think is so cool.

In the course of the evening Sarah and Tessa stole my shoes and hid them, the girls had conversations that kind of blew my mind, but some how I was used to them. We all went back to Jackie's house and the girls played Mexican Train Dominoes whilst I did the only thing I'm good at, fixing computer troubles. We had to pay my brother Ben in cookies to pick me up though.

A bad day turned to a good one, gotta love life sometimes.

2005-07-01T00:28:00.000-07:00

Long time no....

So I've had quite the busy little while, lots of playing games a bit of socialization (a lot more then I usually get upto), not enough sleep and a good first few weeks of summer.

From LAN parties and playing music at Jeff's with the band to games of basket ball and the beach in Deep Cove to Canada Day (England doesnt have an England day, I don't really get it) fireworks I've been keeping myself busy.

Except for Sundays.

Every summer on every Sunday I experience what's known as "The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul" When there's absolutly nothing to do, and nothing seems to hold your interest, no want for an afternoon nap, no amount of online games to intice the inner gamer, no plans with the family or friends, nothing new on the net. Its basically the set of hours I have to be bored. I sometimes sit with my guitar and half play along to music, maybe they'll be something good on the TV (never is, damn North American TV). MSN is probably the only refuge from it, and thats only if I can get a good conversation going and if the only person to have a good conversation with isn't at work. I never really plan my day's out but I think I'll have to plan something for Sundays just to get rid of the tea time.

My photo's from my England trip are still all in England, except fora few. My camera is busted and out of batteries. The only picture I have is from tonight (which I spent in Sidney with a buch of friends watching the fireworks and wandering the market). The pic is a god-awful shot of me whilst sitting down lookiing somewhere with my glasses in my hair, its so bad I'm going to show you all here.

Of course I've edited the hell out of it with Picasa.

I was going to drone on about my family and how they want me to goto seattle with them over the weekend and how I don't want to go but I'm in to good a mood right now to bore you with my life.

And I so would climb a mountain and shout it out. I just don't know any of the mountains well enough.

2005-06-19T22:45:00.000-07:00

On Batman, Drunkards, and Risk.

So on Friday night me and the band went to go see Batman Begins, which I have to say has to be the best Batman flick of them all, mainly because of how much it rocks. I was never a big batman fan, I always thought it gave out a bad message. "Money and a tight suit can save the world." But anyways, the movie was really good and Caine is still the best old English guy. Ken and Ben were at the same showing and I saw Simon and Matt with their dad going to go see Mr. and Mrs. Smith, which is also a really good movie (Jolie is still hot and Pitt can actually act, apparently). On the way out we saw Phil's sister who was apparently in the same showing and Phil had no clue.

On the bus ride home there was this hilarious drunk guy, I mean hilarious, owns some computer business and said he could beat us all at games, we laughed. He got to talking about his kids and how one of them was in a band, so we got into a talk about music and he kept saying it must suck to be Jeff because the jams were always at his place, because he's the drummer. And he's the drummer, so it sucks to be him, and over and over, the guy was pretty drunk.

Saturday morning I slept,. I slept till midday, as per usual for me. I finally got my ass over to Jeff's to play some risk and Phil brought his brother Adam, who is amazingly cool and looks like an older version of Phil. And Adams girlfriend Yinge, who ended up being the last person to stand against Adams mighty force. I, of course, was first out, mainly because all I could hold was south America after Jeff dashed my dreams of Australia and Yinge ran me out of Asia. Phil somehow held all of Africa for a while and a small agreement with Adam to stop Phil getting his extra troops lead to my only two boarders being with Adam, and he was going to come into 15 extra units the next round. So I cut him down a little and he stomped all over me.

But that's Risk.

2005-06-18T12:50:00.000-07:00

So, know how I promised some pictures? Well lets see if this works:

This is me, and the reason I post a picture of me first is because it can only get better from here. I play rythm guitar (quite badly mind you) on my dads Squire Strat that's much older than me. He likes to hassel me to get a job and buy my own guitar, which I'm going to do soon, I just really dont want to give her up because, well, she's amazingly sweet.

This is Phil, he plays bass. And boy does he play bass. Me, Jeff, and Alex had been playing together for a while, not really playing songs, not really making music, jsut jamming, and we figured what was missing from the sound : Bass. Phil is an increadably talented guy who could probably hand me my ass when it comes down to playing music. Before he picked himself up a 4 string bass he had been playing his brothers old acoustic for months, he's good. He's also one of the most hilarious and funny people I have ever had the privalige of knowing.

This talented fool is Jeff, who can play drums to about everything I throw at him. The way the band kind of works, seeing as we're not big on lyrics or singing yet (to change soon!) is that I would come up with some nifty little chord progression, within the space of two bars Jeff's at his kit and out of nowhere an amazing drum line jumps out. Alex figures out a cool lead riff and Phil fills in the sound, bridging the gaps between the drums and guitar, completing the wall af sound. On the list of amazingly talented and funny people I know, Jeff is up there.

Now you're wondering: "Will, what the hell? You're showing people, not instruments!" And you're right, to the right we have Alex's Ibanez, if you can't figure it out, Alex takes all the photos, he being that kind of guy. The guy plays amazing acoustic aswell, we nicknamed one of his tunes Classical Ass because when Phil showed us what he couldplay on acoustic he played Classical Gas then asked what we could all do. Alex kicks ass making up licks and catchy melodies.

So thats the band, basically, Jeff used to play piano and I used to play keyboard. We're getting another friend to try and be vocals for use but that requires words to sing, and the guys figure I'm the best guy to write them. We'll see how it turns out.

2005-06-16T23:04:00.000-07:00

So, this is the one blog push that I'm going to stick with or die trying.

School's almost out and that means a summer of working, relaxing and playing really loud music, alot. I'm thinking about applying at KFC, because Jackie tells me I should, but if that falls through I could probably find a job somewhere else, right? I'm not that unemployable.

My band, and I use the temr loosely for many reasons, wants to stop just playing musicand start writing our own songs, and the general tone is that I should write the lyrics and general rythmn. I think I forgot to tell them that I suck at putting music to words or words to music. ah well.

I'm trying to get my head around the coding behind these blog sites, web coding was never my forte, maybe I'll ask a friend or two. Soon I play to throw up pictures and whatnot. I have a few of my band that I really like.