(chris’s) blog

I recorded a simple tune with my friend Wes:
I was half-expecting you there,
I thought maybe you’d changed your hair
You came in looking like a mess,
In that God-awful, ugly dress
And it wasn’t until I had to leave,
That you thought of something to say to me
You said, ” Maybe we could have a time,
With some records and [...]

hotel balcony, Brisbane
Originally uploaded by Well Wisher
A white building with many black windows and black balconies with metal shaped like lace stands in the city night. There is a terrible noise growing from the street level, of automobiles and stiff, leather boots and people shouting their different lives at one another. The light [...]

I tapped out beats on the steering wheel with two friends in the car; the radio sounded smooth and the air felt cold. My friend next to me yelled at three girls walking by while the other ducked under the window, embarrassed. I remembered being fourteen and having a pen thrown at me from a [...]

I don’t know why I still read this loser’s shit.
We don’t really talk to each other so much as at each other. I can’t wait to grow aggressive and say more and more significant shit in the hopes it’ll penetrate his ego. But it won’t. Modern society’s abomination is violence, but here sir, I’ve found [...]

I present to you an on-again, off-again blog series called “Fucked Up Cinema”. I have a video of Jackie Gleason playing a caught-mobboss on an acid trip drawing math with tommy-gun bullet-holes in the wall, but I’ll save that for later and opt for the much easier-to-watch actual music video for the Beatles song, I [...]