Tuesday, December 30, 2014
New Years list 2014
Hey everyone! It's been awhile, and while tonight I don't have any crazy or amusing stories for you I do have a nice little list that my friend Claire posts every year that I filled out for all y'all. I knew that when I started this blog that I wanted to do this list when 2015 came around so here it goes:
1. What did you do in 2014 that you've never done before?
I could choose from any of 1,000 things so lets go with 2 broad ones: go to college and join a band.
2. Did you keep your new years resolution(s) from 2013?
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
no.
3. Did anyone close to me give birth?
My cousin added to her perfect family with twin girls and they are the cutest things ever, also the rock gods gifted the world Everything or Nothing so I consider that a pretty big deal this year.
4. Did anyone close to me die?
No, but a daughter of an old family friend passed away and it hit my parents very hard, so prayers out to the Davidson Family especially this holiday season, and more prayers to anyone dealing with loss of any kind.
5. What countries did you visit?
Damn, I started this blog a year late, this year kept it local in the US of A but hit up my 15 or so states through various adventures, happy to say that Virginia is seeming more and more like home every day, but the 401 is still cozy as ever.
6. What would I like to do in 2015 that you lacked in 2014?
Write more music, sing more songs, live a fuller life, work out, and help people with what ever they need.
7. What dates from 2014 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
Okay this is embarrassing for a history major but I have a terrible date memory... but I'm gonna give it a shot... I'm also gonna cheat with 2 dates in 2013
12/10/13: accepted to the University of Richmond
12/27/13: bought my first bass guitar officially starting Everything or Nothing
1/30-2/2 winter weekend/ pajama day at Enharmonix
1/25 Senior Semi Formal (somehow Abby agreed to go with me)
2/14 shit does happen on Valentines Day, like me getting my full License
3/14-3/18: Memorable Weekend in NYC watching PC win the Big East Championship
3/20-3/26: Disney with the baseball team, just a blast Dinosaur Ride >-<
4/20: Hehehe
5/8: Birthday with some cool people
5/25: High School Graduation, a day that included a lot of firsts, and a lot of lasts
5/31: Kerr's end of school par-tay
6/16-6/21: Miami and Key Biscane with the Family,God the water is beautiful down there
6/23-6/27: recording week with the boys, life changing experience for everyone involved
6/26: you had to be there...
6/28: first Wives Show at the Met, first Chris Piquette tit signing
7/4: first day of work at Carnegie Club (kill me now)
7/4: also 'MURICA
7/10: My bother's birthday but also WARPED TOUR 2014 w/ Watsky and Chunk! No, Captain Chunk!
7/19: Everything or Nothing takes Simon's 677 by storm (i had to..)
7/23: 3rd Beach, that was a good time
8/2-8/9: Bethany Beach DE: every year same result: perfection
8/12: Fenway Park with the Family
8/13: some tough good byes
8/14: A really long drive
8/18: the next chapter begins
8/25: the real deal
9/3: first mom's birthday away from her
9/20: first black out
10/11: Fonts II: return of the Fonts
10/30-11/1: first college "Holloweekend" AKA a blast
11/16: one of the most interesting decisions I ever made...
11/17-11/18: WORST PAPER WRITING EXPERIENCE EVER
11/25: guess who's back? back again?
11/30-12/5: craziest academic week of my life
12/6: we played the Fucking MET with some awesome people and then Bad Year
12/16: First Semester of College in the books, 3.27 GPA, praise the holy trinity (undivided unity)
12/19: a pretty cool party
12/20: a cooler afternoon of basketball, running cars and hot dogs
12/24-12/27: one of the more eventful holiday trips to NY I've had... also shopping, which is weird
12/27-12/30 band practice and life practice, gotta love my friends
12/31: i assume its gonna be fun
1/1/2015-12/31/2015: the best year yet
8. What was your biggest acheivement of the year?
Learning Bass, Handling college (my liquor) and life *all at the same time
9. what was your biggest failure?
Failing to connect with people and be there when they needed it, any miss is a costly one.
10. Did I suffer illness or injury?
I thought I was allergic to my cat, but turns out I just got 2 bad colds, besides that I don't think I got sick naturally seriously.
11. What was the best thing I bought?
By first bass, my second bass, warped tour tickets, and my friends Christmas Presents
12. Whose Behavior merited celebration?
I'm gonna default to Claire Dorie's response: anyone who tolerated me and I'll add to that it's very admiral that kids younger than me can handle themselves in the face of adversity, keep on trucking guys
13. Whose behavior made you appalled?
Appalled is a strong word, a few people disappointed me this year but besides that I can confidently say that their is redemption and penance in their future.
14. Where did my money go?
My bak account duh... but for real? Music, food, drink ;)
15. What did you get really excited about?
Anytime I came home or got to go hang out with my friends, even more so when I got to play music with them,, whether in a basement or a huge venue.
16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2014?
I default to my spotify playlists of the past year... here are some highlights:
Rip Tide: Vance Joy
All Signs Point to Lauderdale: A Day to Remember
City of Ocala: A Day to Remember
Right Back At it Again: A Day to Remember
Til I get there: Lupe fiasco
She's always a Woman: Billy Joel
Vienna: Billy Joel
Miami 2017: Billy Joel
Goodnight Saigon: Billy Joel
Scenes from and Italian Restaurant: Billy Joel
Light Up the Night: Protomen
Maybe I'm Amazed: Paul McCartney
Safe and Sound Capital Cities
Love me Again: John Newman
What's My Age Again?: Blink 182
Atlantic City: Bruce Springsteen
Weightless: All Time Low (covered by Everything or Nothing)
Less Than Likely: Everything or Nothing
Fat Lip: Sum 41
Good Night Moon: Go Radio
All Star: Chunk! No, Captain Chunk!
In friends we trust: Chunk! No, Captain Chunk!
Elevated: State Champs
Mr. Brightside/ Ms. Atomic Bomb: The Killers
3005: Childish Gambino
The Party Song: Blink 182
It Must Really Suck to be Four Year Strong Right Now: Four Year Strong
Classic: MKTO
Ain't it Fun?: Paramore
Chariot: Gavin DeGraw
Maps: Maroon 5
Rude: Magic!
Sing: Ed Sheeran
Thinking Outloud: Ed Sheeran
My Name is Jonas: Weezer
Wasted: Tiesto
the Heart of Life: John Mayer
I will Follow you into the dark: Death Cab for Cutie
slow dancing in a burning room: John Mayer
If I'm lucky: State Champs
Leave you in the dark: state champs
Stories of a different kind: New Found Glory
Sloppy Seconds: Watsky
Sarajevo: Watsky
The One: Watsky
Who Says: John Mayer
Stolen Dance: Milky Chance
Shut Up and Dance: walk the Moon
The Days: Avicii
17. Compared to Last Year are you a) happier or sadder? b) thinner or fatter? c) richer or poorer?
A) Happier, but more realistic
B) fatter definitely, gotta get back in the gym stat
C) Richer, both in terms of money and knowledge and wisdom
18. What do you wish you would have done more of?
Talk to people about themselves. Listen.
19. What do you wish you had done less of?
Besides eating? probably being selfish, any time I was selfish I wish I hadn't been.
20. How did you spend Christmas?
With my Cuban Family. Church was beautiful and the party was even better, my grandma (mi abuela) nicknamed abby for short, isn't doing well so it's always good to see her.
21. Did you fall in love in 2014?
...
22. What was your favorite TV program?
How I Met Your Mother blew my mind down the stretch of 2014
23. Do you hate anyone you didn't hate this time last year?
Yes, my list of 3 has grown to 4 this year... I keep a list because it makes it real, if it isn't real or relevant to be on the list, I forgive, but somethings, some people take longer to forgive than others.
24. What was the best book you read?
JFK and EXCOM: the Secret Tapes of the Cuban Missile Crisis, and the Blood of Olympus
25. What was my greatest musical discovery?
Would it be cheesy or too prideful to say myself?
26. What did you get that you wanted?
To get to know my friends better, to make music, to listen to music, to do well in school and life, oh and Beats By Dre for Christmas :)
27. What did you want and not get?
Closure.
28. What was your favorite film of the year?
Either Frozen or the Lion King, yes i know it came out in 1996, whats your point?
29. What's one thing that made your year immeasurably more satifying?
friends I can treat and rely on like family
30. How would you describe your fashion concept in 2014?
Beach bum meets scene kid meets college prepster meets Fonts
31. What kept you sane?
What else? music and Optimism.
32. Which Celebrity/ public figure did you fancy the most?
Robert Downy Junior, guy has the skills, also any performer on the daily grind, also Chris Piquette
33. what Political Issue Stirred you the most?
So many this year with so many sides, but the GOP swing in Congress is very interesting and will have the most significant short term and long term effects on the country.
34. Who did you miss?
Anyone and everyone.
35. Tell us a life lesson you learned in 2014?
Confidence is key, in everything. Never doubt yourself, something you believe in or something/ someone you love.
36. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
Roll with the punches cause you know that it's inevitable that it will be unforgettable, in every way unpredictable! -Bada Bing Wit a Pipe: FYS
There's over 7 billion motherfuckers on the planet and 4 billion of us are of legal age, that's 2 billion ladies 4 billion titties and I bet a couple of them aren't engaged! -The One: Watsky
AND WE WILL ALL GO DOWN TOGETHER! YES WE WILL ALL GO DOWN TOGETHER!
-Goodnight Saigon: Billy Joel
So yeah, 2014... that was pretty cool, and hell I still got 23 hours and 15 min to go so lets make it count!
See all you guys on the other side,
Don't be A stranger,
Just some guy who like to talk
keep kicking ass,
keep it real, see you around
Please, please, please, don't be strangers,
I gotta get back to homework now...
these were the basics for now...
Best,
Keep on Keepin On,
your eager listener
Fonts
Your helpful puzzle master,
A very tired
Fonts(alot)
Your Secret Santa
Matt
Game Master
Fonzie Fonts
So until next time, keep writing, keep thinking, keeping dreaming and keep living,
Matthew Fonts
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Lets Play a Game...
So first, no this is not a SAW blog post, and it's also not a sports post so you all can calm down.
Instead this is a little game I wanna see if my readers can figure out.
So if you've talked to me in the last 6-10 years of my life you know that Music is huge in my life and me being a history buff I try and remember where I was, or what interesting thing I was doing when I hear a song. So I do the same thing for people most people who have an impact in my life and I want to see if you guys can pick out who is who on Fonts's list of musical impressions.
*Disclaimer: these are my personal memories and correlations and may have nothing to do with the person's musical tastes past, present, or future.*
I'm thinking of ten people and 1 of them is someone I haven't met. Good Luck.
1. John Mayer: this one is kinda you either know or you don't...
2. Mayday Parade: the feels are real on this one... god damn feels...
3. Sum 41: shit never stops with this one... one may even say that he/she is "in too deep"
4. Christina Perri: really the only reason I put this i cause when I hear jar of hearts I think of this person
5. Bruce Springsteen: this one is kinda another you even know it or you don't, 2 answers acceptable
6. Fleetwood Mac: i doubt you can get this one either... just kind of an association thing
7. T Swizzle: this is cake, Literally the easiest one.
8. Ed Sheeran: I have some funny memories with Ed and this one
9. Mumford and Sons: little bit of an angle with this one, you can take it one way or another... the correct answer is a little more simple than the simpler answer... but neither are open shut.
10. Billy Joel: no one has met this person but I'm interested in guesses.
You guys can comment or text me or something... and there are people on this list that don't read it so if you think they can help, sure show them... but just this once.
Looking forward to this...
Game Master
Fonzie Fonts
PS. Matchbox 20 is some kinda music... kinda vibing right now.
Instead this is a little game I wanna see if my readers can figure out.
So if you've talked to me in the last 6-10 years of my life you know that Music is huge in my life and me being a history buff I try and remember where I was, or what interesting thing I was doing when I hear a song. So I do the same thing for people most people who have an impact in my life and I want to see if you guys can pick out who is who on Fonts's list of musical impressions.
*Disclaimer: these are my personal memories and correlations and may have nothing to do with the person's musical tastes past, present, or future.*
I'm thinking of ten people and 1 of them is someone I haven't met. Good Luck.
1. John Mayer: this one is kinda you either know or you don't...
2. Mayday Parade: the feels are real on this one... god damn feels...
3. Sum 41: shit never stops with this one... one may even say that he/she is "in too deep"
4. Christina Perri: really the only reason I put this i cause when I hear jar of hearts I think of this person
5. Bruce Springsteen: this one is kinda another you even know it or you don't, 2 answers acceptable
6. Fleetwood Mac: i doubt you can get this one either... just kind of an association thing
7. T Swizzle: this is cake, Literally the easiest one.
8. Ed Sheeran: I have some funny memories with Ed and this one
9. Mumford and Sons: little bit of an angle with this one, you can take it one way or another... the correct answer is a little more simple than the simpler answer... but neither are open shut.
10. Billy Joel: no one has met this person but I'm interested in guesses.
You guys can comment or text me or something... and there are people on this list that don't read it so if you think they can help, sure show them... but just this once.
Looking forward to this...
Game Master
Fonzie Fonts
PS. Matchbox 20 is some kinda music... kinda vibing right now.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
December Fourth, Two Thousand and Fourteen
Ever had one of those where you wake up kind of hazy.
Take a shower... doesn't help.
You walk to class in a fog and ghost through the questions asked, and just seem to lack any kind of enthusiasm.
The food you eat for breakfast and lunch just don't taste like they should.
And every song on Pandora and Spotify is the same, old, sad, song.
On top of that you need to relive one of the most oppressive parts of history in the form of a 2000 word paper.
Yeah, me neither...
Take a shower... doesn't help.
You walk to class in a fog and ghost through the questions asked, and just seem to lack any kind of enthusiasm.
The food you eat for breakfast and lunch just don't taste like they should.
And every song on Pandora and Spotify is the same, old, sad, song.
On top of that you need to relive one of the most oppressive parts of history in the form of a 2000 word paper.
Yeah, me neither...
Monday, December 1, 2014
Firsts
So it's December 1st and I figure the first day of the last month of the year is an ironic enough time to write about first times and a quick summary of what's been going on.
Last time we spoke I was finishing a crazy week at school and I'm about to jump right into another one so I love the sound of that. But on the bright side, I think I have things under control, for now. Also take notes; bright side, and optimism are going to be my north star going forward. I realized recently that people are gonna do bad stuff, make bad decisions and say some bad stuff, but brooding over all that isn't doing anyone any good. So from now on I feel like I should listen to a little Reggae as the air gets cold, some Christmas tunes as the fire gets warm and some folk, which is basically chicken noodle soup for the heart. Also the Killers, the Killers are great, and they just it, I think.
So firsts. People like to measure things, lives, by firsts. First teeth, first words, first steps, first day of school... firsts are nice like that. They can be very memorable, the shit your mom wants to take 300 thousand photos of and that you get tired of after about 4 minutes... or at least you think you do. In my extremely short 18+ years I've had a lot of first and some first I was told would happen that just haven't panned out yet, but lets not focus on those. The past year alone has been packed full of firsts, first job, first "real" job, first day of college, first band, first recorded music, first live show, first semester, first blog post, first pet, first bite of chick-fil-a. These are the things I think we need to focus on more. Things like meeting George Watsky and Bertrand of Chunk! No, Captain Chunk! at Warped Tour, going to grad parties after graduation and going to my first college party are things that will not be forgotten. Oh, throwing it way back I played my first and only coffee house at the abbey, back in January, cow bell forever. Saw a lot of movies and met some awesome people too.
Basically what I want to cover in this little up date is that I know a lot of people have a tough time during the Holidays for different reasons, but we are given so much and are so blessed to know one and other that I would be criminal to not enjoy it to the fullest. I am a wonderfully sharpened double edge sword of noise and silence and this blog has really been a trusty practice dummy (for the most part).
Oh, little guessing game. I was very recently invited to an open mic night and I have 2 perfect songs... but which one will I pick? What are they? Will it just be rap/ slam poetry? Who knows? Well I do, but no one else does... not a first for one of my well guarded secrets... but this won't be my first time preforming alone, many do not know this but if you followed my career since the beginning (love you mom xoxo) you would know I sang the Star Spangled Banner for my 3rd grade talent show, needless to say I freakin killed it.
So ladies, gentle dudes, it's been 55 minutes and I need to eat something, so for now this will be it. If you have any questions concerns, or just have to talk... please... keep it to yourself, Korean Jesus ain't got time for your problems.
Jk,
Your Secret Santa,
Matt
Last time we spoke I was finishing a crazy week at school and I'm about to jump right into another one so I love the sound of that. But on the bright side, I think I have things under control, for now. Also take notes; bright side, and optimism are going to be my north star going forward. I realized recently that people are gonna do bad stuff, make bad decisions and say some bad stuff, but brooding over all that isn't doing anyone any good. So from now on I feel like I should listen to a little Reggae as the air gets cold, some Christmas tunes as the fire gets warm and some folk, which is basically chicken noodle soup for the heart. Also the Killers, the Killers are great, and they just it, I think.
So firsts. People like to measure things, lives, by firsts. First teeth, first words, first steps, first day of school... firsts are nice like that. They can be very memorable, the shit your mom wants to take 300 thousand photos of and that you get tired of after about 4 minutes... or at least you think you do. In my extremely short 18+ years I've had a lot of first and some first I was told would happen that just haven't panned out yet, but lets not focus on those. The past year alone has been packed full of firsts, first job, first "real" job, first day of college, first band, first recorded music, first live show, first semester, first blog post, first pet, first bite of chick-fil-a. These are the things I think we need to focus on more. Things like meeting George Watsky and Bertrand of Chunk! No, Captain Chunk! at Warped Tour, going to grad parties after graduation and going to my first college party are things that will not be forgotten. Oh, throwing it way back I played my first and only coffee house at the abbey, back in January, cow bell forever. Saw a lot of movies and met some awesome people too.
Basically what I want to cover in this little up date is that I know a lot of people have a tough time during the Holidays for different reasons, but we are given so much and are so blessed to know one and other that I would be criminal to not enjoy it to the fullest. I am a wonderfully sharpened double edge sword of noise and silence and this blog has really been a trusty practice dummy (for the most part).
Oh, little guessing game. I was very recently invited to an open mic night and I have 2 perfect songs... but which one will I pick? What are they? Will it just be rap/ slam poetry? Who knows? Well I do, but no one else does... not a first for one of my well guarded secrets... but this won't be my first time preforming alone, many do not know this but if you followed my career since the beginning (love you mom xoxo) you would know I sang the Star Spangled Banner for my 3rd grade talent show, needless to say I freakin killed it.
So ladies, gentle dudes, it's been 55 minutes and I need to eat something, so for now this will be it. If you have any questions concerns, or just have to talk... please... keep it to yourself, Korean Jesus ain't got time for your problems.
Jk,
Your Secret Santa,
Matt
Friday, November 21, 2014
My notes on the Antiderivative
Fonts, man, what the fuck? Why are you writing so many blogs when you have so much homework to do?
Well caring stranger, it's because homework is dumb and my calc teacher is an asshole. So instead of learning about the anti derivative I'm gonna tell you all about my wild and crazy night last night.
It all started in my dorm room. I was really bored and really didn't want to write the paper that was due the next day. So I got on Spotify and started listening to my awesome taste in music. Around that same time I was like, "I hate when my friends don't blog for a while, but I haven't either so I'll do a blog thing. So from 9 to 10:15 I listened to the Watsky album and wrote my last post. So that was all well and good until I looked up and it was midnight. So sat down, opened word and tried to start writing. I figured its the Cuban Missile Crisis I could manage to bullshit 4 pages out of it. But it was also a book review. A book I was 40 pages into. So from 1am to 5am I read all 160 missing pages. At 8am I woke up from my short nap and got Starbucks (large coffee, black, 3 shots of espresso) and proceed to crank out 1499 words (1500 word cap). Handed it 5 minutes before it was due. So that was a fun day. Then on Wednesday, I had a paper due at 10pm so what did I do, obviously wait til 8pm to start typing it.
This was by far my craziest week so far in college. So I've kept the going out to a minimum, and tried to handle my shit. I fly home on Tuesday and I've caught myself day dreaming about getting back to RI. But I'll say this and then dread the actual traveling I'll be going over the next 3 weeks. Be listening to some really fun relaxing music, having some heart to hearts with people and drinking more iced tea, despite it getting pretty cold down here. The song I been vibing with is "Who Says" by John Mayer, Tom, if your reading this, help a brother out on Saturday ;). The heart to hearts have been... helpful, though I'm kinda looking forward to being face to face with the bros again. And the iced tea has been delicious, 2 ice cubes, lemon wedge, tall glass, good time.
Until next time, keep writing, keep thinking, keep dreaming, keep living,
Matthew
This was by far my craziest week so far in college. So I've kept the going out to a minimum, and tried to handle my shit. I fly home on Tuesday and I've caught myself day dreaming about getting back to RI. But I'll say this and then dread the actual traveling I'll be going over the next 3 weeks. Be listening to some really fun relaxing music, having some heart to hearts with people and drinking more iced tea, despite it getting pretty cold down here. The song I been vibing with is "Who Says" by John Mayer, Tom, if your reading this, help a brother out on Saturday ;). The heart to hearts have been... helpful, though I'm kinda looking forward to being face to face with the bros again. And the iced tea has been delicious, 2 ice cubes, lemon wedge, tall glass, good time.
Until next time, keep writing, keep thinking, keep dreaming, keep living,
Matthew
Monday, November 17, 2014
The Biggest Waste of Time Around
So lately things have been pretty heavy so I decided to do what I do best and lighten the mood instead of write my 1400 word paper due tomorrow at 1:30pm. Lately one of the albums that has really been speaking to me is "all you can do" by George Watsky. Now Watsky is kinda odd in the fact that he is a white Jewish rapper, but my friends and I love him any way. He started out kinda goofy but has some really interesting things to say. The concept of an album I think is really lost upon most people nowadays. When artist spend a year making 14 songs its not cause they have to or because they think one or two will make them a lot of money it's cause they have at least 14 songs worth of stuff they want to tell people. Listening to an album straight through is a great thing... even if u don't like 5 or 6 of the songs, I promise they will grow on you. Listening to a full album gives you the incite to who the artist is as an artist and as a person, again I highly recommend it. So without further adeu this is my track by track review and commentary. Also PS im going to write as long as the song plays, I think its a good testament to how much you can think about a song and still enjoy it.
Track 1: All you can Do: So the beginning of this song is amazing but you don't realize why until 16 tracks later. The piano and natural drums are just a great vibe to start this very person album. The first verse is really about Watsky as a person and his ideas about moving and family and no matter how much people talk shit about him or his city, a home is a home no matter how much you've grown. The chorus: All you can do is, all you can do is, all you can do is, is Watsky just telling people to go with the flow and try and do what makes them happy, and to learn from his experiences that he shares over the rest of the album. He gets into some funny and heart wrenching specifics over the album so this track sets it up nicely. The second verse is all about he 27 club in heaven, the 27 club if you didn't know is a group of famous musicians who all died at age 27, he name drops a couple greats until he is booted out of heaven by Jimmy Morison. He also references his stage dive gone wrong for the first time when he says "try to fly like a bird of prey, but I hit the ground and break a mother fucker's vertebra" this references when he was on his world tour, stage dived, landed on a girl and seriously injured her. You can tell over the album that that really had and effect on him.
Track 2: Stand for Something: This song has a nice fast vibe that really gets me dancing. The first verse is all about his move to LA and the strange culture associated with the west coast, specifically movie stars and the rich and famous. He talks about "low-cal and no-cal meals". The second verse again touches on the theme of personal independence, and being yourself and that Watsky is part of that group that are independents and what to party alone. He just wants to stand for something.
Track 3: Bet against me: This track is a lot heavier and starts with his high pitched "Watsky" sliding off and falling over. It's a hostile attack on people trying to bring people down down, like the popular culture of today and the industry. He then has the first of a couple interviews with his parents as his father talks about the Cuban missile crisis. This is a really creative and spooky track that is added by the interview. He then goes off on what people who "bet against me" will be left with. Really intimidating song.
Track 4: Woah, Woah, Woah: Watsky's first single off the album is crazy. Its just savage, he just goes off with his classic white kid flow. Goes after Miley, mentions PETA, MJ, and apparently likes to spit game at soccer moms (btw check out his remix of Mrs. Robinson, its awesome). Second first same as the first, great rhymes great flow. Like he asked his teacher when he heard the crowd applaud he thought he was an atheist before he realized he's a god. Love that line.
Track 5: Ink Don't bleed: one of the most personal tracks on the album Wastky does some self analysis and talks about the industry as a monster. The second verse is even worse as he goes into graphic detail about his stage dive and how the girl's life was altered and how he and the media should view those kinds of incidents. He wants people to judge him by the content of his character, not just be happy because your a fan. The third verse is even better as he condems himself and tells people to not confuse what celebrities do as all good. "everything I say conflicts with everything I do but I already did it so I guess it must be true."
Track 6: Right Now: one of my favorite tracks starts with some fast paced drums and a time jump from birth to teenage years and a 4:20 weed joke. It's all about his view on life and how we should enjoy freedom and have fun while we can: "Life is hard and then you die, so lets all go hard tonight". He enjoys what little money he has in the second verse and rhymes Matt Lauer with Jack Bauer... love that. The chorus is about embracing the now and having fun with your friends and city. Very positive message.
Track 7: First Stalker: the first classic funny Watsky song on this album. Very cool groove about a stalker. Really funny how he views others viewing him. He likes it but he tries to use the rest of the song to describe that he's just like you. He's just watching Netflix jerking off to porno (he has a subscription) but she thinks he's in there writing songs about her. Very funny track... very short, I nice light note.
Track 8: The One: honestly this is fighting for my favorite song right now. It's all about Watsky's troubles with the ladies. I get that, I feel your pain bro. So he's watching everyone pair off even dogs, he makes a tomb raider's reference that you gotta be good to spot, a beyonce one that is easier way. A very realistic look at hook up culture and the self esteem problem with young adults. second verse goes to a wonderland metaphor and a balls joke and an awesome math calculation: "theres over 7 billion mother fuckers on the planet and 4 billion are of legal age, that 2 billion ladies, 4 billions titties and guess that a couple of them aren't engaged!" And continues to encourage guys to get back in the sattle with some inspirational words and self confidence. Best white guy/ jewish rapper break up song ever :-).
Track 9: Boomerang: this song is more of a slow jam for Watsky and special lady that he used to get Mexican with. He observes her from afar before he tries to get back together with her. He's just observing a weird limbo between the 2. The best line from this song is definitely: "when you want me I don't want you and when I want you you don't want me, when I sing a tune and you sing it too it's just wamp wamp in the wrong key" perfect explanation. The song is not knowing how to me apart or together and just coming back to each other because it feels right, like a boomerang. Also the horns are really nice.
Track 10: Why don't we get high and watch planet Earth: pretty much exactly what you think it is. A weed song about enjoying the little things in life, like take-out, lovers, small moments in time together. Honestly, if Watsky gave me a blunt and told me to smoke, chill, and philosophize with him, you could sign me up in a heart beat. This is also a good time to talk about instrumentals. in every song you can bet on 20 sec of just music, its very nice and everything is different and new and nice. The song ends with another interview with his dad talking about the hippies: "the hippies were doing alot of cool things, and I think they did some stuff really well, like the sex".
Track 11: Hand Over Hand: a nice acoustic guitar intro's this song about more societal problems, he calls it as he sees it, most people rubber necking the problems in life until its them in the car crash. He wants it to be hand over hand, love over everything. Anderson Paak does an awesome feature on this song's chorus and second verse. The message comes through crystal clear on this song, wishing to break free from this world and wanting the world to change for the better. Watksy's tries to put some of it perspective in the last verse with a personal question to the listener to ask what they've done to help the cause. Again with an awesome horns section at the end of the song.
Track 12: tears to diamonds: just a heart felt flow about lost, whether from death, or personal reasons. Watsky tries to display what what it means to love some people and has some choice words to say to drug abusers and pharmaceutical companies hooking people for profit. Another heavy song from a Watsky album that is much more mature and crafted than his earlier work.
Track 13: The Grass is Greener: Watsky nearly writes a ballad in this slow acoustic guitar driven track. Him and a female rock a chorus that is hypnotic. He uses the ground as a continued metaphor for life and how people continue when they see different people and judge themselves to others. Like how Watsky feels so much more grateful when he walks through a hospital. I always think the album is falling off by then end of this song, which I think is the worst on the album but then...
Track 14: Never it Die: This driving song with the repeated chorus "I'll never let it die" is just driving on down beats and a nice little piano chord progression and little bit of glass xylophone. It's all about self confidence and great rhymes and creative story telling allows this song to really fit well. The music video is also very cool, I highly recommend it. Watsky wants the early worm, so hes the determined sparrow, flying circles around the sternest scarecrow. He wants everyone who has a burning flame within to take a deep breath and feed it oxygen. Just an outstanding song that ends with an interview with is mom and her memories of folk music, politics, and her father, before going back to chorus showing the connections of family. Now the that point the music video ends but the track keeps going as he talks about his ancestors exiles from east Europe during WWII, and the statue of liberty. His diatribe is more than enough to warrant hearing the entire song just for that last spoken word verse.
Track 15: Sarajevo: this city is the capital of Bosnia and Herzegovina but in the late 1960's was the sight of a horrible civil war that put the three main world religions against each other (Christianity, Jewdeism and Islam) thousands of innocence were killed for almost no reason. Watsky takes this song to tell the legend of the lovers of Sarajevo, an inter faith couple who were gunned down by snipers trying to leave the city together. I highly recommend you read further into the story to get the full effect of the song. He uses the story not to make a religious point but a point about love, god, and others, the song is not about religions, but the problem with religious leaders and people who use religion as an excuse for war and hatred. The song tries to convey the lovers as the listener and Watsky who want to bridge the gap, end the hatred and spread peace. Dia Frampton adds spine tingling vocals to the chorus "Sarajevo, Sarajevo, you're the alter that I pray to, God is love and love is all we have." I've take blocks of 35 min to just listen to this one song on repeat, very powerful.
Track 16: Cannonballs: so you know how I told you to remember the piano at the beginning of the album, well that's cause this whole song is built on that piano melody. The track is mostly Watsky's spoken word (which is excellent). The verse is mostly about a trip he took to a park by his house with an old girl friend. One of the my favorite parts is when he talks about commemorating the moment with bug bite tattoos, because in the video for let the ink bleed there is a quick cut to his ankle with the 3 circle tattoos.. really brings everything full circle. Stephen Stills rocks a chorus on forever as this song just keeps going forever. Awesome drum fills, more trumpets, a slight melody shift puts this song in the conversation with Sarajevo, The One, and Never Let is Die for my favorite on the Album. I just love the artistry of basically putting a musical cover on the album like a book. Beginning and ending. And of course at the end of the song you hear Watsky talking to his parents. His Dad says "well that was fun" and all you hear from Watsky is "I love you" and an "I love you too" right back.
Now its been about an hour now and I did say I had work to do but I'm gonna do one more Watsky review because this next one pulled my head out of my ass the other day when I was thinking that maybe friends were overrated and I should just stick to myself. The song is called Sloppy Seconds and its off his last Album Cardboard Castles.
Track 1: Sloppy Seconds: piano chords introduce this song that I can only describe as what I would want my life to be like with the people I love. There's a genuine feeling in the chorus of acceptance. The second verse about people baggage, personal problems, and everyone's take on it. I love that verse a lot. 'I don;t care where you been, how many miles, I still love you." Is on repeat for a while and it's excellent. Watsky tells you he's the guy who rocks the bad fashion and is bad with the ladies simply because he's staying honest to himself. And the line that hits me the most is "That's a temper, in a kitchen, in a Christmas sweater, sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goods.""and there not a single place that I would rather be, I'm fucked up just like you are and you're fucked up just like me". He goes on to list very very important things "cold pizza, tie-dyed shirts, broken hearts, hand-me-downs, leftovers, sloppy seconds".
So yeah, that's enough for tonight, and I challenge every reader to listen to a full album straight through without stopping sometime in the next week, and the one rule is it can't be your favorite artist/ your favorite artist right now. Before I listened to this I was on a heavy ADTR binge, I promise, if you are so brave, comment what you listened to. I'm always looking for new music.
Your Eager Listener,
Fonts
Track 1: All you can Do: So the beginning of this song is amazing but you don't realize why until 16 tracks later. The piano and natural drums are just a great vibe to start this very person album. The first verse is really about Watsky as a person and his ideas about moving and family and no matter how much people talk shit about him or his city, a home is a home no matter how much you've grown. The chorus: All you can do is, all you can do is, all you can do is, is Watsky just telling people to go with the flow and try and do what makes them happy, and to learn from his experiences that he shares over the rest of the album. He gets into some funny and heart wrenching specifics over the album so this track sets it up nicely. The second verse is all about he 27 club in heaven, the 27 club if you didn't know is a group of famous musicians who all died at age 27, he name drops a couple greats until he is booted out of heaven by Jimmy Morison. He also references his stage dive gone wrong for the first time when he says "try to fly like a bird of prey, but I hit the ground and break a mother fucker's vertebra" this references when he was on his world tour, stage dived, landed on a girl and seriously injured her. You can tell over the album that that really had and effect on him.
Track 2: Stand for Something: This song has a nice fast vibe that really gets me dancing. The first verse is all about his move to LA and the strange culture associated with the west coast, specifically movie stars and the rich and famous. He talks about "low-cal and no-cal meals". The second verse again touches on the theme of personal independence, and being yourself and that Watsky is part of that group that are independents and what to party alone. He just wants to stand for something.
Track 3: Bet against me: This track is a lot heavier and starts with his high pitched "Watsky" sliding off and falling over. It's a hostile attack on people trying to bring people down down, like the popular culture of today and the industry. He then has the first of a couple interviews with his parents as his father talks about the Cuban missile crisis. This is a really creative and spooky track that is added by the interview. He then goes off on what people who "bet against me" will be left with. Really intimidating song.
Track 4: Woah, Woah, Woah: Watsky's first single off the album is crazy. Its just savage, he just goes off with his classic white kid flow. Goes after Miley, mentions PETA, MJ, and apparently likes to spit game at soccer moms (btw check out his remix of Mrs. Robinson, its awesome). Second first same as the first, great rhymes great flow. Like he asked his teacher when he heard the crowd applaud he thought he was an atheist before he realized he's a god. Love that line.
Track 5: Ink Don't bleed: one of the most personal tracks on the album Wastky does some self analysis and talks about the industry as a monster. The second verse is even worse as he goes into graphic detail about his stage dive and how the girl's life was altered and how he and the media should view those kinds of incidents. He wants people to judge him by the content of his character, not just be happy because your a fan. The third verse is even better as he condems himself and tells people to not confuse what celebrities do as all good. "everything I say conflicts with everything I do but I already did it so I guess it must be true."
Track 6: Right Now: one of my favorite tracks starts with some fast paced drums and a time jump from birth to teenage years and a 4:20 weed joke. It's all about his view on life and how we should enjoy freedom and have fun while we can: "Life is hard and then you die, so lets all go hard tonight". He enjoys what little money he has in the second verse and rhymes Matt Lauer with Jack Bauer... love that. The chorus is about embracing the now and having fun with your friends and city. Very positive message.
Track 7: First Stalker: the first classic funny Watsky song on this album. Very cool groove about a stalker. Really funny how he views others viewing him. He likes it but he tries to use the rest of the song to describe that he's just like you. He's just watching Netflix jerking off to porno (he has a subscription) but she thinks he's in there writing songs about her. Very funny track... very short, I nice light note.
Track 8: The One: honestly this is fighting for my favorite song right now. It's all about Watsky's troubles with the ladies. I get that, I feel your pain bro. So he's watching everyone pair off even dogs, he makes a tomb raider's reference that you gotta be good to spot, a beyonce one that is easier way. A very realistic look at hook up culture and the self esteem problem with young adults. second verse goes to a wonderland metaphor and a balls joke and an awesome math calculation: "theres over 7 billion mother fuckers on the planet and 4 billion are of legal age, that 2 billion ladies, 4 billions titties and guess that a couple of them aren't engaged!" And continues to encourage guys to get back in the sattle with some inspirational words and self confidence. Best white guy/ jewish rapper break up song ever :-).
Track 9: Boomerang: this song is more of a slow jam for Watsky and special lady that he used to get Mexican with. He observes her from afar before he tries to get back together with her. He's just observing a weird limbo between the 2. The best line from this song is definitely: "when you want me I don't want you and when I want you you don't want me, when I sing a tune and you sing it too it's just wamp wamp in the wrong key" perfect explanation. The song is not knowing how to me apart or together and just coming back to each other because it feels right, like a boomerang. Also the horns are really nice.
Track 10: Why don't we get high and watch planet Earth: pretty much exactly what you think it is. A weed song about enjoying the little things in life, like take-out, lovers, small moments in time together. Honestly, if Watsky gave me a blunt and told me to smoke, chill, and philosophize with him, you could sign me up in a heart beat. This is also a good time to talk about instrumentals. in every song you can bet on 20 sec of just music, its very nice and everything is different and new and nice. The song ends with another interview with his dad talking about the hippies: "the hippies were doing alot of cool things, and I think they did some stuff really well, like the sex".
Track 11: Hand Over Hand: a nice acoustic guitar intro's this song about more societal problems, he calls it as he sees it, most people rubber necking the problems in life until its them in the car crash. He wants it to be hand over hand, love over everything. Anderson Paak does an awesome feature on this song's chorus and second verse. The message comes through crystal clear on this song, wishing to break free from this world and wanting the world to change for the better. Watksy's tries to put some of it perspective in the last verse with a personal question to the listener to ask what they've done to help the cause. Again with an awesome horns section at the end of the song.
Track 12: tears to diamonds: just a heart felt flow about lost, whether from death, or personal reasons. Watsky tries to display what what it means to love some people and has some choice words to say to drug abusers and pharmaceutical companies hooking people for profit. Another heavy song from a Watsky album that is much more mature and crafted than his earlier work.
Track 13: The Grass is Greener: Watsky nearly writes a ballad in this slow acoustic guitar driven track. Him and a female rock a chorus that is hypnotic. He uses the ground as a continued metaphor for life and how people continue when they see different people and judge themselves to others. Like how Watsky feels so much more grateful when he walks through a hospital. I always think the album is falling off by then end of this song, which I think is the worst on the album but then...
Track 14: Never it Die: This driving song with the repeated chorus "I'll never let it die" is just driving on down beats and a nice little piano chord progression and little bit of glass xylophone. It's all about self confidence and great rhymes and creative story telling allows this song to really fit well. The music video is also very cool, I highly recommend it. Watsky wants the early worm, so hes the determined sparrow, flying circles around the sternest scarecrow. He wants everyone who has a burning flame within to take a deep breath and feed it oxygen. Just an outstanding song that ends with an interview with is mom and her memories of folk music, politics, and her father, before going back to chorus showing the connections of family. Now the that point the music video ends but the track keeps going as he talks about his ancestors exiles from east Europe during WWII, and the statue of liberty. His diatribe is more than enough to warrant hearing the entire song just for that last spoken word verse.
Track 15: Sarajevo: this city is the capital of Bosnia and Herzegovina but in the late 1960's was the sight of a horrible civil war that put the three main world religions against each other (Christianity, Jewdeism and Islam) thousands of innocence were killed for almost no reason. Watsky takes this song to tell the legend of the lovers of Sarajevo, an inter faith couple who were gunned down by snipers trying to leave the city together. I highly recommend you read further into the story to get the full effect of the song. He uses the story not to make a religious point but a point about love, god, and others, the song is not about religions, but the problem with religious leaders and people who use religion as an excuse for war and hatred. The song tries to convey the lovers as the listener and Watsky who want to bridge the gap, end the hatred and spread peace. Dia Frampton adds spine tingling vocals to the chorus "Sarajevo, Sarajevo, you're the alter that I pray to, God is love and love is all we have." I've take blocks of 35 min to just listen to this one song on repeat, very powerful.
Track 16: Cannonballs: so you know how I told you to remember the piano at the beginning of the album, well that's cause this whole song is built on that piano melody. The track is mostly Watsky's spoken word (which is excellent). The verse is mostly about a trip he took to a park by his house with an old girl friend. One of the my favorite parts is when he talks about commemorating the moment with bug bite tattoos, because in the video for let the ink bleed there is a quick cut to his ankle with the 3 circle tattoos.. really brings everything full circle. Stephen Stills rocks a chorus on forever as this song just keeps going forever. Awesome drum fills, more trumpets, a slight melody shift puts this song in the conversation with Sarajevo, The One, and Never Let is Die for my favorite on the Album. I just love the artistry of basically putting a musical cover on the album like a book. Beginning and ending. And of course at the end of the song you hear Watsky talking to his parents. His Dad says "well that was fun" and all you hear from Watsky is "I love you" and an "I love you too" right back.
Now its been about an hour now and I did say I had work to do but I'm gonna do one more Watsky review because this next one pulled my head out of my ass the other day when I was thinking that maybe friends were overrated and I should just stick to myself. The song is called Sloppy Seconds and its off his last Album Cardboard Castles.
Track 1: Sloppy Seconds: piano chords introduce this song that I can only describe as what I would want my life to be like with the people I love. There's a genuine feeling in the chorus of acceptance. The second verse about people baggage, personal problems, and everyone's take on it. I love that verse a lot. 'I don;t care where you been, how many miles, I still love you." Is on repeat for a while and it's excellent. Watsky tells you he's the guy who rocks the bad fashion and is bad with the ladies simply because he's staying honest to himself. And the line that hits me the most is "That's a temper, in a kitchen, in a Christmas sweater, sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goods.""and there not a single place that I would rather be, I'm fucked up just like you are and you're fucked up just like me". He goes on to list very very important things "cold pizza, tie-dyed shirts, broken hearts, hand-me-downs, leftovers, sloppy seconds".
So yeah, that's enough for tonight, and I challenge every reader to listen to a full album straight through without stopping sometime in the next week, and the one rule is it can't be your favorite artist/ your favorite artist right now. Before I listened to this I was on a heavy ADTR binge, I promise, if you are so brave, comment what you listened to. I'm always looking for new music.
Your Eager Listener,
Fonts
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Longer Version
Usually when I a have something to get off my chest I do 1 of two things, 1 tell someone, or 2 usually for the thing I don't want to share I write music. But tonight the music wasn't really coming so this is a longer, less melodic version of what I may one day put in a song.
Something has been keeping me up, not really ready share what exactly yet, but it's a first for me and I really have no idea how to approach it. I can't fall asleep without thinking about it. When I wake up I think about it and throughout the day if there is a lull at work or in class, I catch myself thinking about it. Hell even music has me thinking about it lately. I need to figure this out, and quick.
Thanks for listening,
A very tired,
Fonts(alot)
Something has been keeping me up, not really ready share what exactly yet, but it's a first for me and I really have no idea how to approach it. I can't fall asleep without thinking about it. When I wake up I think about it and throughout the day if there is a lull at work or in class, I catch myself thinking about it. Hell even music has me thinking about it lately. I need to figure this out, and quick.
Thanks for listening,
A very tired,
Fonts(alot)
Monday, November 10, 2014
Puzzles
So ever since I was a little kid I really loved puzzles. My mom told me I was a natural problem solver.. that's why I asked so many questions an was so god damn annoying as a kid. I think it's why I want to be a teacher. So I can pose problems and show people how to solve them. Puzzles are all around us some have 4 pieces and we solve them every day, like homework, others have a few more pieces and take a little more time. But the way I always solve puzzles is pretty quick process and I think it's what lets me be so relaxed about most things. I usually start by looking at the box (the problem) and try and see exactly what I'm supposed to doing. Then I do the easiest part first, I do the border, the framework, the basic outline of the puzzle, and if I'm lucky I start putting some clusters of other pieces together, everything helps. Next comes the hardest part. You basically have to guess and try to see what fits together, and if it doesn't you have to move on, but don't forget about the pieces you passed up on because they are coming back later. Now after a couple minutes, hours, days, even weeks or months or years the picture you were looking at in the beginning starts to form and it actually gets a bit easier as you go on. If you get stuck, take a step back, leave it alone for a while and maybe go back to it after a little while. And here's the thing... my brother is OCD (not really but...) and he hates it if I lose a piece or don't quite finish a puzzle. I like to fix things, solve problems, but I firmly believe that nothing, especially with people can ever be fixed 100%, and so I just live with the picture the puzzle leaves me with. So what if its a piece or two short... thats no reason to throw it out. Should you burn a forest after cutting down one tree or scrap a song your writing if one word doesn't rhyme? No, you just have to either, change it, or change your view of it. Sometimes we are dealt lousy hands and given difficult puzzles to solve. But puzzles are mostly fun because you can do them with other people. You can lay out all the pieces and your friend could easily put 1 and 2 together while you where stuck looking at 3 and 4. It's a puzzle and it's supposed to be fun, so don't beat yourself up over a few missing pieces.
Your helpful puzzle master,
Fonts(alot)
Your helpful puzzle master,
Fonts(alot)
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Jeez...
Welp... Here we are again... me writing... you reading. (Hopefully)
I have been lazy lately. (Not really considering college is actually kinda hard) But I owe it to you guys to keep you up dated and since I finished my 2 and a half hours of Calc I decided I'd treat you to a little blurp before I start my hour or so of Micro Economics. Mind you its midnight. I have also worked 2 hours today and read 60 pages about the Cuban Missile Crisis (great book I highly recommend it) so yeah long day but I'm running on George Watsky's new album and 5 venti cups of coffee, black... It's how I like my guitars and my ink for the most part, what can I say.
So yeah my life. Now I could make an Everything or Nothing joke right now, but I digress. November will be one of the best months and worst months yet this year. Best because I will be back in RI again and will play more music... worst becaue when I'm not in RI I will be working on 4, 1200 word papers and a 2,000 word term paper... Yeah College! But besides that I will be pretty cool month.
Really quick I wanna be the first to give my boy Daniel a belated happy birthday. Maeve thinks you're pretty cool so you get discounted tickets to our next show if your around, tell them your with Fonts... actually... tell them your with Gibb, just to be safe.
To my homie's holdin it down the 401: I'll be back soon and I will be Legen-. I look forward to seeing what you have cooking on the musical stove and we will chillax harder than you have ever chillaxed before. Word is now telling me chillax is not a word... fuck you Microsoft. Can you tell I'm equal parts exhausted and caffeinated?
So Halloween came and went. Never my favorite holiday, I was never big on candy and dressing up is too much work so last weekend I managed to scrap together a lumberjack costume and a Forest Gump costume so I downed my Cuba Libre and had a good night. I'm excited for the Holiday season as much as the next guy but these black Friday emails from Amazon and best buy are pushing it. Also don't spoil the surprise by telling people but because this is my first year with a solid income I may or may not be doing some Christmas shopping for the cool people out there that I know... and maybe Claire too.
Now my economics beckons so once again thanks for reading, don't be strangers and as the holidays roll around, give me a call, a skype, whatever. The Holidays can be tough for some people and I'm not a fan of that so if you wanna talk... I stay up later than you young whipper-snappers anyway.
Final Plug: NEXT TUESDAY STAY GLUED TO YOUR COMPUTER! EVERYTHING OR NOTHING DEBUT EP "LESS THAN LIKELY" DROPS.
WE WILL PROBABLY HAVE MERCH AND STUFF BY THEN TOO SO BE ON THE LOOK OUT!
LIKE US ON FACEBOOK AND TWITTER AND INSTAGRAM AND TUMBLR AND VINE AND PINTREST AND LINKDIN AND GOOGLE+ AND MYSPACE AND TINDER!
With that said,
Keep on Keepin on,
Fonts
-dary.
I have been lazy lately. (Not really considering college is actually kinda hard) But I owe it to you guys to keep you up dated and since I finished my 2 and a half hours of Calc I decided I'd treat you to a little blurp before I start my hour or so of Micro Economics. Mind you its midnight. I have also worked 2 hours today and read 60 pages about the Cuban Missile Crisis (great book I highly recommend it) so yeah long day but I'm running on George Watsky's new album and 5 venti cups of coffee, black... It's how I like my guitars and my ink for the most part, what can I say.
So yeah my life. Now I could make an Everything or Nothing joke right now, but I digress. November will be one of the best months and worst months yet this year. Best because I will be back in RI again and will play more music... worst becaue when I'm not in RI I will be working on 4, 1200 word papers and a 2,000 word term paper... Yeah College! But besides that I will be pretty cool month.
Really quick I wanna be the first to give my boy Daniel a belated happy birthday. Maeve thinks you're pretty cool so you get discounted tickets to our next show if your around, tell them your with Fonts... actually... tell them your with Gibb, just to be safe.
To my homie's holdin it down the 401: I'll be back soon and I will be Legen-. I look forward to seeing what you have cooking on the musical stove and we will chillax harder than you have ever chillaxed before. Word is now telling me chillax is not a word... fuck you Microsoft. Can you tell I'm equal parts exhausted and caffeinated?
So Halloween came and went. Never my favorite holiday, I was never big on candy and dressing up is too much work so last weekend I managed to scrap together a lumberjack costume and a Forest Gump costume so I downed my Cuba Libre and had a good night. I'm excited for the Holiday season as much as the next guy but these black Friday emails from Amazon and best buy are pushing it. Also don't spoil the surprise by telling people but because this is my first year with a solid income I may or may not be doing some Christmas shopping for the cool people out there that I know... and maybe Claire too.
Now my economics beckons so once again thanks for reading, don't be strangers and as the holidays roll around, give me a call, a skype, whatever. The Holidays can be tough for some people and I'm not a fan of that so if you wanna talk... I stay up later than you young whipper-snappers anyway.
Final Plug: NEXT TUESDAY STAY GLUED TO YOUR COMPUTER! EVERYTHING OR NOTHING DEBUT EP "LESS THAN LIKELY" DROPS.
WE WILL PROBABLY HAVE MERCH AND STUFF BY THEN TOO SO BE ON THE LOOK OUT!
LIKE US ON FACEBOOK AND TWITTER AND INSTAGRAM AND TUMBLR AND VINE AND PINTREST AND LINKDIN AND GOOGLE+ AND MYSPACE AND TINDER!
With that said,
Keep on Keepin on,
Fonts
-dary.
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Why I Like to Cry
All two of you who read this must look at this title and truly think: "What?" So let me rephrase: Why I enjoy tears. Now that's still pretty bleak and depending on who you ask a bit fucked up. So allow me to explain myself.
I have recently (last 4 months or so) been on the record several times saying that I "don't cry" "don't like to cry" or "am not a fan of crying". These are all true statements. From a very young age even when I was spanked for misbehaving (which I appreciate my parents doing seeing as I was a little shit) I would burst out in tears, When I showed my parents a bad grade or told them I was sent to the principles office again, tears, every time. I must have cried over actual spilt milk at one point honestly it was pretty bad. But since seventh grade my crying has gone down, but I would be willing to bet my tears haven't stopped. All of those quotes above I believe are 100% true with one little note at the end: *in public*. My personality really stops me from being anyone but my full, happy, joking, devilishly handsome self in front of others and everyday I'm thankful to the big man upstairs for that, I know some people that would probably kill for the ability to just wake up with a smile on there face, constantly. So this is why I enjoy crying.
I tell people that I didn't cry at the end of Marley and Me. I was recently responded to that declaration with: "Dude. Hitler cried at the end of that movie..." So there you have it folks, I'm worse than Hitler. But wait, there are 3 movies I have cried watching. 1st is We Are Marshall, about the 1985 Marshall Football team that almost all died in a plain crash, and the program's struggle the following season to field a team let alone win a game. 2nd is Remember the Titans, I really hope my friends have at least seen this movie. And the third kind of counts as a movie but not really. Its the video recording of "A Concert for New York", which was the musical benefit concert for first responders after 9/11.
For six years now only 2 things have been able to make me cry. Sports and Music. In 2010 my great grandmother died, she was 100, we all went to the funeral, I didn't cry. That was in March of that year. If I get a bad grade or in trouble for anything sudo-serious I no longer break down when explaining it to my parents. And I try to keep a level head especially when I'm dealing with delicate issues of friends and family, I like to think that if I'm trying to be there for them, they shouldn't have to worry about me. I have also been blessed with a very safe, sheltered, healthy life. My Aunt and Grandfather died when I was 3 my great grandmother who was 100 was my first real death, and it seemed her time which is how I always rationalized not crying at the funeral. But over time I've realized that I didn't need to cry at the funeral, because you can't play American Pie by Don McLean and not have me belting it out a bit teary eyed. That song was my great grandmothers favorite so all the grandchildren knew the song, all 8 min and 6 glorious verses of it.
That's my first example of why I like crying. The other thing that I said can make me cry is sports. Now I am a life time New York Mets, Jets, and Knicks fan, and for those of you who don't follow sports, recently they have all sucked. But there is a certain chip on your shoulder you have to carry as a fan of the "lesser NY sports teams", a certain lovable loser quality. But there are points when these losers do great things. I need you non baseball fans to bear with me as I describe to you the one sequence of events that can get the water works flowing faster than any Nicolas Sparks book or Natural disaster.
In 2001 the Mets we not bad, they were actually pretty good finishing 2 games over .500. But usually as the season winds down in September the teams like the Mets who won't make the playoffs tend to ease off the petal a bit. Then on September 11th, about a 15 train ride from the Mets home field in Queens, 2 plains crashed into 2 towers and forever changed America. Now I was in Kindergarden at the time and didn't really know what was happening. But around age 16 I heard about how the Mets played the first professional sporting event in NYC after the attack. So I looked it up. It was true, on September 18th the Mets took the field against the Atlanta Braves, their major rival. The night was remembered for 2 things Diana Ross's cover of "Theme to New York, New York" during the 7th inning stretch and my favorite baseball moment ever. In the bottom of the 8th with a man on first, the Mets down 2-1, the Catcher and Captain of the Mets, hit a 2 run home run to left center field. Now that may not sound too special... but watch the video, 56,000 fans thought they were going to watch the Mets lose another close game to their rivals, right after the towers had fallen, but when the ball landed out side of the fence I bet my 6 year old ears heard that stadium in Rhode Island.
So now you say "cool Fonts, what's your point?" Well my point is that I cry not for the tragedy, I cry not for the dead, I honor them, pray for them, remember them, but I cry for the ones who are still living, the ones that need to pick their heads up and continue despite the absence of the ones they lost. That home run did not honor the ones lost in the towers, that home run showed people that the Mets could still win ball games, that tomorrow those fans could go and talk about the game like they did on September 10th. And that is the impact music has on me too. When Billy Joel sings Miami 2017 and New York State of Mind to a Madison Garden full of fire fighters and police men, or when Bruce Springsteen sing My City of Ruins to a New Jersey wiped out by a huricane, that's what makes me cry, that is why I enjoy crying.
In his famous ESPY's speech, 8 weeks before he died of cancer, North Carolina State University basketball coach Jimmy Valvano said "To me, there are three things we all should do every day. We should do this every day of our lives. Number one is laugh. You should laugh every day. Number two is think. You should spend some time in thought. And number three is, you should have your emotions moved to tears, could be happiness or joy. But think about it. If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that's a full day. That's a heck of a day. You do that seven days a week, you're going to have something special." That's it, right there.. have your emotions moved to tears, I believe it changes you, I makes you a better person.
So that's my 10 cents this morning at 3:18am
you can check out a couple of the things I mention above at these links:
Valvano's Speech: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuoVM9nm42E
Mike Piazza Mets Home Run: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0A3hmASpDqg
American Pie: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAsV5-Hv-7U
We Are Marshall Climax Scene: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEL8PYu4RR4
Best,
Fonts
I have recently (last 4 months or so) been on the record several times saying that I "don't cry" "don't like to cry" or "am not a fan of crying". These are all true statements. From a very young age even when I was spanked for misbehaving (which I appreciate my parents doing seeing as I was a little shit) I would burst out in tears, When I showed my parents a bad grade or told them I was sent to the principles office again, tears, every time. I must have cried over actual spilt milk at one point honestly it was pretty bad. But since seventh grade my crying has gone down, but I would be willing to bet my tears haven't stopped. All of those quotes above I believe are 100% true with one little note at the end: *in public*. My personality really stops me from being anyone but my full, happy, joking, devilishly handsome self in front of others and everyday I'm thankful to the big man upstairs for that, I know some people that would probably kill for the ability to just wake up with a smile on there face, constantly. So this is why I enjoy crying.
I tell people that I didn't cry at the end of Marley and Me. I was recently responded to that declaration with: "Dude. Hitler cried at the end of that movie..." So there you have it folks, I'm worse than Hitler. But wait, there are 3 movies I have cried watching. 1st is We Are Marshall, about the 1985 Marshall Football team that almost all died in a plain crash, and the program's struggle the following season to field a team let alone win a game. 2nd is Remember the Titans, I really hope my friends have at least seen this movie. And the third kind of counts as a movie but not really. Its the video recording of "A Concert for New York", which was the musical benefit concert for first responders after 9/11.
For six years now only 2 things have been able to make me cry. Sports and Music. In 2010 my great grandmother died, she was 100, we all went to the funeral, I didn't cry. That was in March of that year. If I get a bad grade or in trouble for anything sudo-serious I no longer break down when explaining it to my parents. And I try to keep a level head especially when I'm dealing with delicate issues of friends and family, I like to think that if I'm trying to be there for them, they shouldn't have to worry about me. I have also been blessed with a very safe, sheltered, healthy life. My Aunt and Grandfather died when I was 3 my great grandmother who was 100 was my first real death, and it seemed her time which is how I always rationalized not crying at the funeral. But over time I've realized that I didn't need to cry at the funeral, because you can't play American Pie by Don McLean and not have me belting it out a bit teary eyed. That song was my great grandmothers favorite so all the grandchildren knew the song, all 8 min and 6 glorious verses of it.
That's my first example of why I like crying. The other thing that I said can make me cry is sports. Now I am a life time New York Mets, Jets, and Knicks fan, and for those of you who don't follow sports, recently they have all sucked. But there is a certain chip on your shoulder you have to carry as a fan of the "lesser NY sports teams", a certain lovable loser quality. But there are points when these losers do great things. I need you non baseball fans to bear with me as I describe to you the one sequence of events that can get the water works flowing faster than any Nicolas Sparks book or Natural disaster.
In 2001 the Mets we not bad, they were actually pretty good finishing 2 games over .500. But usually as the season winds down in September the teams like the Mets who won't make the playoffs tend to ease off the petal a bit. Then on September 11th, about a 15 train ride from the Mets home field in Queens, 2 plains crashed into 2 towers and forever changed America. Now I was in Kindergarden at the time and didn't really know what was happening. But around age 16 I heard about how the Mets played the first professional sporting event in NYC after the attack. So I looked it up. It was true, on September 18th the Mets took the field against the Atlanta Braves, their major rival. The night was remembered for 2 things Diana Ross's cover of "Theme to New York, New York" during the 7th inning stretch and my favorite baseball moment ever. In the bottom of the 8th with a man on first, the Mets down 2-1, the Catcher and Captain of the Mets, hit a 2 run home run to left center field. Now that may not sound too special... but watch the video, 56,000 fans thought they were going to watch the Mets lose another close game to their rivals, right after the towers had fallen, but when the ball landed out side of the fence I bet my 6 year old ears heard that stadium in Rhode Island.
So now you say "cool Fonts, what's your point?" Well my point is that I cry not for the tragedy, I cry not for the dead, I honor them, pray for them, remember them, but I cry for the ones who are still living, the ones that need to pick their heads up and continue despite the absence of the ones they lost. That home run did not honor the ones lost in the towers, that home run showed people that the Mets could still win ball games, that tomorrow those fans could go and talk about the game like they did on September 10th. And that is the impact music has on me too. When Billy Joel sings Miami 2017 and New York State of Mind to a Madison Garden full of fire fighters and police men, or when Bruce Springsteen sing My City of Ruins to a New Jersey wiped out by a huricane, that's what makes me cry, that is why I enjoy crying.
In his famous ESPY's speech, 8 weeks before he died of cancer, North Carolina State University basketball coach Jimmy Valvano said "To me, there are three things we all should do every day. We should do this every day of our lives. Number one is laugh. You should laugh every day. Number two is think. You should spend some time in thought. And number three is, you should have your emotions moved to tears, could be happiness or joy. But think about it. If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that's a full day. That's a heck of a day. You do that seven days a week, you're going to have something special." That's it, right there.. have your emotions moved to tears, I believe it changes you, I makes you a better person.
So that's my 10 cents this morning at 3:18am
you can check out a couple of the things I mention above at these links:
Valvano's Speech: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuoVM9nm42E
Mike Piazza Mets Home Run: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0A3hmASpDqg
American Pie: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAsV5-Hv-7U
We Are Marshall Climax Scene: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEL8PYu4RR4
Best,
Fonts
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Depression
So I was inspired by the amount of homework I have to do to in fact, not do it and write this instead, this just seems more important right now.
Depression.
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Depression.
This word never really meant much to me. It was a silly word adolescent Matthew used to describe how he felt when he didn't get what he wanted for Christmas or when none of his friends were around to hang out on the weekends. I stress, adolescent Matthew. This word has drastically changed my life the last 2 years in too many ways to list just in this blog post.
For those of you who know me very well you know, first, I'm a pretty optimistic, happy-go-lucky guy, I like to fly by the seat of my pants and I go where the wind takes me. I also don't get, nor do I like to get serious often. So like in person I like to announce it: here I am. Serious.
2 years ago the wind blew me straight through a loop where one of my biggest childhood role models at the center. On a car ride from the airport home, after my mother and I had finished my summer college road-trip, my mother received a call from her sister. This is not unusual by any means, my mom has 3 sisters that live an hour away from each other, they talked a lot. But the tone she took on the phone was not one of casual Sunday chat like I was used to hearing. It had a certain gravitas to it that as a fairly sheltered junior in High School I was not accustomed to. After she got off the phone, we drove in silence for what felt like 100 miles before I simply asked "What was that all about?" Her response was staggered as if she was not really sure ho to approach me with the news. She eventually managed to convey to me the main message of the phone call. My grandfather, Pa as we all called him, the man who used to play with whoopee cushions and joke books, was diagnosed with depression. When I got home, still not sure even what that meant, I looked up depression on several websites, what I found was less than reassuring for my 72 year old role model. What I saw described a dark hole that once fallen into could rarely be escaped. That slowly dragged you down until you decided it's not worth it any more, that the odds are stacked to high against you and that you are not worth it.
No.
This was not how my grandfather was going to live out the rest of his days. He still had my grandma, my aunts, my mom, my cousins and me. He was a baseball coach at the University of New Hampshire, he was the athletic director of several schools up and down New England, this was not going to happen, not to him. So I started writing. I don't consider myself a good writer and as you all know I am usually not very inspired, this was the first time in my life I was inspired to write. So I did, I wrote, a lot, about a lot. Then I put it in an envelope and sent it to my grandfather. Since then I have continued to keep in touch more than my family pushes for, like holidays and long weekends.
Now I wish this was the end of my blog post, that I have kept in touch and he's doing better and I proved you can beat depression. Unfortunately this is not the end.
Recently I have spent quite a few nights staring at the ceiling thinking about two other people I know who I have recently discovered also bear that burden. For their sake they are going down as Chris and Michael. I learned about Chris first, we were friends for about a year before I heard about his situation from another friend in our friend group. At that point I had know Chris long enough to know he went through what I called "Slumps" where he would just be distant and bury himself. But it was different, you can't send friends letters and hug and kiss them at holidays, friends are there, in your life, everyday. With Chris at first I really didn't know how to handle it, and as a result I think I became distant, the opposite of what needed to happen. So like I do for so many other things in my life, I but on a smile and tried to joke my way through it. I still hung out, chilled, wrote music and gamed with Chris, the whole time trying to make light of everything. And I think , at least I hope, it was working.
Michael on the other hand I just learned about recently, and honestly it caught me a little off guard. Michael is a strong person, he is open to his own emotions and very in touch with other people's, something I envy greatly about him. Hearing him tell me out of the blue was a little concerning at first. I coaxed it out of him, I could tell something was up so I figured it was a small trifle I could work through with him like I had before. And now as guilty as I feel for making him tell me, I feel an even greater responsibility to Michael to help him.
Now do not misunderstand me. People dealing with depression are not animals with a limp, they are not completely dependent on us so I don't expect either of them to react particularly well to this post. I just really need to tell someone about this. See, I'm not very good at putting my deepest feelings into words mainly because I feel things stronger than I can particularly explain them. So to Pa, Chris and Michael, really the only thing I want you to get out of this is that you will not be depressed forever. I simply won't allow it. My resolve is to to great to allow my friends, my FAMILY, to deal with this alone. I will always be there for you. By email, my text, by gift, by Hallmark card, by Skype and my late night talks on campus. There is too much sadness in the world that I can do nothing about, I have been too blessed in this life to not pay it forward.
To Pa, Chris and Michael,
Love you.
...Whoops...
Hello everyone,
So... I've fallen a little behind on this whole "blogging" thing. And that is my fault. OR IS IT? Nope, definitely my fault. Well I am here now to atone for the weeks that have passed (5 or 6?) without any news from me.
So, you want news? Well you're going to get it anyway.
I just got back from Columbus Day (don't even get me started on this holiday) weekend during which I took 3 cars, 4 planes, a train, and a solid pair of sneakers to go from Richmond VA to Portsmouth RI and back. Back in Rhode Island I saw who I consider to be my best friends for a solid day of shenanigans which saw me pick up a very large pizza tab :/, nail the winning cup of soda pong staring down the devil in the form of my lead singer, jamming to what ever the fuck was on my iPod, and a solid jam sesh with the boys that got me so excited I wanted to literally quit school and go on tour right then and there.
THAT BRINGS ME TO POINT #2
Whether you know me well or just love my amazingly clever tweets, I hope you know that the 3rd most important thing in my life right now, behind friends(family) and school is my band Everything or Nothing. Me and 4 of my best friends joined up to make music last December and have had a blast over the last 10 months writing, recording, and playing that music live. It's a big commitment that we have finally seen come through with our debut single "Less than Likely" going live on Youtube (link at the bottom of the post). We have worked really hard on this album and are getting ready to write new music too so I hope you give us a listen.
So I'm gonna narrow the microscope a little with point 3. I know quite a few people who have been dealing with some shit recently and honestly my least favorite part about being down in Richmond is not being able to help you guys out with your problems. Some timely skype calls are fun but can only do so much. even though I'm usually the last one to know when something important happens, I really wish I could be there more for you guys and please, if your having a shitty day, call, text, skype, I'm probably not doing anything important, and if I am, I'll make time. Just a friendly reminder.
So if my math is correct, which it hardly ever is, I'll be seeing everyone back in Lil Rhody in 40 days. If you're REALLY lucky, I might throw one or two more of these up here, if you're not, sorry.
Please, please, please, don't be strangers,
I gotta get back to homework now...
these were the basics for now...
Fonts
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ui7RAIIszQA
Friday, August 29, 2014
Just A Little Update for Ya
So for any of you who for some reason didn’t read my last post, I am currently residing at the University of Richmond. This was a voluntary choice on my part and so far it seems to be working out just fine. It’s been a week and so far my roommate seems pretty cool. My floor in Wood Hall is awesome. We currently communicate through a Groupme chat titled: Wood Hall Fuckers. And I just finished on Saturday Orientation with the coolest OA ever: TJ Ranney, leader and charter of Cash-money gold-money group 31. This stuff is probably going over everyone’s heads but a text or two could clear that up. I’m still plugged in to the world… I hope.
First week of class went pretty well. I’m taking a class on Baseball in Film and Literature so I have been assigned to watch Netflix for the last 4 nights. Microeconomics and Calc are both giant pains in my ass but it is worth it to never take a math course again. I have also been sampling the local faire of beverages, they may or may not be of an “adult” variety, this has been both amusing and insightful for future endeavors. And just today I stopped by the Richmond radio station WDCE 90.1 FM, on campus and am looking to have a little 1-2 hour punk radio show so listen in if you’re in the area. Not super home sick (yet) but everything really seems to be going well. Please if you are just dying to hear from me, drop me a line, shot me a text, I only go to class like 2 hours a day, I can text you, I have that time.
Did laundry today too. I know you guys don’t care, but this is kind of a benchmark for me. I have fresh, nice smelling cloths, and that makes all the difference. I would also like to give a shout out to all my friends starting college either already or about to, and anyone heading back to the Abbey: Fuck you, you still have at least a week. You guys keep on keeping on, I’m going to go order a ukulele on Amazon and cook some ramen noodles.
Keep it real, see you around,
Fonts
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Tomorrow I'll Be Gone (So here's my chance)
So
it’s 9:22pm and I have just finished loading up the old Honda Odyssey with the
last bits of my sad collection of cloths, furniture, both odds and ends, and my
bass. This was the first time in my memory that I have finished packing before
the rest of my family, mostly because I wait for the morning of our family
trips to pack. I always thought I was just lazy, and there is definitely
something to be said for that, but the more I’ve packed for my last trip away
from Little Rhody the more I’ve realized it is that I don’t like leaving. I don’t
leaving Portsmouth, school, home, and all the fucking fantastic people I know
and love.
So
four days ago I had a bit of a going away party. It was a great time for
everyone (I hope). I got to say some solid good byes and chill with the homies
one last time before I departed. But the more I think back to that awesome day,
first I remember that some people couldn’t make it, shout out to Tom especially
who was in Maine doing work on a mission trip, and Second, upon further reflection
I realize that I suck at goodbyes. Really I’m just bad at them, this is mostly
due to the fact that I am not a fan of them and like Latin 2, when I am not a
fan of something, I kinda shift my concentration off that thing. In fact the
more I think of all the crazy stuff that has happened, especially in the last 8
months or so, the more I realize that this was the best summer of my life and
it totally bites that I need to drive 14 hours away tomorrow.
First
I want to say a proper good bye to the boys of Everything or Nothing, you are
all going to kill it on Sept. 10th at Simon's with Red Jump Suit Apparatus
(shameless plug is shameless *ding*). Gibb, try not to have too much fun Senior
Year, Tom that goes double for you, C, just try not to die, Jake, good luck at
Wendy’s I think you’ll need it. You guys have made this summer the best ever
and I look forward to kicking more ass and tacking more names with you guys
come Thanksgiving. No amount of Thursday nights can shut us down.
To
extended Music wing and band family… first of all, you know who you are, if you
think you might be, you are, if you know you are, dick. You have all had such
an impact on my life these last couple of months and helped me grow as a
musician, student, and person. The support I and I know the rest of the band
feels from you guys is just unbelievable, thank you so much and good bye to
everyone who I haven’t seen this summer.
To
the comp lab peeps, thanks for putting up with me for the past couple of years
and really helping me find my niche at the abbey. You guys keep doing you wherever
you are posting up in September.
Finally a short little shout out to the inspiration for this blog, thanks for
listening, my ears are always open too, so don’t be a stranger. Just remember that
everyone deals with loss, but hindsight is 20/20, focus on the memories that you
see and you might just find something you missed and be better for it.
See you guys around,
Keep kicking ass,
Fonts
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Obligatory First Post That is Bound to Be Aweful
Dear Diary,
Shit wrong doc, what ever...
Dear Diary,
So my agent told me if I made a blog a told people my life story I would become rich and powerful. So I fired him. But the good news is that I like telling random people random shit. My name is of no concern to you so you may address me in one of a couple ways. #1 Dude #2 His Dudeness #3 El Duderino #Admiral Battle Shots (to be explained later) or #5 Fonts, its my last name, good luck goggling it. Now the first thing you need to know about me if I, the amazing Blogger, am to have any connection with you, the hopefully amazing audience it is this. I swear, a lot. Its just part of my personality so have fun with that. Second, I play bass, it is the for string wonder instrument that has been my passion for 7 months even though I suck at it. We are like quarreling lovers but that's for another post. If you know me and happen upon this blog, please, just turn away this has possibly everything to do with you, or nothing. (See if you know me, that's a pun.) Besides being a bangin Bassist and lyrical mastermind among other modest concessions, I am a very straight forward person. I tell things like they are and don't like to beat around the bush so to speak, so this is me, trying to help you figure out life so you don't screw up quite as often as I do. I am a humble man as I assume you have gathered from this exquisite introduction, so a lot of my writing will be on top of swear-filled, sarcastic. My parents hate it, my teachers hate it, my friends tolerate it (just kidding they hate it too) but I do it any way. I'm typing this at 1:15AM because that's how I role and because my regular life is too busy for something my ex-agent thought would get me famous. Also lets get something clear,I never had an agent, I'm not that good people come on... Finally on the off chance that these posts aren't just awesome college updates to brag to my High School friends about,I hope you pick up some tips, tricks, warnings, and just good life basics, from a bassist.
Don't Be a Stranger,
Just Some Guy Who Likes to Talk
Shit wrong doc, what ever...
Dear Diary,
So my agent told me if I made a blog a told people my life story I would become rich and powerful. So I fired him. But the good news is that I like telling random people random shit. My name is of no concern to you so you may address me in one of a couple ways. #1 Dude #2 His Dudeness #3 El Duderino #Admiral Battle Shots (to be explained later) or #5 Fonts, its my last name, good luck goggling it. Now the first thing you need to know about me if I, the amazing Blogger, am to have any connection with you, the hopefully amazing audience it is this. I swear, a lot. Its just part of my personality so have fun with that. Second, I play bass, it is the for string wonder instrument that has been my passion for 7 months even though I suck at it. We are like quarreling lovers but that's for another post. If you know me and happen upon this blog, please, just turn away this has possibly everything to do with you, or nothing. (See if you know me, that's a pun.) Besides being a bangin Bassist and lyrical mastermind among other modest concessions, I am a very straight forward person. I tell things like they are and don't like to beat around the bush so to speak, so this is me, trying to help you figure out life so you don't screw up quite as often as I do. I am a humble man as I assume you have gathered from this exquisite introduction, so a lot of my writing will be on top of swear-filled, sarcastic. My parents hate it, my teachers hate it, my friends tolerate it (just kidding they hate it too) but I do it any way. I'm typing this at 1:15AM because that's how I role and because my regular life is too busy for something my ex-agent thought would get me famous. Also lets get something clear,I never had an agent, I'm not that good people come on... Finally on the off chance that these posts aren't just awesome college updates to brag to my High School friends about,I hope you pick up some tips, tricks, warnings, and just good life basics, from a bassist.
Don't Be a Stranger,
Just Some Guy Who Likes to Talk
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