we must, I feel

14.8.12

rock & metal bands from Saudi Arabia:

The AccoLade

Al-Namrood

Breeze of the Dying

Creative Waste

Crescent Light

Cribcaged

Deathless Anguish

Disturb the Balance

Final Serenade

Flesh Laceration

Forgotten

Grieving Age

Hed2Ground

Immortal Pain

Inversion

Mephisophilus

Myth

Octum

Outlive

PhiViper

Premonition

Rivers Running Red

Sandstoned (disbanded)

Sound of Ruby

The Empty Quarter

Wry Wreathe

Wasted Land

let us not waste away creatively but dance to that final serenade to oulive the myth of rivers running red. i am not sandstoned (disbanded)but rather i am forgotten in the empty quarter of Al-Namrood. This immortal pain of our grieving age will disturb the balance of our deathless anguish. the inversion of that crescent light will be the sound of ruby as the breeze of the dying forms into a wry wreath.

here's a picture:

8.8.12

Besame Mucho

Lula Lu & The Sharks

the south bronx and the
thousands of fires that consumed it. i'm not sure that what i'm feeling has
anything to do with the fires of the bronx, but i feel like it can like anything else can.. colonization,
wars, coup d’états, football, boxing, the gladiators, guns and artillery, the
great divide, the great depression, the great mall, the gulf war, slavery,
genocide, anti-depressants, fast foods and slurpees, gummy bears and pizza, not
brushing my teeth long enough, the american dream, i don't know how to
articulate all of this, there are books out there that do a good job of that, i
suppose i just want to say... that i'm going to work on it and so should you.

CONTROL YOURSELF.

control your emotions.