September 18, 2008 at 11:04 am (emotions)
Tags: appastar, life, music, par-t-rex, RTA
Well shit it’s been a long time! Since my last update loads and loads and LOADS of stuff has happened. Am I gonna explain it all? Psh, doubtful! I dunno, blogging’s not really my thing anymore. I haven’t got the time to do so. I rarely go on AIM.. in fact, I just don’t go on AIM. I don’t use xanga or here or myspace. I barely use Facebook… I really am just so preoccupied with other stuff that the online communication realm just doesn’t interest me. It’s mostly because if I’m not sitting here on Skype with Harriet, I’m out doing something else or I’m recording or I’m doing homework. The actual time to sit down and want to blog or do anything on the internet just isn’t there (nor is the desire). But enough about tha.t..
I’m only blogging here today because I’ve got time to kill (I would utilize my time to watch one of my netflix movies, but the xbox is GONE! daniel took it to someoen else’s room. it’s kinda pissing me off because i want it here.. it is MINE… but whatever). Hah.. yeah. I’ve got an hour to kill. Yay.
But anyways. What to say…
Appastar is broken up. I said goodbye then watched as the domino effect befell the band with us dismembering completely. I thought all was fine though- I quit Appastar mostly because I wanted to do Par-T-Rex with mike and Chris AND so I could focus on RTA if Appa wasn’t gonna go anywhere… but thenlast night I got kicked out of Mike’s band because I’m in RTA and I need to “stick to one band” which is total bullshit. I held down Apollos Dream, Appastar, and RTA all at once and all of them flourished incredibly. While in all these bands RTA became what it is today… Apollo’s Dream produced a fucking amazing album and played a nice handful of shows… and Appastar reached its apex, for sure. Now Appastar’s gone, I’m told I can’t be in Par-T-Rex, and I’m left with only RTA. I’m honestly a bit pissed right now because that’s what I wanna fucking DO with my life. I wanna play so much music yet I’m being told I can’t handle it by people who aren’t even in bands at the moment… THey’re stuck in limbo talking about being a band. Whatever. If they don’t want me, they don’t have to have me. I’ll just put even more effort into RTA.
Mmm.. whatever. Fuck this, I’ma go.
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August 1, 2008 at 5:58 pm (appastar, music)
Tags: appastar, harriet, metal dude, show, stick it to the manfest
It doesn’t matter if you’re in the wrong place. It doesn’t matter if the circumstances aren’t perfect. You don’t need the world around you to be great to know you’re destined for greatness. Every time I’m with Harriet I know that nothing else matters. The love we have will make me happy no matter what life brings. Today on stage I knew that it didn’t matter if I’m not playing the music I really wanna be playing. I’m still a great musician destined for awesome things.
Okay. Yeah. That last bit is what sparked this blog. During Appastar’s set I rocked the place down (as always)… but one thing that made me happy was this one dude behind the stage. I noticed him watching me- this heavy metal rocker- and I was actually a bit curious as to what he was thinking of me. After the show he went straight for me, extended his hand, smiled hugely, and said, “duuude, that was AWESOME! great job!” To everyone else he just sortta shook their hand humbly and said, “good job.” His comments meant something. His comments carried some weight and that made me happy. It’s why I love being up on stage with Appastar. No matter how the show goes, I’m still making a name for myself. I should probably start broadcasting who I am and telling the world so. I want people to see me and go, “There’s a fucking cool guy.”
Anwyays, whatever. Toooo tired to blog. I want to sleep. Bye.
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June 5, 2008 at 4:36 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: appastar, dreams, future, harriet, love, music, progression media, Romancing The Angels
I’m ready to abandon this life and embrace the next.
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May 30, 2008 at 7:20 am (music)
Tags: angels & airwaves, appastar, ava, home made kazoku, jimmy, mike, music, party, strawberry pie, zeph
Okay, let’s ditch the pessimism of yesterday. That’s over and done with. How about a little optimism?!
I guess the only thing I can really think about is the show today. This Appastar show is probably one of the most important shows I’ll ever play. It’s a headlining show where we’re officially a band. This line-up feels solid too: the missing link, our drummer, is now connected with a great drummer who loves our music. You can’t ask for much more. Zeph is nothing stunning in the sense he makes the coolest beats like Travis Barker or soemthing… but he’s phenomenal to watch in the sense that he can add a beat to anything we throw at him, he’s so versatile, and what he does play, he plays with such ease and skill. However, let me say that I do love his beats: some of his fills are just so much fun to listen to- especially at the end of Strawberry Pie. Speaking of: I want to play that shit so bad! Just Zeph and mine’s intro for it. It’s so fucking gnarly I can’t stand it.
Jimmy texted me last night asking about Angels & Airwaves. I guess he really is liking their new album and that’s exciting… because AVA is one of my biggest influences (you would never guess it from my music, but it’s true, they’ve inspired what RTA is today) and Jimmy is the one who was saying he wants to help me with RTA sometime in the future… so if he digs AVA, we’ll get along famously. And Mike Vinci was talking to me last night: we’re gearing up for a “party band”. My idea is make Home Made Kazoku meet Weezer (blue/green album sound) and create a grand, fun experience.
Well, Nathan mentioned food so now I’m super hungry. So I’m off!
Smile.
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May 26, 2008 at 8:02 am (life)
Tags: relationships, appastar, writing, allen, the pillows, harriet, life, love, conversation, sleepovers, new bang, rainbow six vegas 2, breakfast, epic music, vocals, little caesar's, star wars, pork and beans, youtube, bonnie pink, tokyo bambi
I’ve decided that all the happiness in my life can be discovered by reading my texts. My thoughts are all down perfectly in little texts I share with people, especially like Harriet. That’s why when I get here I don’t feel the need to say anything… cuz technically I’ve already written all there is to write. Last night Harriet and I shared a bunch of texts saying how much we can’t wait to live our lives together and how nothing is going to stop us. It’s all I can focus on lately. That, and actually, Appastar. With Zeph now a healthy, exciting member, Appastar has just taken on something so new for me. It’s like… Zeph’s our drummer. He’s not some fill-in, he’s not some temporary member: Zeph’s the real deal. Appastar is now a full functioning band. I’ve never witnessed that in Appa before… so it’s very very exciting. But back to Harriet… Err. Should I go back? Do I really have the desire to share my thoughts? She knows all that I feel. Isn’t that all that matters?
The short answer is yes. So I don’t think I’m gonna bother explaining to a bunch of people who continually judge me by this. Well, that’s a lie. Not everyone judges me. I’ve got a really good fanbase on here full of people who love my writing and my honest thoughts. I guess I do these blogs for them. It’s the people who know me who read these and judge me but actually don’t even talk to me who make my blog a little scary for me sometimes. But generally every week some person I don’t know at all by any means compliments me on my work here. Who knew a blog could ever be commendable? Somehow mine is. And that’s why I write. I write on here for all the people who need to hear that someone else is just like them. For the people who need to know they’re not crazy by thinking they’ve found the girl at age 18 that they’re going to marry; for the people who need to be reassured that dedicating their life to music isn’t stupid; for all the people who have found themselves experiencing any sort of emotion and not sure if it was okay for them to do so- I write realistically so others can feel a bit of comfort in knowing they’re not alone. Because knowing you’re not alone can be everything, sometimes.
So fuck the people who wanna judge me by reading this. I need to stop caring what they think. Not that I do very often… but every now and again I take their pointless words into consideration.
But yeah. Mind if I share something?
I wrote a song yesterday. It’s so incredibly good. It’s just this huge, sprawling song that never repeats itself and everything feels so different from the next. Annnd, even better, is that I found a way to implement this one riff I’ve loved for… its probably been about two years since I wrote it, I’ve been able to implement into the tune and actually use it now! That was very cool for me. I can’t wait to record it. I’d do so today, but I’m focusing on seeing Harriet. I really really wanna see her. It’s unfair we ever have to be apart.
I want Allen to wake up. I’m so in the mood for another level of Vegas 2 and I’m really wanting to jam with him for a bit: practice singing New Bang with instruments in hand; write hugs n kisses; try writing an epic song? Last night was great with him. While it was happening I didn’t realize it was an amazing time until I woke up this morning and thought about it right now. We stayed up till 2AM playing Vegas 2, working on vox to New Bang, watching awesome music stuff on youtube (watched the Pork and Beans music video what… 3 or 4 times? Amazing song, btw), fantasizing about anything and everything, talking about Appa, the music we write- conversation was all over the place (as it usually is with Allen, but it’s still fun). And best of all, we did all that for a good four hours. Err.. more. About 5. It’s just so easy for us to talk, do stuff, and have fun. Probably my favorite discussion was about relationships. Allen was describing what he looks for in a relationship and what his definition of a good/healthy relationship should be… and I always feel bad about bringing up Harriet, but shit. She fits the description for everything he was saying. Every story he has, I have my own parallel adventure with Harriet. Like, the evidence is everywhere: this love I’ve got with this girl is a match made in heaven. I’m convinced and there’s no telling me otherwise. There’s just no bones about it. This girl is the one. Every day I believe that more and more.
Well, I’m getting hungry and I’ve rambled enough. How about some breakfast, eh?
love,
stephen
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