I'm good with a dead horse, perhaps I could be you drummer?
John Rensing

Ironically...I'm a drummer...percussionist to be more precise (afro-cuban percussion, etc, etc, blah, blah)...and once-upon-a-time, I was what was considered a 'side man' (I also play guitar, keys) but never aspired to more than getting really stoned, and paying for tour expenses until the next gig came up. 'Course after 25 years of bangin' the boards, I've hung-up my hand-drums for the keyboard...tap-tap-tapping away to the assumption that I'm somehow *now* a burgeoning New York writer (yeah...right...)...My point is: I knew what I needed to do when the time came. Those who don't live their dreams are destined to sleepwalk through life.

"Those who don't live their dreams are destined to sleepwalk through life." Very well said, Falloutsis. Very well said.

I refuse to be one of those sleepwalkers.

Piano, sing, write music (again), draw/paint, belly-dance, karate, fluency in 5 languages, (chinese) calligraphy - I will not stop until at least one of those is realized to its absolute, fullest potential. I made a promise to myself, and I am not one who breaks promises.

Jefferson, I am going to sound presumptuous, but I must encourage you to use your anger to wield your art. Paint broad, crimson strokes on these apathetic waiting-to-be-seeners that frequent the clubs. Force upon them the scent of predatory musk. It is fear that these people lack, and the absence of fear creates apathy. It has been far too long that these knuckleheads have been sleepwalking. Time to wake them up, with a cannon.

Holy mother of mercy, this is quite a little theater of emotion, isn't it? I think this Mr. Pitcher needs to decide WHY he's writing and rehearsing and booking and playing music. He sounds utterly miserable doing it. In my experience, life is too short to do things that make you miserable. What he's producing isn't bad, but to be honest, it's not going to make him a star either. I admire his musicianship, but the music probably isn't going to "ship units" and get him on TRL, which appears to be what he truly desires. Surely even his friends can see this?

Truly desires? Even the most observant of eyes and intuitive of souls would be presumptous to claim to see what someone, even a loved one, truly desires. It is always colored by what we truly desire.

I'm afraid Mr. Pitcher wouldn't know what TRL is, Sir Man Alive. He does not watch TV, let alone cable. Since life back in Davis, I do not recall seeing a TV in his home.

Plus, Pitcher is a smart man, too smart to be pursuing a direction/path if he didn't truly love the implicit beauty behind it - the music itself, in its purest form, untainted by image. He’s trying to reach people with his music. It’s as simple as that. But there are obstacles. We live in a superficial world, thus stems his frustration.

If Mr. Pitcher ever chooses to throw in the towel, well, then, that is his right and his choice to make. But one has to admire the fact that he was able to do what most of us are too afraid to do...listen to our hearts.

Sometimes digging for that piece of inspiration to push forward on that battlefield can be so taxing. But as quoted in The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, it is said that the darkest hour occurs right before dawn.

OK, my beef is not and should not be with pitcher anymore. It is now with his "friends".
You people are the sick ones, c'mon pitcher you can come to their rescue now, for once. I don't think pitcher is quite (heh) the person you guys want him to be. Perhaps (double heh) you should all stop sucking his cock for awhile and let him live life without the constant ego inflation and see what he becomes. Don't get your hopes up. Flowery deep talk, referring to yourself in the third person, cliche, trite and over done. Come up with something new. And bashing republicans is so 80's. Thank God all of you will BE republicans in about 15 years or so when you all get real jobs and have kids.
John Rensing

I have kids, I have a real job, hell I even have a dog. Does that make me by default a Republican? If I choose not to be Republican does that by default make me a Democrat? If I choose to wish horrible diseases on those that irritate me does that make me an Antichrist? Rensing, you pathetic twat. You are an illusion.

rensing, you amuse me. i aint no damsel in distress who needs to be rescued. i don't believe in that shit. i fight my own battles, always have, always will. however, there's bigger fish to fry, so i won't waste my "kill bill" efforts on a sad excuse for human being such as you.

i have a real job, you close-minded dimwit. don't assume you know pitcher's friends. plus i do not see pitcher as some fictional hero. i see him as a human being.

also, i wasn't "rescuing" pitcher. he's a grown man. he can take care of himself. you, on the other hand...not sure.

Who's website is this?

don't despair dear summer, it's mine...all mine. funny how i can write about the foolish nonchalance of "cool kids," and the simple fact that i miss playing with a drummer, and people conclude i've thrown in the towel. how does that work people? though you may or may not care, i cannot imagine a time in my life when i would ever stop making music. it just wouldn't work. as for chinring, you are a dear soul...thank you sir for your words that i should attack them with a fury. you haven't seen me live have you? i simply don't understand restraint. i give everything i have, each time i play. ask christian, or summer, as they've been there many times. and today i work on new songs. big loud ones.

jP:

Speaking of big and loud:

What say you and I make a punk rock record. I can probably even get Troy from 7Seconds to drum on the fucker. No song over 2 minutes. No song slower than "Anarchy in the UK." You write half, I write half, and we finish them and record them together up here in Rocklin.

I'm not kidding.

cK

I want in...I...I...I...

i'm in. i'm not kidding either. though, i would say three minutes, as i was too in love with minor threat for too long...or not long enough!

jeff called and invited. You've a bassist on the project when it materializes...

Ron, Jefferson & Chin:

The weird thing is that every time I try to write "punk rock" songs, they end up being speed metal waltzes.

But maybe that's OK too?

CK

CK:
The only problem I see with your concern about writing a punk song, is that you are concerned about it stylistically. Take me for example: I have no clue about playing an instrument, but give me a guitar with the bottom 3 strings, and I'll write me some punk songs. The last punk song that I wrote in 1990 was called "three women standing on the deck of a boat in the middle of the ocean with beer in their hands and cigarettes in their fingers", heavy four-count on the hi-hat into one single note, and one single word, "dot".

There I've said too much.

Oh my gosh. I can't can't can't wait to hear you sing, ChinRing! You must be good!

And Christian - Like I said before, I really like your work. However, being that I don't know you personally, it's difficult for me to comprehend the work I've heard crossing over to the "punk rock" realm. I guess I'll have to use my imagination. Lots of it.

oh, one more thing, christian...if you still got that old piano lying around, toss some of its tunes in there, will ya? piano isn't "punk-rocky", but heck, you can make work, i'm sure. if so, i will be forever be your humble servant.