Now destroyed to uncover the haunted atmosphere
Strange visions of the ancient spirits, travesty of man appears
Coldness and the storming winds lurking for prey
The forces of the Winter reign in dreadful way, there's no escape......
So, on Friday (last Friday, Dec. 4, 2009), I practiced for the first time as the bassist/vocalist of Atomic Violence - soon to be something else most likely (I'm partial to Wolfen Gray) - and WOW.
It was electrifying. Sarah (our new keyboardist) managed to fit right into our old songs - except for Thrashold, which she'll be doing lead vox on from now on, because she owns at that song.
Sarah adds a new dimension to our music and makes it more complex, melodic and basically more interesting. And it's not like she has to do all the work and we just play lame, simple stuff. There's just something in the air when she starts playing that gives us great ideas.
I can't wait. If we used the lyrics I wrote in the woods for our newest song then I'm sure we could use others that I've written. It would be awesome to turn The Flower, Vigilante, or Kingdom of the Stars into a full song. All the lyrics I've written.... Out of the Mirror, Sanity Forsaken, Angel in the Gutter....
If I'm lucky, I'll be able to turn all those lyrics into songs (which would be awesome) and not have to write any more for a while (which would also be awesome).
This is hopefully the start of something wonderful. Shit, we've put our record deal procedure on hold, stopped playing shows for a while, and modified our lineup. But I wouldn't have it any other way. I finally feel free in this band. I'm dying to practice again.
Til next time.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Sitting in the corner all alone....
Staring from the bottom of his soul
Watching the night come in from the window, window
It'll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again
In sickness and in health
Understanding, too demanding
It has no name, there's one for every season
Makes him insane
To know.....
Ok, so we met with this talent scout and I have to blog this, she is a fucking goddess. She is so far out of my league that if I woke up tomorrow thin, well-groomed and cut like a diamond, I still wouldn't fathom hitting on her. Then again I could just be intimidated because she seems to have her shit straight as far as this record label thing goes, like super professional. But really, I have not shaken hands with a female this attractive before. I'm pretty sure anyway. I mean, yeah, beauty queens, Miss Teen USA, met them and gotten pictures but this woman is 39 and smokin'. I don't know how fine those teenies will be once they hit 30. Eh, I'm sure they'll still be pretty damn hot. But I digress.
I wonder, if I hit it big will there be a woman like this for me? Super cool, super fine and with awesome yet diverse musical tastes? Honestly I don't think so. I mean, I don't really discriminate against girls that are overweight or imperfect in some way, and I'd say I'm happier for it, but there's gotta be a hot thrasher chick that also likes radio hits and folk music, knows what the fuck a book is and has read a few, isn't a whore but isn't a prude, plays the occasional level of Fallout 3 or Fable II and can sit through a movie with me and have an interesting conversation about it afterwards. I'm sure there is but my guess is Aladdin or John Kevill or some other majestic thrash frontman will have already snatched her up by the time I finally meet her. And I'm not saying she has to be perfectly sculpted, or be proportioned exactly the way my talent scout is, or anything like that. But if she had some body and some brains and shared my love for music so she could understand the way I feel when someone shits all over my interests or tastes.... I would never be unfaithful. I would kill for her. Take a bullet for her. I would clean the entire house. I would follow her barefoot over broken glass and vinegar.
If I could sum up my life's goals in a day, I would wake up on an airplane, land in Germany/Tokyo/Etc, play a kickass show to a rabid crowd, party with my friends (whoever they may be), and end it all by passing out next to my beautiful metal wife.
If I died the very next morning, whatever. Life that good isn't supposed to last.
But that great, wonderful life is exactly what I'm striving for, that's what keeps me going through all the bullshit. If all those pieces came together life would be as perfect as life on Earth can get, which will still be flawed but at the same time, complete.
And who knows, my dreams may fade as I get older but I hope not, I hope I'm one of those thirty year old guys still working at it, still trying to accomplish their dream.
But hey, only time will tell right?
All I can do is continue to try now.
So, that's been my rambling for tonight. Til next time.
Watching the night come in from the window, window
It'll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again
In sickness and in health
Understanding, too demanding
It has no name, there's one for every season
Makes him insane
To know.....
Ok, so we met with this talent scout and I have to blog this, she is a fucking goddess. She is so far out of my league that if I woke up tomorrow thin, well-groomed and cut like a diamond, I still wouldn't fathom hitting on her. Then again I could just be intimidated because she seems to have her shit straight as far as this record label thing goes, like super professional. But really, I have not shaken hands with a female this attractive before. I'm pretty sure anyway. I mean, yeah, beauty queens, Miss Teen USA, met them and gotten pictures but this woman is 39 and smokin'. I don't know how fine those teenies will be once they hit 30. Eh, I'm sure they'll still be pretty damn hot. But I digress.
I wonder, if I hit it big will there be a woman like this for me? Super cool, super fine and with awesome yet diverse musical tastes? Honestly I don't think so. I mean, I don't really discriminate against girls that are overweight or imperfect in some way, and I'd say I'm happier for it, but there's gotta be a hot thrasher chick that also likes radio hits and folk music, knows what the fuck a book is and has read a few, isn't a whore but isn't a prude, plays the occasional level of Fallout 3 or Fable II and can sit through a movie with me and have an interesting conversation about it afterwards. I'm sure there is but my guess is Aladdin or John Kevill or some other majestic thrash frontman will have already snatched her up by the time I finally meet her. And I'm not saying she has to be perfectly sculpted, or be proportioned exactly the way my talent scout is, or anything like that. But if she had some body and some brains and shared my love for music so she could understand the way I feel when someone shits all over my interests or tastes.... I would never be unfaithful. I would kill for her. Take a bullet for her. I would clean the entire house. I would follow her barefoot over broken glass and vinegar.
If I could sum up my life's goals in a day, I would wake up on an airplane, land in Germany/Tokyo/Etc, play a kickass show to a rabid crowd, party with my friends (whoever they may be), and end it all by passing out next to my beautiful metal wife.
If I died the very next morning, whatever. Life that good isn't supposed to last.
But that great, wonderful life is exactly what I'm striving for, that's what keeps me going through all the bullshit. If all those pieces came together life would be as perfect as life on Earth can get, which will still be flawed but at the same time, complete.
And who knows, my dreams may fade as I get older but I hope not, I hope I'm one of those thirty year old guys still working at it, still trying to accomplish their dream.
But hey, only time will tell right?
All I can do is continue to try now.
So, that's been my rambling for tonight. Til next time.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Sunrise, I greet you....
The beauty of your light
So warm and tender
Was never the night
In tears I see you
The last time it will be
So give me your blessings,
I'll meet my destiny!
Hello there folks, my name is Alexander Phelps Raymond. I go by Xander for short, Xan for shorter. First and foremost, I love metal to death, though I am rather picky when it comes to bands I like, and that will probably be my blog's main focal point. I suppose that this particular blog will merely be an introduction, since (at least to me) it's more comforting when you can, in some way, get inside the blogger/speaker/writer's head.
So let's see.... What do I have to say about myself?
I am in a band, a band that seems very close to a major breakthrough. I will definitely keep you lovely people updated on what happens in that department.
I make various attempts at writing books or stories or screenplays but I have yet to complete a single thing. I guess I find it easier to express myself through lyrical content, as that's what got me to start writing. Not to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty confident that I am a very creative and imaginative person. My big problem is I seem to lack the drive to accomplish.... Well, anything really. I set out to start on a new idea and halfway through I get distracted by something equally inspiring. Oh well, I'm sure I'll finish something someday.
Beyond those two things there's not much to my life. I don't work, I'm not in school, I basically sit around the house all day thinking up new projects. But that's fine by me, it gives me more time to hone my skills at anything I'm somewhat good at. I'm confident that once I figure out what I should do I'll be successful at it.
Hopefully I'll be successful at being a rockstar, that's something I can get behind.
So, there you are, thank you for reading.
Til next time.
So warm and tender
Was never the night
In tears I see you
The last time it will be
So give me your blessings,
I'll meet my destiny!
Hello there folks, my name is Alexander Phelps Raymond. I go by Xander for short, Xan for shorter. First and foremost, I love metal to death, though I am rather picky when it comes to bands I like, and that will probably be my blog's main focal point. I suppose that this particular blog will merely be an introduction, since (at least to me) it's more comforting when you can, in some way, get inside the blogger/speaker/writer's head.
So let's see.... What do I have to say about myself?
I am in a band, a band that seems very close to a major breakthrough. I will definitely keep you lovely people updated on what happens in that department.
I make various attempts at writing books or stories or screenplays but I have yet to complete a single thing. I guess I find it easier to express myself through lyrical content, as that's what got me to start writing. Not to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty confident that I am a very creative and imaginative person. My big problem is I seem to lack the drive to accomplish.... Well, anything really. I set out to start on a new idea and halfway through I get distracted by something equally inspiring. Oh well, I'm sure I'll finish something someday.
Beyond those two things there's not much to my life. I don't work, I'm not in school, I basically sit around the house all day thinking up new projects. But that's fine by me, it gives me more time to hone my skills at anything I'm somewhat good at. I'm confident that once I figure out what I should do I'll be successful at it.
Hopefully I'll be successful at being a rockstar, that's something I can get behind.
So, there you are, thank you for reading.
Til next time.
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