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| 10:15pm 14/04/2004 |
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andrew told me that not only were primus going on tour again! but hella will also be playing in brooklyn. and i worship hella. that is all.
Stimpy - Upright socks that don't fall down around your ankles!
Ren - Now there's an invention! How did you do it?
Stimpy - Duhh i filled em with glue!
Ren - YOU FILTHY SWINE!!!! I'LL KILL YOU!! |
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| 10:06pm 14/04/2004 |
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turns out i did really bad on my math quarterly exam, which sucks, and my chem test left much to be desired as well...rats!
but today was the first day back from vacation. last night i figured id listen to some *soothing* drums tracks from this amazin' jazz cat John Riley. But instead he goes okay now i'm gonna Imply Six over Four in a Four/Four jazz feel. And he proceeded to play the most twisted ridiculous thing, two rhythms that im sure had something to do with one another, oh wait! It was all in Four Four Time! It's just that John Riley is such a genius that he can be playing in four four but make it sound like 6/4!! How can he do that? I have no idea, it really wasn't smart to listen to that because i wasn't prepared for the utter mind-fuck that is Implying Different Time Signatures in Jazz. My mind was so blown that i couldn't sleep at all, and had to go downstairs and watch ren and stimpy, cowboy bebop, kids in the hall...why can't they play those shows when it isn't friggin' 3 in the morning? My vacation was pretty nice, i feel like myself again, i lost a little poundage which the ladies always love, and i played the drums a lot. la la la bla bla bla eternal sunshine of the spotless mind was good. cool premise and all that jazz. i'm also glad i chickened out of seeing the passion, that wouldve scarred me. peace yall |
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| 04:50pm 05/03/2004 |
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werd up |
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| wahhhhhhhhpo! |
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| 11:47pm 13/02/2004 |
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soy es que es que soy
one time me nuddy and me we're fryin'...fuckin' fryin' all day long man. So after like five hours of fryin' we're like yo mennnnggghhhhhhhh all that like
and the bitches be like DAMNNNNNNNNNNNn
so we fuckin' rap rap rap..tap tap tap, n' fuckin' holda whata whosa fecha?....fuckin' VaHENNA FECCE MENGH!!!!! fuckin' vahina facce gonna rip yo fuckin' heads off, put it an blenda, be like fuckin' YO SON, these niggaz got fit shigured out yo, and we be allll like FUCKIN' HOLY SHIT MAN...YE S Ye S Ye S! and indeed and as well, furiosity,planetry di tri penta hepta. that reminds me
UNIVERES!
DICHOTOMY!
TRICYLCE&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&7
PENTAGRAM~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!1
are you ready for the battle of the bands?
Yo that shit be hella, hecka cool man
Yo that shit be fuckn' JACKSON YO...Fuckin' JACKSON... |
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| 10:18pm 07/02/2004 |
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today was a cool day. we went to the city and saw a conert which was fun. premise beach rules |
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| me Master Blaster |
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| 10:12pm 05/02/2004 |
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los tambores son buenos, and in other news i am master blaster...dave witte and got nothing on me...bitch! The Weird Lord Slough Feg is the greatest music ive ever heard in my entire life. i ordered cds today...cds fucking kick ass. ive heard a lot about this xanga bs and i tell ya, this is the real deal right here!
peace out son
"YEA, KILLER BOOTS MAN!!!"- dumb and dumber
bill - And That is why we neeeed eddie van halen on guitar!
ted - And That is why we need a triumphant video!
bill and ted - EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!!
bill and ted's excellent adventure is quite possibly the coolest movie ever, if u wanna debate me on this feel free...BITCH |
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| 10:07pm 29/01/2004 |
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drum lessons are cool. i feel really good now cuz my teacher told me i finally sound like i know what im doing....yES!!! so thats cool. i feel like spreading the good word:
Voivod-Killing Technology/Nothingface/Dimension Hatross
Neurosis-A Sun That Never Sets/Times of Grace
Agalloch-the mantle
Isis-Oceanic
Pelican-Australasia
Behold The Arctopus- Arctopacalypse Now...Warmageddon Later
Grey Skies Fallen-Tomorrow's In Doubt
Unearthly Trance- Season of Seance, Science of Silence
Warhose- As Heaven Turns to Ash
Hella - Hold Your Horse Is
Kayo Dot - Choirs of the Eye
Give Your mind and ears a treat, you know they deserve em' |
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| 12:34am 29/01/2004 |
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so now i'm addicted to icy tower...great just great...games suck. the thing is i can't just beat a game since im really not good at them, so it bothers me to the point where i keep playing.....argh! this is why i dont own any gaming systems aside from nintendo...long live nintendo!
japanese pronunciation = Nin! Ten! DO!!!!! o no, it godzira! |
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| 11:04pm 28/01/2004 |
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today ruled. i got to sleep late, and we didn't have chem midterms. rock and fucking roll. so i chill out, then we get the crew together for some premising. premise is off to a rocky start man i tell ya. a little awkwardness, lots of uncertainty as per the future, lots of i dunno what...but i dont like it!! our ninth song is gonna be ass kicking, and i do mean ass kicking. so hopefully things'll get back on track with all that shiz.
in other news. those of you who are reallly reallly realllllly cool will remember the once-mighty Funk St. Pizzeria, well im happy to say that we will reforming and heading down our once-abandoned path of THC-Induced Fun-Destruction. thats right, Funk St. Pizzeria is back in business, costumes, masks and all, so prepare to be comletely blown away. When I say Funk St. you say Pizzeria!! we're gonna slay, and i aint talkin' bout no fuckin' bells!!!!!!!!!!!!
so watch out for that, kids
american idol=depressing
song 9= hella cool
funk st. = no words can describe
ren and stimpy=hecka rockin'................"I THINK IVE GOT...........SPACE...............MADNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" - ren |
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| 09:53pm 27/01/2004 |
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so me andrew and kelly went to this show in greatneck, featuring End Of A Decade, who are cool, and this other hunk of steaming dogshit-asshole discharge vomit fuck called Candela, featuring Goodman, bassist of the once all-mightySUCKING Dotted Line, RIP Bros...RIP, i'll see u niggaz on the otha side. so yea. we get to the place, which happens to be a hotel. ok . but then we get to the hall thing where the show is gonna be, and all these people are giving us weird looks like "what the fuck are you doing here." we walk in and the place looks like theres gonna be a bar mitzvah or something...weird. theres like a buffet, and tables with balloons, and a huge sign going up that says "HAPPY SURPRISE BIRTHDAY SO AND SO." so we're like, kelly, what the fuck is the deal yo. and kelly's like i got this shit figured out yo, but lets settle it in the muthafuckin' board room. so we hightail it outa that joint and go to the empty hotel board room, where kelly called her pals to find out what the hell the deal was. turns out there was a party but it was cool that we were there. so we chilled out, kelly fawned over goodman who shes in love with. andrew talked with the lead singer from EOAD, i just kinda chilled out feeling like a turd. End of a Decade were cool, Candela, the second band that played, may possibly have been the worst thing ive ever heard/seen, and i mean ever, and that includes this spicegirls dance rendition thing that these girls did at the YMCA in First Grade. IT WAS WORSE THAN THAT. so after they stopped playing it was good cuz i didn't feel like puking anymore. we got some pizza at ginos, looked at the silly greatneck people, im making this part sound fun but actually it wasn't that fun. Kelly's padre picks us up and takes to nuvrajs. after two seconds of being at nuvrajs andrew gets the brilliant idea to run and grab his guitar and pedals and shit so we can get high and play in nuvrajs house. so we go, my fingers literally freeze on account of holding the cold metal pedals. when we got back 1000million people were there, which was weird cuz nuvraj made them all leave after 20 minutes cuz his parents were coming home or some shit. so we depart the nuvraj episode, which was weird, considering that andrew convinced steve grande's sister that HE was steve grande, kelly was fucked up on i dunno what and busied herself with uncoiling things, i wasn't really high enough to rock out, nuvraj made everyone leave, and aliens visited. so after that we walked back |
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| 05:12pm 15/01/2004 |
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it was a great day. snow was everywhere, in the trees, on the ground, and school was closed. i went sledding with alan. i watched the sunset while writing an essay on the dead poets society, and i listened to music. i watched very little tv, and now id like to type some lyrics
"In The Shadow Of Our Pale Companion"
Through vast valleys i wonder
to the highest peaks
on pathways through a wild forgotten landscape
in search of God, in spite of man
'til the lost forsaken endless...
this is where i choose to tread
Fall...so shall we fall into nihil?
the nothingness that we feel in the arms of the pale
in the shadow of the grim companion who walks with us
Here is the landscape
Here is the sun
Here is the balance of the earth
Where is the god?
Has he fallen and abandoned us?
As i'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand
the fire in my heart is forged across the land
Here at the edge of this world
Here i gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone
If this grand panorama before me is what you call god...
then God is not dead
I walked down to a river and sat in reflection of what had to be done
An offering of crimson flowed into the water below
A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away
...like every hope i've ever had...
...like every dream i've ever known...
It washed away in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world
From my will, my throat, to the river, and into the sea...
...wash away...
...fade away...
Here is the landscape
Here is the sun
Here at the edge of the earth
Where is the god?
Has he fallen to ruin?
As I'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand
My heathen pride is scarred across the land
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| 02:32pm 07/01/2004 |
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i mean missing school is alright and all, but i wish i felt better. and by the way, violently throwing up pieces of partially digested salmon and ginger is quite possibly the most unpleasant thing ive ever done. so it started with this crazy dream i was having where the democratic candidates were like chasing me around talking about each other and howard dean. they were all smoking pipes and presenting me with their arguments, and the strange thing about the dream is i actually CARED. So i was like getting upset and tossing and turning, it was horrible. i woke up at around 2, tossed and turned and tried to fall asleep. at around 2:40 i was really hot and then really cold at the same time. i thought to myself, i really NEED WATER right now, so i went to my fridge and pulled out a bottle of fruitwater. (the need to drink water is a tell tale sign that i'm gonna hurl). i started feeling really miserable and out of it, and i started thinking "was it something i ate?" i then thought about what i had for dinner : two pomegranites, no that wasn't it. then i thought SALMON with Fresh Ginger, o FUCK!!! i was visualizing the now-disgusting hunk of salmon i ate, as i ran to the bathroom heaving. i puked into my sink a few times, and usually after i throw up i feel better, but not this time. i still felt very very off. so i tried going back to sleep, which was a mistake because the second time my vomiting came around i was in bed, and couldn't make it to the bathroom. I only had time to spring up and puke more on my carpet. this time it was mostly the water i had been drinking, and a little salmon. the taste of salmon, all acidic and vomitous, was completely stuck in my throat and my nose. i was terrible, and i still didn't feel relieved. so this time i figured i would just go downstairs and watch tv. keep in mind we're talking like 3:10 or something like that. so i go downstairs and watch the news, which ive decided to lay off for awhile. i know i'm gonna throw up more, so i dont go to sleep. Maija comes downstairs eventually, and that made me feel even more terrible, not just physically, because she gets really upset when i don't feel good, and i had to tell her that the salmon she cooked for me made me hopelessly sick. i also knew that she was gonna stick around, meaning SHE wouldn't get any sleep either. finally at like 4 something the next series of vomiting comes around. i'm downstairs, remember, so this time i can run into the bathroom and puke into the sink. this time scared me the most, because the vomit was completely water.................weird. i mean, there wasn't even any bad food left in me, so now i was puking up the water id been drinking? after that i went into the kitchen and layed on the couch. i drifted off to sleep at about that time, finally, because i finally could. i woke up, still feeling strange, at i dunno when, but when i finally got the strength to get up it was like 12. so right now i don't really feel to great, but on the other hand i don't feel like vomiting violently. in conclusion......i'm never eating salmon that my mom cooks me again. sorry mom, but last night was really really just god awful. i wouldn't wish that kinda discomfort on my worst enemy. ugh. the news sucks cock. |
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| 06:44pm 06/01/2004 |
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thank god i'm going skiing this weekend...phew
chem-totally totally blows beyond belief. some would say it sucks the rigid cock of satan, i say ms nelson is friendly but a nut nonetheless, and nuts belong in only two places:
a) a nuthouse
b) premise beach
math- *muehehehehehehehhehhhhmuehehehehe* which of course is a painful shudder
ap euro - dr rothman was hopefully in a Psychadelic Garage Punk band during the years 1963-1965, whos name was Trespassers. if not, it'll be a let down. if so, i'll be one of the happiest men alive. i'm not kidding. he played the drums, BITCH!
spanish- the burlador of sevilla is not only a stupid piece of shit, mrs zove doesn't even know how to speak spanish, and is a jew, so i hate her naturally....J/k haha lol STOP!
sociology- uhhhhhhh no more movies
band- hurray! during the inferno i get to play :
THE GONG!
THE WIPCRACK!
and The FAlling Chains which accompany the mournful cries of fellow banders.
English - dead poets society, why did neil kill himself?
Gym- havn't had it yet, but at least Epstein is in it........who am i kidding, fuckin' gym sucks.
i can't think of anymore classes right now, but if i do i'll keep ya posted, BITCH!! Premise Beach Demos = tons of family fun, not just for your average 4/4 time signature families, we're talking about you groovy families who like to rock out to thrashmetal-jazz gods like eddie van halen and hootie and the blowfish yayyy!
Hootie and The Blowfish......well.........they just.......blow |
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| 05:19pm 31/12/2003 |
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you can no longer get mp3s through the website that was set up long ago. demo-getting IS necessary. peace y'all |
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| 05:01pm 31/12/2003 |
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anyways i love switchfoot, and the drums.
We Have Premise Beach DEMOS, for real this time. artwork and whatnot will be arriving soon, so in probably 1 week or so we will have a myriad of Premise Beach demos just waiting to be listened to. so for real this time, you want a demo, just be like
"yo son, where the fuckin' demos at?"
and i'll be like
"right fuckin' here yo"
and then i'll give you a demo, and your mind will slowly mushify as you behold the ridiculous combination of Gangsta Rap, Suicidal Doom Metal, and Bulgarian Folk Songs THAT IS
PREMISE BEACH
Official Band Slogan : Now that you've arrived at the beach, whats your Premise? **BAM!!!***
Official Influence : Ball In The House
"We got our name cuz like, ya know how your mom is always tellin' ya not to play ball in the house, well we're all like 'Play Ball In The House' ya know?"
Strings, Wankery and Banjo Pluckin': Andy "swisscheese" Hockfelder
Lower Strings, Ol' Fashioned Country Thwackin' : T Bone "goofy T" LionHeart III,
African Tribal Rhythms and Knowledge of Various World Cultures : Theddy McThed, the inquistor of Funk and *jazz*
Diabolical Keyboard Malevolence : Johnny "founder of modern communism n'shit" Marx
Again, demos are here, be of good cheer, ya Heard? HAppy New Years!! |
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| yea i know i said i wouldn't do another, but i am, so fuck you biznitch! |
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| 11:58pm 28/12/2003 |
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PremiseBeach624: do u know where Rio is?
JMair230: Rio?
PremiseBeach624: yea
PremiseBeach624: do u know where it is?
JMair230: nope
JMair230: why
PremiseBeach624: how about Rio De Janiero?
PremiseBeach624: do u know where that is?
JMair230: what the fuck
JMair230: what is this
JMair230: why do u need to know this stuff
PremiseBeach624: i was just wondering man
PremiseBeach624: its a city in brasil
PremiseBeach624: zi
PremiseBeach624: zil
JMair230: what am i missing here
JMair230 signed off at 11:57:27 PM.
i love people and funny things like that and being ironic too. premisebeach rules |
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| 11:37pm 26/12/2003 |
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im in this certain mood, and i haven't written anything in this journal for many days, even though stuff has happened, i just don't feel like typing any of it down. whats the point, i never actually wrote anything interesting or meaningful, i just put jokes and rhymes and blah and blah and fuck fuck fuck. anyways, what im trying to say is that this is my last entry. who knows, maybe in a few days i'll start putting stuff down, but for now, this is it. bye folks. |
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