It’s All About Style

I’m starting with a term that I typically can’t stand. Style. Not because I don’t like the word, but because it’s been so overused and bastardized and adopted by so many sources. There’s a magazine. A network. It makes me think of Joan Rivers critiquing every star on their way to the Oscars.

And yet, for an Artist, style is important. It’s arguably the MOST important. Let me explain. Continue reading

Drop and Gimme Twenty!

Alright. I’ve had it.

Enough of the whining, the sad bastard, the making excuses, the avoiding responsibility. Like many things, it must come to an end.

I’m tired. Tired of a lot of things. Tired of my appearance, my job, my perceived lot in life. Tired of coming here and unloading on you, dear reader, almost like I expect you to give me an answer. Sure, letting it out is good for the soul, but the seemingly constant stream of Woe Is Me gets old.

As the title implies, this is really about Discipline, a word I’ve tended to avoid and despise. Continue reading

Get a New Map

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“This is a map of Illinois, which we’re in. On the border of Iowa, which is where Davenport is; 22 mileS away. You’re in the wrong state. Get yourself a new map.”

I’ll tell you something, I feel like I’m in the wrong state. Continue reading

At Least They’re Doing (It, Something, Anything)

Well, today’s the last day of 2012, so it feels appropriate to knock out one last post that includes a plan of action. Don’t misunderstand me – this isn’t my New Year’s Resolution list. But the whole point of this blog has been to analyze and then move forward, right? Only you can tell me how I’ve done so far, but I think I’ve done a decent job.

Today’s topic is going to dig deep into my psyche, back to a place I was some years back; a time that I may have developed some not-so-good habits and helped set up where I’m at today. Continue reading

The Virtues of Louis C.K.

I try not to gush often. My bubble over meeting “famous people” was popped some time back and since then, I don’t hold my breath. There are a few people still on my list that might still give me the yips, but I don’t see any chance of that happening, so I’m not overly concerned.

Now, before you assume too much, based on the picture above and what I just said, I didn’t meet Louis C.K.. I did go see him Friday night in Athens, though. And I gotta admit, something odd happened. Continue reading

Make It (work, rain, count, etc.)

Alright, y’all. Buckle up. We’re going to dig deep here, folks. This is a discussion that’s been burning me up for a while now and I think it’ll be good for both of us if I just go ahead and say it.

A couple weeks ago, I showed up to practice where we were down two members. This is not an uncommon occurrence; sometimes it’s difficult to nail four people with jobs and families down on a weekday. It’s not a big deal, we all get along really well and if practice turns into a few beers and some conversation, there’s a good chance something good will come of it.

This particular night, I felt compelled to start asking the tough questions, for reasons that will be made clear. We were a couple beers down and suddenly I blurted out “What are we doing, DK?” Continue reading

Rocking On

Yeah, yeah, I’ve been gone for too long. Trust me, I’ve missed you just as much as you missed me. Frankly, I’ve missed life in general. To those who don’t know, I’ve been moving and it was from the first place I’ve lived in for more than a year since I left my parents’ house and man was that shit tough.

It’s amazing the stuff that accumulates over time, and I don’t mean that like I’m some wealthy dude who can buy stuff all the time. I get a lot of free shit from work and when you have four people sharing the same space, things just pile up. And we had a large house that could accommodate all of it, but holy hell, was it a pain in the ass.

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