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erika and i have broken up. freedom is now mine. i will be moving from this shit hole in less than a year. i hope to start/join a band in detroit. august or october ill be lookin for roomates or gettin my own pad.
thanks grandma
i called my grandma back after work. usually you tell some its an emergency if it in fact is. you dont say "i need to tell you something important" at 5 in the morning. god damn it!
my dad had a minor stroke. the right side of his body suffered temporary paralysis. being a tattoo artist, this will be very difficult for him. the lack of health care presents itself as a problem as well. he said he was fine. his right side is a little numb. they dont know for sure what caused it, but my dad is sure it was the meds he was on. he knows a medical assistant that gave him a month supply of free samples. he didnt tell the doctor, so he could protect his friend's job.
my dad had a minor stroke. the right side of his body suffered temporary paralysis. being a tattoo artist, this will be very difficult for him. the lack of health care presents itself as a problem as well. he said he was fine. his right side is a little numb. they dont know for sure what caused it, but my dad is sure it was the meds he was on. he knows a medical assistant that gave him a month supply of free samples. he didnt tell the doctor, so he could protect his friend's job.
happy halloween!
i have mice in my fucking house.
my hernia put me in the emergency room sunday night. i tore my shit up at work. all they gave me were shitty vikes 500. im kinda pissy from it. im on work restriction un till i see a surgeon.
dave and i are supposed to jam today.
i got a call from my grandma this morning at 5am. i let the voice box take it. she says she has something important she has to tell me in person. if you cant leave it on voice mail at 5am, its not an emergency. piss off gram gram.
my hernia put me in the emergency room sunday night. i tore my shit up at work. all they gave me were shitty vikes 500. im kinda pissy from it. im on work restriction un till i see a surgeon.
dave and i are supposed to jam today.
i got a call from my grandma this morning at 5am. i let the voice box take it. she says she has something important she has to tell me in person. if you cant leave it on voice mail at 5am, its not an emergency. piss off gram gram.
motor city jams cont.
DAY 2
woke up at 10am. amy made a delightful breakfast.
we didnt get started un till about 4pm. kyle, greg and i pushed a few more tunes out. it was the last day the three of us could record so we built up to 6 songs.
after pushing past our goal time of 10pm, we met andy at the liberty bar in pontiac at about 11pm. the ride there was like a roller coaster ride through memory lane. the liberty is, after all, on the street where we first started playing live together.
tuesday nights are open mic nights. right when we showed up, greg played some 5Y2L classics. he lost it on "light of the stars" once or twice. the song has so many lyrics, it was hard for me to remember all the verses when i would played the damn thing. i kept yelling medicine anyway. he agreed and went right in to it. a nice set i would say.
greg came back to the table and knocked his drink back to catch up with the rest of us. we all hit a buzz point and began smokin the cigars again. kyle jumped up to the mic and picked up a gee-fiddle. surprised me with a bit of "strait to hell". hes come a ways from teen punker to musician pretty well id say.
as i thought might happen, i was called up to the mic to play "louie, louie". the last time i played that song was back in 02 over at the blue note. he caught me at the right time, what with the beers and all. i torked up some over drive on the house fiddle and tore into it, pullin the same old school tricks. "are they gonna end the fucking song?" NO!!! probably clocked a 12 min run on that song.
greg and i headed back to his place around 2am or so and hit the fucking hay.
it was the best fuckin time ive had in ages.
DAY 3
woke up late and rushed over to kyle's. didnt do any dubbing like we planned, but when andy came over, me and him pushed out three more tracks. greg went to the dentist. i was on skins and andy was on fiddle this time. we did great jams once through each, when the worst part of the recording sessions happened...
my drums did not get recorded. i had some great fills in there that, because im not a drummer, could not be repeated. i all ready hurt my self once around. we did all three tracks again (sans awesome fills) that turned out real well. puttin us up to 8 songs. 14 tracks (multiple takes).
i packed up the buick and we all met at greg's for some photos. you can see em at the myspace greg will be puttin up. i then headed west towards the sun, and towards home.
i miss detroit, my band, and my friends. it was good to see em for the bit of time we all had. we will be doin this a few times a year if all goes well.
woke up at 10am. amy made a delightful breakfast.
we didnt get started un till about 4pm. kyle, greg and i pushed a few more tunes out. it was the last day the three of us could record so we built up to 6 songs.
after pushing past our goal time of 10pm, we met andy at the liberty bar in pontiac at about 11pm. the ride there was like a roller coaster ride through memory lane. the liberty is, after all, on the street where we first started playing live together.
tuesday nights are open mic nights. right when we showed up, greg played some 5Y2L classics. he lost it on "light of the stars" once or twice. the song has so many lyrics, it was hard for me to remember all the verses when i would played the damn thing. i kept yelling medicine anyway. he agreed and went right in to it. a nice set i would say.
greg came back to the table and knocked his drink back to catch up with the rest of us. we all hit a buzz point and began smokin the cigars again. kyle jumped up to the mic and picked up a gee-fiddle. surprised me with a bit of "strait to hell". hes come a ways from teen punker to musician pretty well id say.
as i thought might happen, i was called up to the mic to play "louie, louie". the last time i played that song was back in 02 over at the blue note. he caught me at the right time, what with the beers and all. i torked up some over drive on the house fiddle and tore into it, pullin the same old school tricks. "are they gonna end the fucking song?" NO!!! probably clocked a 12 min run on that song.
greg and i headed back to his place around 2am or so and hit the fucking hay.
it was the best fuckin time ive had in ages.
DAY 3
woke up late and rushed over to kyle's. didnt do any dubbing like we planned, but when andy came over, me and him pushed out three more tracks. greg went to the dentist. i was on skins and andy was on fiddle this time. we did great jams once through each, when the worst part of the recording sessions happened...
my drums did not get recorded. i had some great fills in there that, because im not a drummer, could not be repeated. i all ready hurt my self once around. we did all three tracks again (sans awesome fills) that turned out real well. puttin us up to 8 songs. 14 tracks (multiple takes).
i packed up the buick and we all met at greg's for some photos. you can see em at the myspace greg will be puttin up. i then headed west towards the sun, and towards home.
i miss detroit, my band, and my friends. it was good to see em for the bit of time we all had. we will be doin this a few times a year if all goes well.
motor city jams, day 1
i planned on being on the road at about 9:00am. i hit the highway at about 10:30am. a dude ran me off the road on the way to detroit. thanx bud.
i hit detroit at about 1:15pm. seal some cracks in gregs basement. well, i put the sealer in and amy used the puddy knife. at about 3:00pm, we left for kyle's.
we made pretty good time as far as musical material. we jammed and put some tunes together kyle, greg and i. one off the top of gregs head, two ive been working on and some punk jams with me and kyle. real good for the five hours of work. like back in the day.
at about 10:00pm andy showed up and took the skins. he rocked em left and right. solid cuts of all we were workin on in the first day. rad.
at 11:15 we stood outside of kyle's place and smoked cigars before heading back to call it a night. i had a huge migrane. i walked in to gregs, took my pill, and hit the pillow.
i hit detroit at about 1:15pm. seal some cracks in gregs basement. well, i put the sealer in and amy used the puddy knife. at about 3:00pm, we left for kyle's.
we made pretty good time as far as musical material. we jammed and put some tunes together kyle, greg and i. one off the top of gregs head, two ive been working on and some punk jams with me and kyle. real good for the five hours of work. like back in the day.
at about 10:00pm andy showed up and took the skins. he rocked em left and right. solid cuts of all we were workin on in the first day. rad.
at 11:15 we stood outside of kyle's place and smoked cigars before heading back to call it a night. i had a huge migrane. i walked in to gregs, took my pill, and hit the pillow.
gloomy daze
lots of clouds. lots.
headin towards detroit to jam with andy urbats, kyle mcbee and greg aubry this mon-wed. lookin forward to it.
headin towards detroit to jam with andy urbats, kyle mcbee and greg aubry this mon-wed. lookin forward to it.
need music!
im fucking desperate. i need a drummer. anyone who knows a drummer or knows the way around a set of skins, for the love of god, send em my way.
sleeperagent@myway.com
ill even join a project if someone needs guitar.
fiveyearstolive@hotmail.com
269.492.4962
sleeperagent@myway.com
ill even join a project if someone needs guitar.
fiveyearstolive@hotmail.com
269.492.4962
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thanks for commin out sat. good times. thanks for the gifts.
most already know
http://www.myspace.com/aaron_draper
dont rub it in.
most already know
http://www.myspace.com/aaron_draper
dont rub it in.
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between painting, training a puppy and my water heater giving me shit, my days are pretty full. my job is paying well and i need musicians to jam with. not much else. i mailed invitations for the house wrming on the 18th. preperation for that is what i spend my open time on. thats it.