Tuesday, May 31, 2011

their eyes are bright yet their stories are dull


listen carefully as they Adamantly talk about things that don't matter with such blind conviction they flap their gums and cover their ears, spewing forth regurgitated remarks like roman fountains
a virtual linguistic vomitorium. and they bury their insecurities in a pool of verbal diarrhea
watch as they cover themselves with their own putrid statements and self compliments , they stink to the HIGH HEAVEN, of triviality
a sense of self importance as they walk around like the emperor
naked yet still dripping with a nights worth of one up one liners which they try and use to beat you at conversation but they can never beat me at listening
and silence is golden like nagging beggars they come shouting at you to spend

making sure that you're well aware that they're interesting.. everything you say goes in one ear and out of their mouths exaggerated and lengthen like a magician with multi-colored ribbons
some of them even lie just to stand out but in these social interactions they're like a child crying out for attention

they tell you empty stories of adventures in the doldrums bush whacking their friends along the way to cut them down

they wear their life's achievements like Gucci rings made of fools gold

Dumbo weeps over the fact that their ears haven't grown in yet
the tiny holes in their head clogged with their own words, cannibalizing thier own bees wax they have the most fantastic conversations with themselves as old samurai's sit stoically and shake their heads in disgust at their lack of silence and subtly
their droning banality inspires harakiri ,
their eyes are bright yet their stories are dull


Monday, May 16, 2011

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Familiar strangers

I've had this idea for a website/blog for a while... a website about strangers i meet on my travels.. i'm finally going to put it together with my friend Tom. he's got a camera and nows all bout setting up websites. I'm not going to give it all away now but i'm going to ask strangers we meet around Montreal certain question, (again i wont tell you what they are now) but i will answer all the questions i have in this Blog..right now! trippy eh ..ya i know



-I'd have to say: Big mama Thorton - hound dog, Got my mojo working - muddy waters and Sonny Boy Williamson II, and The Black keys- Same old thing

- hippy/weirdo sexual.... like metro sexual but weirder and more peace and bandana's

-so right now i'd call this just lazy Sunday hipster on a boat

-I love strangers.. i think that there is something interesting and beautiful in every single person.. you just have to find it and when you do it will think and possibly smile. i wish strangers in the city would be more like the strangers at Burning man.. more open and loving.. but i guess there really aren't any strangers at burning man...

-my home use to be called the Chicken coop.. now its gotta get a new name...

-this one time at burning man i went to this nighttime rave on the outskirts of black rock city. this place called the Opulent Temple.. infected mushroom was opening for Arman van buren.. i went with these 2 hippy jewish girls from Long island and this L.A producer who grew up in the south Pacific..it was the first time i took Ecstasy.. so this rave in the desert was this big open circle with these 3 platforms at the back, facing the stage.. about 6 feet high .. the four of us were in the back on the ground in front of the middle stage.. there were lazers on top of the dj booth, the dj booth was this big metal head .. the eyes were flame throwers and the mouth was the dj booth..the flame throwers would periodically shoot out.. i started dancing and i felt this weird feeling i had never felt before.. i didn't really like and i had to sit down.. so i sat down under one of the platforms.. kinda cool, feeling kinda blue.. (drugs eh) and the older producer guy(no need for names) came and sat next to me, he asked me what was wrong. after i explained that i was feeling shitty he gave me his down jacket and put his arm around me and told me this: "you see all this crazy art around us? isn't it unbelievable i mean right here in the middle of the fucking desert!, and listen to this music the best dj in the world are playing for us in that metal head with the flamethrower eyes!, and look at all these people" he gestured outward and i saw all these hilarious fun people, some naked, some all dressed up in the most unbelievable costumes and some of them looked down at me and smiled and hollered and laughed, "you see all this" he said " ya i do" i replied .. then he told me the best advice ever " it's all here for YOU"

- positivity in all it's forms is a good thing everyone should practice

-again at burning man... i needed a ride into reno on the last day.. and the people who were suppose to drive me back were only going half way then going the other half way the next day.i really wanted to get to reno because there was thi girl i met in my camp that i really wanted to see.. so i got dropped off in this small town called Nixon and i hitch hiked with this crazy pink haired, wolverine looking wild and kind man who drove me in his Winnebago that kept dying every 2 miles or so.. he kept trying to fix it and it would work for another 2 miles.. after hours of this it was nighttime and i was freaking out.. he had the cover for the engine off and the engine was roaring right between the both of us while i was crouched over with two plastic bottles of gasoline (all that was left) and he was yelling something about how his he has done wilder shit then this in the amazon.. anyway the gas in the plastic bottle was getting drank up mighty fast and we almost didn't make it to the next town.. as soon as we did i busted out of the winnebago ( i now feel terrible for not thanking the man) and went to the first person i found and asked him if he could drive me to reno.. to my delight he was a frenchman from paris and he agreed and drove me back ..i eventually made it to reno 5 hours after i was suppose to and met the young lady

-i guess it would be this 40 kilometer hike i did in the himilayas in one day .. the guide kept pushing us till we were dead tired.. it took us 10 hours with a good hour long lunch break so 9 hours.

-Why do you paint your nails

-wildest would be the pink haired dude from burning man, and the coolest would have to be this Australian guy, we look very similar.. he is currently traveling the world .. met him in Montreal outside this club.

- the Tibetan book of the dead

-it was a beautiful day today i'm going rock climbing on Wednesday

thats all for now .. hopefully Tom and I will get our shit together and put together this awesome Website


- Will.C

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Limitless

there is no try
there is only do

no more self pity
only self empowerment.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Music is my only lover

Music is my only Lover. she'll never leave me for another, she takes care of me, she makes me feel free, she bring me up, she bring me down , always providing the proper sound. she never takes time off, and yes she does help me get off. she's puts the sugar on my tongue, she doesn't do K all day, she always makes it out alive, she lets me inside her mind, she dim's the sun when its to bright, she provides oblivion, she makes me appreciate that summer morning and those quite storms.






Thursday, March 3, 2011

Hippies with titties

Oh man this is gona suck
:P
see you on the other side

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Don't call yourself a Hippy unless you got it together..cause a real Hippy has has control.. just in a different way then most. so if you're all over the place, all kinds a fucked up and forgetful then don't blame it on your hippy lack looseness with rules and structure nah thats your fault.. a REAL Hippy knows how ta keep control while stumbling around.. kinda like drunkin style boxing broo

kinda like surfing dude.. sometimes you gotta stretch your body in weird directions and in seemingly unstable scenarios to truly have control the wave.. so just ride wave .. but if you bail don't blame it on the board.

Hippies are smart, hippies can add, hippies can convince, hippies can lead and hippies can bleed.. but true hippies never fall apart...
Hippy Johnny is kinda of a rad dude

Saturday, February 12, 2011

V-day



Well Valentines day is just around the corner... have you found a special someone?
my father always says that valentines should be everyday, yet he'll still do something special for my mother on the 14th. my fathers the kinda guy who brings home a bouquet of flowers on any random evening.

i haven't decided what i'm doing for the BIG day :P
i might buy some sheep's hard, some red wine, light some candles and incense maybe bring myself to a movie then go home and hopefully get lucky if i'm not to tired.

what you've never taken yourself on a date? oh it can be wonderful!

if theres no special someone who asked you out then why not take yourself?
there are definitely a couple girls i would consider taking out to dinner or some such adventure.
but here are reason not to for every girl i'd consider haha:

-Taken
-clingy
-has my balls in her hand
-taken
-flakey
-hot as hell but not my type
-too cool for school
-to shy

which one is you?

you see the conundrum i'm in, furthermore if any of these girls actually wanted to go out they'd call me right? probably not but wtv.

what makes me special (besides vomit inducing vanity) is that i can make myself happy, why do you need to validate your happiness through someone else.

personally i think you're all missing out :P


Unrelated thought of the day:
These fucking Jewish girl.. every time. why do i find them so sexy and delicious?

Friday, February 11, 2011

Jesus raves


Jesus raved to much, that's why they crucified him

Monday, January 31, 2011

My baby does K all day.. is she gona put sugar on my tongue?


So here's the track list for the week




and Lee Burridge.. you should definitely read his bio while listening to his mix, it's very interesting



and if you like good dark techno then you should hit up the Belmont for their Monthly techno night