Friday, December 29, 2006

rip and smash

thats what it sounds like to kill a guitar. Rip off all the strings, and then smash it into the ground.

Now even if i feel the slightest urge to pick it up again, i can't play it. Good. Fucking worthless instrument. i don't think i was ever meant to play guitar. i just pretend to be a ninja. I'm much better at listening to music than playing it. Except in my head, where i compose hours of music every day, but with no way of playing it. my imagination has been imprisoned by hands that speak a different language. I want my hands back. I want my body back.

because i no longer care, i'm not going to edit any of the recordings i've made, as they all suck anyways. if you feel like listening to the last of me playing guitar for a year or so, go ahead an download this shitty link:

http://www.sharebigfile.com/file/45331/Copy-of-V001.wav.html

its about 20 minutes, 20 megs worth, 2/3 probably worth saving. i have a few more on my computer, but fuck guitar man. Just fucking fuck it. I can't hack it like a pro so i'm not gonna waste hours trying for a while. I've got other things to do. Waaaaaah, thats me, whining like a baby. Besides, not like anyone's gonna miss it. I never had a fanbase, i had friends who tolerated noise.

Well ya know what? I can still beat you up. So lets see how long you pick on me then. always feels like everyone is against me. even when you probably aren't.

My friends are artists, i am not. not gonna try n smear myself into the shape of one anymore. I hit things, i break things, and i like it. My natural talent is probably defined as some sort of nerve damage. or brain damage.

right now im worthless. i hate it. if anything greater than a zombie came crashing in through the back door, i'd probably not have nearly as easy a time like i would tell it later.


hmph. now im sick of writing in this thing too.

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