demo4

gunshot licker demo

one night stand
butt tingle
white trash resteraunt
billy stole to play
strip
beer
lobbyist
worlds largest freestanding clown
big wall
litterbug
horticultural homicide artist
lickerbet

demo tape 3

multi facet demo
so typical
affiliation
open doors
self portrait
wasteland
closed world
crutch
sick

reno page 2 gob

track listing for the gob tape
pussy factory
toolbox chaser
5 martini luch
buscuits and gravy

reno preservation page 1

Here is a link to the Mother Fucking Titty Suckers 11- Song Demo
http://www.4shared.com/file/149387990/276c7e6a/MFTS_Demo.html


the song titles are as follows
I dont want shit
surburban criminal
little girl blew
street urchin
pissin on the family tree
for the love of it
anthem
moms closet
just a scrub
chivalry is dead
drug class


tag your songs accordingly if you care

fukkin a

Call me a nutcase if you want to. I felt an overwheleming urge to go to Texas a couple years back. The urge was very intense. I never followed through with it and ended up in LA. I have met great people in LA but something always felt like it was missing. For some reason I don't feel like that would've happened if I moved to Texas. Now a family member needs help. I have that feeling again. This time I am not going to let it go and I am going to head back to Reno. I don't wanna go back to Reno but I feel I need to do it.

I Don't believe in gawd - but I do believe we all have some sort of destiny - and that is why I feel I have to head back.

Au Jous and Caramel Sauce

Still without a job but doin ok. A couple more places I'm gonna check out before I ask for my old job back. I left my old job on good terms. The reason I put in my notice is because I was going thru a small mental breakdown. What do they expect when someone close to you tries to kill themself.

Organized my dvd's today. That task took too long. New roomie tomorrow - way stoked!!!!!!!!!!!!

Spendin too much time on ebay - just because I'm selling shit. I have too much shit!!!! - need less!!!

Its just been a fun nite of rock n roll drinking and scrubbing the bathtub. Woo - who.

Till next time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sleep. whats that?

I don't sleep. No drugs or anything - I just don't sleep. When I eventually do fall asleep it is never enough. I fancy my self a narcoleptic/insomniac. By that I mean I don't ever really sleep but I will doze off randomly when not expected but never for an extended period of time. And that my friends is my sleep.

"Nobody Walks In LA!"

Went to Los Feliz today to mail some stuff. That was the closest Post Office that google gave me. Its ok though - I like Los Feliz.

I took a little walk through the Village area there - and lo and behold - A 7-11!!!! That made my day because I wanted a slurpee really bad.

I decided to walk back to Silverlake instead of taking the bus. There is always something new to catch your eye on those streets. Put on some Joy Division to pump me up and let my sneakers lead me.

Deciding not to eat at Fred62 (or whatever its name is) I ended up gettin pretty hungry. There was a pizza joint I had walked past once before but it was closed. I decided to hold out and see if it was open today. It was. Anyone who knows me - knows I love my pizza and the punk rock. The place was covered in punk stickers and old skateboarding stickers. I have found my new home. Jukebox full of punk cd's - not one of those overpriced internet jukeboxes. Pizzas with names like "treehugger" - affordable slices that are a decent size. And when they put the toppings on they pile them. SO STOKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today was a good day!!!!!!!

I put on The Lazy Cowgirls and finished walking home (wishing I was wearing shorts).

Sunday Morning - Thinking About Saturday

I really love the mornings in LA. They are so quiet and the marine layer produces such a tranquil feeling over the city it takes my breath away. They are a reminder of why I stay in this city.

My writing jumps all over the place with no real structure - its whatever is in my head at the moment.

Yesterday my sister called. It went straight to voicemail. I listened to the message. She was crying as usual. She's going through a lot of shit right now - so its understandable. I called her back immediately. We talked for about 3 hours on the phone. She reminded me why I hate my family - I don't hate my sis - its the rest of my family. One thing I will tell you about the shitty goin-ons in my family is that they are spiteful. My parents divorced when I was about 12, but shortly before that - we came into some books and photo albums and such from my dad's side of the family. It was a decent amount of history and such. After my parents divorced - my mom kept it all (claiming for my sister and me). It is now 20 years later and my mom still wont let my sister or myself have it - and barely look at it. Its not her family - oh and another thing - she says we cant have it until our second aunt dies on my dads side. What kind of rational thinking is that???? I know that in itself is not reason enough for hating them - but thats all I'm saying right now.

Shortly after that (and 3 40s of malt liquor later) I went to hang with my friend Elicia while she did laundry. Elicia is great. She let me just sit there and talk for a bit about the conversation I had with my sister. I tried not for it to be a crazy "me" conversation. I think I succeeded. I snuck a 40 in in the pocket of my jean jacket and was drinking it like a wino haha.

After laundry was done I bought some burritos and went home. Which brings me to now. I woke up hung-over, went outside to have a cigarette, and just became captivated by early morning LA. I never get tired of that sight.