aloysius's journals

so i go downtown

nobody smiles at each other anymore

or makes eye contact

but everybody's got somewhere more important to go than you do

even the homeless people

and they'll kill you to get there

right in the street

like a stray dog

so i saw bouncing souls again last night with youth brigade, kevin seconds and nothing. it was fucking fantastic. the new souls record should be pretty rad.

Way to be the most progressive state in the union California. We pass Prop. 2 giving better conditions to farm animals but we can't put aside our bigotry to give equal marriage rights to homosexuals. Thanks to the Christian (including and especially the Catholic)churches for their oppressive, archaic, outdated, dogma. We have let the Bible step on the Constitution. California your "sacred" institution of marriage which about 60% of end in divorce has been saved.

Hope everybody has a safe, wonderful, spooky night!

quick laugh i enjoyed today. p.s. why can't the bigot bitch answer the question? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=07kO9TtHYzQ

wires,
keys,
a screen...

some photos of myself,

ones i may not even like.

i don't even know how these things work exactly

but they let me see you
and talk to you.

all these wires,
metal and parts
and cables and wires

this cryptic, esoteric technology with languages of it's own...

but we can speak ours to each other,

and this I do know.

So I saw Gogol Bordello Thursday night at The Grove in Anaheim and I have said it before and I will say it again that they have to be THE ABSOLUTE BEST LIVE BAD IN THE WORLD PERFORMING TODAY. I have seen thousands of shows so I believe I am qualified to make this hypothesis. It was SOOOO much fun. My friends and I were down up front in the calamity and loved every sweaty, pushy, crushingly exhausting second of it. At one point one of the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on grabbed me and bear-hugged me for about a minute just out of sheer joy. Then we screamed and started dancing wildly. That's the way people, strangers were being with each other. Dancing, singing, hugging, chanting, throwing each other, sharing drinks. I love when music can bring folks together like that. It's a beautiful thing. What an awesome night. I love Gogol Bordello!!!!

So my band played a gig the other night. It was close to home and it was amazing. My little brother booked the show. We had Banner Pilot and Off With Their Heads here on tour, Gentleman Prefer Blood came up from L.A. and Turkish Techno (the finest dudes out of Riverside) came up as well.  We had blast...No pun intended for the next part of my story. So after it was all said and done and the cops came and said "NO MORE LOUD MUSIC!" We hung out a bit in front of the venue, said our goodbyes and headed home. I had a bunch of company waiting for me at home, but I was the last one to leave the place and I was alone because I carried most of the gear. So here  I was driving downhill towards home and came to a complete stop at an intersection only 3 blocks away from my house. My neighborhood is really quiet and all of a sudden I heard a loud pop. I thought I had hit something, I heard the second pop and then I felt something hit the car because I had my arm out the window. I was convinced I was being paintballed. I stuck my head out, yelled some profanities and hurried home to wash off the paint I believed was on my car. So I pull up the driveway in a hurry, jump out yelling, and make way towards the garage to get a towel. My roommates brother is outside and asks what I'm yelling about. I tell him I had just been shot with a paintball. He asks where and goes over to my car takes a look and starts screaming at me to come back because, "THERE'S A BIG FUCKING BULLET-HOLE!" in the side of my car. So yeah, I got shot at randomly by some cowardly psychotic with no regard for life or property. Fuck people I swear. My roommate is preggers and there's psychos running around shooting at innocent people on our street. I swear I'm gonna buy a gun for protection. There are waaaaay to many scary, evil people running amuck these days. I'm lucky to not be hurt. I could have been killed. My poor little car looks all ghettofied. The hole is right under my blue LA (Dodgers) sticker. Fitting?
:(

I am so excited. I love this!!!