...music just has a way to make me feel good.

Falken

Music is the thing that moves me. It is my oldest love. One that will never go away. Playing live is something I just enjoy doing. It's an outlet for me. If I am sad, or angry, or depressed, I snap out of it right away.

It is something that transcends language. Take most of the German industrial and EBM bands that are out there. I speak English, but I still listen to the music. Why? It's the beat and the melodies behind all of it that makes me move. I'll be seeing Rammstein in May. I saw them the last time they toured the US. It's great music. I've watched countless videos of their European shows. But it doesn't matter to me that I don't understand what is being said in the words because it is being FELT in the sound that is pounding through me. KMFDM, AndOne, Quarashi, and many more I've listened to just because the music is that good.

Sometimes you don't even need words at all when you're writing. That is the approach I've used when writing my music. I tend to think music first, words last.... or never. All but one of my songs are instrumental. The song that does have lyrics, I'm hidden by a vocoder so people don't hear my voice and it sounds like an instrument more than a vocal line. It's just how I work (shameless plug http://www.myspace.com/falkensmind yeah I know, myspace, but that's where the music lives).

I'll be making more of my solo stuff soon. I have to. When? I have no idea. School is trying to take away all free time right now. But, rest assured. Falken is not going away. It's ever evolving.

Hopefully my music will spark something in a kid somewhere so that they learn to want to listen to everything they can and determine what they like.

The drive home will be great tonight, I already have my playlist ready...

...I realized I really enjoy writing.

As much as I hate to admit it, I like writing. I enjoy doing this blog. I had no idea I had a "style" per say when I started writing again for school back in January 2010. I've had a few people tell me they like reading what it is I have to say when I write. This is interesting to me. What is the reason? Do people think I am that interesting? I really don't have a whole lot to peer in to. I'm not divulging anything all that juicy as far as gossip goes. This IS a self therapy blog for me and I am writing it mostly for myself. It's made so I can look back at the moth, or any given day and see what was good about it.

Not my usual writing platform.

I used to do writings about the bad. But what comes from that? Why sit there and keep bringing up a bad situation if you can move on and talk about the good that is there instead? It is a shift in the way I think at times. I used to be "that guy". The one that would just spout off about all the bad things as they happened without thinking about what I could learn from it. 

I am going to keep writing this blog, daily. I'm sorry about the lack of updates this past weekend. Even if it was something small, I need to get this out there so that I don't forget anything about my life and record the good from the day. 

On a side note, I plan on doing some more writing outside of this. It might be short stories, or a novel, or even writing for games and just submitting my work. Who knows, maybe it will just be making another blog about something else I love, music.

...I had a great vacation.

Cheesy smile FTW!

The vacation was a good one. I spent a lot of time with my daughter. It was necessary. I had a few people tell me that the daddy/daughter bond has to be strong and that it's good that I am doing these things with her even without the mother.

I have done quite a bit for this one, I will admit that. I had my lady take her out on her birthday to go shopping and get all done up back in November...why? The girl needed a bra. THAT I am not about to do alone. No way. But, this one was easier. We watched a lot of bad movies and TV shows, but that is good too. It's fun time either way cuddled up on the couch. We cooked, cleaned, brushed our teeth, and just had a good time. I'm not going to complain one bit about what I did or did not get done... it was my vacation... and hers too. I'm glad she had fun on it.

Tomorrow, I go back to work semi-refreshed. There's quite a bit of email to go back to (I peeked, turned off sync at the start of the vacation so I wouldn't look but it got the best of me tonight) and things to sort out. I'm ready, recharged, and able to take on all tasks.

As for Friday when I forgot to post, quick recap....Great time with friends. De/vision, Mesh, and Iris packed the house. Always good to see Sega out and about. Very happy to share a stage with Iris at the WTII minifest 2 in June. The lady looked amazing in her new corset (even if it did crush her ribs) and many of my friends came dressed to impress as always.

...it was daddy/daughter time once again.

The other day I took her shopping for a dress and got her hair cut. Tonight we went to dinner. She insisted on Chinese. Who am I to say no? I love my Asian foods.
I have been spending the last few days with her which took away from writing, but I  think it's fair trade off. This will get back to a more regular posting starting tomorrow night.

...I am now on vacation until monday.

I am on vacation until Monday, but rest assured my faithful followers (all 2 of you) that I will be posting during this time. The kids are on spring break, but the boy got sick. Because of this, I have my daughter for the next four days. I have never had this kind of alone time with her before. I am really looking forward to it. There is so much that we are going to do.

I set up an appointment with Ilana to get her hair done, I'm taking her clothes shopping, and then taking her out to dinner in the new clothes. I'll probably try to find a pretty dress for her. She's my little girl. I'm going to make sure she has a fun day. I know that most girls would have killed for one on one time like this with their father. She's been gone from me for too long, and I think I need this time more than she does.

Other than that, we're going to wing it for the weekend. We already started having really great conversation on the way home. We talked about how the cats have new homes now, what is going to be on the menu for the next few days, and vampire monkeys. You read that right. Vampire...monkeys.

When confronted with questions, I had to call my two best authorities on the situation and we ran her through a litany of questions.

1. Is it more a guy that's a vampire with a monkey tail, or more monkey that happens to be a vampire? A: guy with tail
2. why does he live in a tree? How does this work? There is nothing to protect him from the sun. A: He lives in the trunk
3. How the heck did he get a tail? A: Scientists injected him with goo labeled "monkey"

This conversation went on for about 45 minutes. The rest of tonight might have been the best conversation I've had with her in almost 3 years. It was great. 

I'm going to hate going back to work on Monday. 

Today was better because I love my bug even more now than I already did.