A Dip Into the Snuff Box

Here's a montage I found of this hilarious bit from my current favorite show (though it's old in Britain already), Snuff Box. Something about this makes the man in me laugh and laugh. We've all been there.

Andrew W.K. Stylee

That's means I've been partying hard, my Gentle Viewers!


SxSW came and went, and while I didn't get to see and do as much as my roommate, I made the best of it with what little time I did have for the event.

First was the kickoff weekend where Sunday night, Marshall, Cheryal, and I went to a film party sponsored in part by Reversal Films and NOLCHA. It was at Speakeasy, so without an alcohol sponsor, the drinks were a bit on the pricey side. Suffice to say I did not drink enough to get drunk. This was our opportunity to schmooze, pass out business cards, and try to make contacts. However, out hosts were too busy with their own partying and schmoozing to help us out and and I was in the middle of one of my rare social "shutdowns" where everyone seems unfriendly and I don't want to associate with anyone. But Marshall pulled through and handed out a few cards and talked to a few important people, but nothing on par with the SxSW fantasy of every band where that one famous figure in the crowd is waiting to snatch you up and get you signed to a contract. Regardless of all of this it was a helluva party and the live music was great. First was an Indie Rock band called Belaire. They sounded kinda like Of Montreal and Dressy Bessy to me, and I really enjoyed them. But the main attraction was a Hip Hop group from LA called "People Under The Stairs." They were old school hip hop to the max, rapping about partying, getting everyone to put their hands in the air, and all the other crowd jiving. They put on such an energetic show that even though most people didn't even know who they were, everyone participated and got a lot out of the experience.

The next bit of fun to be had was a free late night show at Emo's on Tuesday that featured The Last Vegas, Portugal. The Man, and White Denim. I don't remember that Vegas band being very good, but we did make fun of his tight white pants.

Portugal. The Man, however, were spectacular. I've been a fan of the Church Mouth album ever since Mark introduced me to them, but to see them live is a new experience. With the lights, dense instrumentation and such a high level of energy, it was one of the better shows I've seen in quite a while. They played a couple from Church Mouth, a new song, some Waiter You Vultures, and during one song they even did a bit of "Helter Skelter!" I knew they would be playing more at SxSW, so I couldn't wait to see more.

White Denim was a sharp contrast. Their visuals were non-existent and their sound was sparse, but they made up for that with energy and intensity. There show was pretty good and dance-able. If I can dance to it, then it's got something going on.

I can't remember what happened Wednesday night...no wait, it's coming back to me! I went to the Longbranch Inn on East 11th Street and saw Easy Action and Dickey Moist (or something juvenile like that) with Emilie and Jeff. This was definitely not my sort of scene, nor Emilie, but it was something to do. Plus the one of the guys in Dickey Moist is Mark Olliveri, the guy from Kyuss, Queens of the Stone Age, and Mondo Generator. Yikes it was terrible. One of the ones that stood out in its awfulness had a chorus that went something like, "real American hero...half-ass Bobby DeNiro." Really guys? This is your anti-war song? Their awful sound and cliche lyrics made the opening band sound awesome in comparison. But we had plenty of drinks and fun anyway, so it was okay.

Everyone's Buddy

Thursday night was Spoon and Del The Funky Homosapien. A strange combination, I know, but I enjoyed both! Before the rocking and rapping could even begin Emilie and I got a picture with HEB Buddy! That was a fun and silly moment. Back to the music, Del was very spot-on, chatting with the crowd and making jokes, getting people to shout things, and just generally keeping it going despite a mostly white crowd looking nervous and waiting for Spoon. Though I did see a drunk college student jump up from his blanket when Del played "Virus," exclaiming, "Yeah! Deltron!"

Spoon in their blurry glory

Spoon was...ok. When one combines a group of people near me who would not shut the fuck up the entire time (Honestly, who goes to a show just to TALK?!) and the fact that they're already not a really active band in concert it doesn't make for the greatest time. But we had fun anyway. Afterwards there was some hemming and hawing about what to do next, but we ended up going back to Jeff's to just relax and listen to some music. Cheryal parted ways at this point to rest, and even though I should have, I did not, and instead went downtown with Emilie and Jeff and wandered the streets, eventually having very sore feat. All the wandering was due to the fact that we had intended to go to the Children's Museum party, but it was PACKED...like a capacity packed. They were only letting people in if someone left, which was not a very speedy process. Everyone was having too much fun playing around all sorts of shapes and sizes of toys all while under the influence of free drinks. Lucky people. We didn't have much luck finding an alternative, and instead just cooled our heels in Lovejoy with a winding down beer, and then headed home to get a little bit of sleep before my half work day and afternoon of shows!

The morning crawled by with menial tasks, my mind all the while on my escape. Even if it was just a half day, it felt glorious to be able to escape when everyone else was there. I dashed out of the place and off to my federal fingerprinting appointment. I guess to make sure I wasn't a criminal. Second one of those things in the past 3 months! But it took no time and I was flying towards downtown, parking on the east side and sprinting to Brush Square Park for the Aussie BBQ!

This was going to be my chance to the Vines. Yes, the "Get Free" guys. I have always liked them a great deal and really regretted the fact that he melted down before I was ever able to see them in concert. And even though it was only a 30 minute set, they rocked it full throttle and it was a damn fine show! They played a couple from the first two albums: "Get Free," "Highly Evolved," "Outtathaway!" and "Ride." The underated, underheard third album even got shown some love and they even managed to squeeze in a cover of "Miss Jackson" and some new songs!
It was an outstanding and kinetic set with me right up front, thrashing around and singing along.

After their set I proceeded to help myself to the free hotdogs and alcohol, filling my empty stomach and getting to that "feeling good" sensation early on in the day. So far my SxSW weekend was off to a great start, but this was no time to rest on my laurels! It was time to make it to another show!


A hop, skip, and a jump later I was down at Headhunters, watching Portugal. The Man perform an acoustic set, which they were obviously nervous as hell about. But I think they pulled it off nicely, and the songs they chose translated real well. I was hoping they would have included "My Mind" because I think it would have been absolutely sublime, but no dice. If wishes were horses...

Stripped down but incredible

Winter hats...don't they know it's Texas?

The guy on the left is the awesome one who recognized me later

When faced with the situation of meeting musicians that I respect, I am always faced with a problem. I want to talk to them, get a picture, and let them know how much their music means to me, but at the same time I don't want to be another drooling fanboy. I'm sure most bands have enough of that. So I opted to not take a picture with them and instead waiting till they were outside having a smoke, and bummed a smoke off the keyboardist and proceeded to talk to them for a while. I talked to him and another of the members for a while, about Austin, Seattle, how they have already recorded the majority of their follow-up to Church Mouth and it was produced by the other band member I was talking to, and about SxSW in general. The lead singer walked by and I got to exchange a few sentences with him about how much I enjoyed the band, and I how I wanted to buy the vinyl to support them. I had read his rant on their website and the merits of vinyl and how they totally approve of downloading. He was quiet, but very sincere guy.

Off to another show. I was getting to Club Deville early so I could be sure to catch Jens Lekman, and ended up getting to see most of Peter Moren's (of Peter, Bjorn, & John) set, which was quite good. He sounded a bit like Lennon at times, and had some great little ditties. But the true draw for me and most of the crowd was Jens. He really knew how to play the crowd, making little jokes, telling stories, encouraging crowd participation, and playing really fun songs. Everything about his performance was sheer brilliance. I was texting people telling them, "I love this man." Not in any romatic way, but just so enraptured by his lovable stage presence.

Performing "Black Cab" with his bongos player

At the end of his set I met up with Cheryal, who happened to have a free beer wristband for me (because she's awesome), and I took full advantage of that, getting to the point of feeling "quite good." After this we were supposed to meet up with LeAnne and Mark and go to Red Eyed Fly for an Autolux gig, but the line was way out the door, so we passed on that, and decided to head back south, so we could get some food and recoup in hopes of making a second surge on the downtown scene later that night. We got some Chinese food and after that headed to LeAnne's to rest for a bit. The idea of rest was a bit too tempting and I passed out for a while. I awoke to everyone telling me we were leaving and heading back out.

We first had the intention of seeing a show with Rogue Wave and Nada Surf, but that had an incredibly long and slow line as well, so we opted out of that, deciding instead to wander for a bit, try to find something less crowded to see. Because, and ONLY because it was one of the few uncrowded places, we went to the Co-Op Bar. Lame place, but the drinks were cheap, and they were playing Rage Against The Machine and Tool, so it was ok. But when some band started playing music that was somewhere between Sublime and the "Cops" theme, it was time to go.

So off into the night we traveled once more. We decided to give up on finding something worthwhile in the music department, and decided to go to the Longbranch Inn, where we met up with Mando to listen to whatever random bands were there, and to just drink and hang out. By the time of arrival I was flagging, so a quick trip to the corner store and a Red Bull later, I was ready for more drinks and action. It was quite of fun night of ridiculous conversation, but that tends to happen when Mando is involved.

What happened next was one of those, "holy shit, it really IS a small world!" moments. The band that was playing when we walked in looked familiar. Certainly I had seen these hard rocking chicks before...and sure enough, by the end of the night I had gained the courage to ask, and lo and behold they were the very same girls that had been rocking a basement party in Ballard at Adrian's house! We talked Seattle and their band a bit, and it was great! It was quite exciting to see someone playing a SxSW gig that I had watched at a houseparty basement. It was such a cool moment. Around 1 or 2 I was feeling the toll of such a long day, and headed home to get some rest before the circus began again.

With a good night's sleep and a shower under my belt I headed back into the fray with Emilie and Jeff, having lunch at the tad pricey but very delicious Blue Dhalia Cafe and then seeing Ben's band Ramifications at Headhunter's. It was basically the same people that always go to their shows, but I was happy they got a gig at SxSW. They're a really good band, and deserved to get more gigs and recognition. After that was done I bolted down to Mohawk's to try to catch A Place To Bury Strangers, whom I had nearly seen for many days but was finally going to witness. It was a great performance, but I must say, they are an atmospheric kind of music. They kind you see indoors, in a dark smokey club where you would let the feedback and icy delivery of the vocals wash over you in a sea of euphoric macabre, if such a thing even exists or is possible. But I could appreciate the musicianship anyway in the middle of a bright hot day. Leaving impressed (Jeff liked 'em too!) and Emilie very nonplussed, we headed over to the French Ligation, where many people were to play, including She & Him and Okkerville River.

I had never been to this place, but it turns out to be a completely gorgeous garden area in east Austin! There was a huge green lawn with many people casually lounging around, and people under a mid-sized canopy enjoying the bands. It seemed like an idyllic spot--but there was one problem: it was too crowded! This place was designed for many less people. The tent area was overcrowded, the beer line was astronomical and the port-o-potty line almost as long! As cool of a spot as it was, I had no desire to stay. I wanted to seek less crowded pastures, so I called up LeAnne and Cheryal and I agreed to meet up with her and head to the Do512.com party on South Lamar.

This place eventually became the most fun of any party I went to during all of SxSW. First off it was in this tucked away area with these garage-looking buildings which were apparently inhabited by artists, some of which were having an open house for people to look at the art and enjoy free drinks. The art inside was awesome and everyone found something they wanted to take home if they were in slightly higher tax bracket. ;-) The party was also co-sponsored by Sweet Leaf Tea and 42 Degrees vodka, so the vodka tea drinks were flowing, as well as the beer (but I passed on beer). Free drinks out the wazoo! Okay, I'm over it now. Then we proceeded to see some amazing performances. First up was Wild Orchid Children, a side project of some of the members of Portugal. The Man. It was a wacking screaming sort of experiment band, but HIGHLY enjoyable. If they had an album, I'd love to hear it.

Mustaches 'a plenty with Orchid Wild Children

After them went the actual Portugal. The Man, who put on yet another stellar performance, this one much more "jammy" than any of the other ones. But it was a good thing, watching them take these songs that I had seen them perform before and venture into new soundscapes with them. Directly after their performances Mark and LeAnne departed, headed for the Diesel party, or some such thing.

Rollicking Neon Adventures

Claps and tambourines

After they played the keyboardist walked by and recognized me! Just a brief, "hey! (shake hands here) enjoying the show? Take it easy!" Small but awesome gesture. By this time I was starving, and onsite for the party (but not free, sadly) was Torchy's "Damn Good" Tacos. Jimminy Cricket did they live up to the name! I got both a beef fajita taco but also a chipotle verde pork taco, which was incredible! We ravinously gobbled these down while watching the Von Bondies, who put on a solid, rocking performance.

Somewhere around this point Emilie and Jeff reunited with Cheryal and I, and with almost suspicious timing so did the Red Bull! So now I was downing Red Bull & Vodka, which made me feel loose but crazy, which is exactly how I need to be for Man Man!

Where the neon madmen climb

I've seen these guys twice before and they've never disappointed. It's always such an energetic hullabaloo. I've often described the vibe to other people as, "Where The Wild Things Are - The Band." They certainly lived up to this for a third time, pulling out old favorites and playing plenty of new songs, which sounded fantastic and flowed excellently with older material. My only minor quibble would be that the instrumentation seemed more sparse. I don't know if there were members missing our their "kitchen sink" approach has been altered, but it seemed more focused, and less zany. Still and incendiary performance that I danced my ass off during, but just noticeably different. I honestly can't wait to hear their new album, Rabbit Habits, which comes out April 8.

Hurly/Burly and good rambunctious fun

Once the last bits of rattle and hum left the stage, I left with everyone else, except I think I was a sweatier mess than most. Cheryal and I headed over to Jeff's for some grilling and chilling until we headed off to a secret Octopus Project show. Emilie made her delicious cream cheese-stuffed, bacon-wrapped jalapeno poppers. So delicious! We all piled into the car and went a few blocks down the street to check out this secret show, but it turned it we were too late, it already happened. It was just in someone's backyard, and everyone except the band and their close friends had cleared out, making our arrival a bit awkward, but we had a drink from their keg, chatted with the band and expressed our dismay at missing the show and departed, and which time everyone went home to sleep.

The next day, and this past week for that matter I have spent recovering from a zany stint of drinking, dancing, and partying. Just been trying to take it easy and start work on a new project with mi hermano.

Fear not, there are plenty of great shows ahead, so at the very least, watch this space for reviews of more Spring concert madness!

Goodbyes, Hellos, and Potential

So it's been a long while my Gentle Viewers.

It seems like I never find the time for this thing. It's unfortunate, but true. Well, that or things are particularly boring or crappy and don't feel like whining or putting you to sleep. You want action, excitement, adventure, and all the things leave you on the edge of your computer chair, moments from swallowing a bit too much coffee and choking on hard truths and realizations.

So let's see what's been going on...

It's So Hard to Say Goodbye to My Homies...

Last month my long time friend and brother from another mother Jason left the Neverland that is Austin, TX and set off for California. I miss him a lot. Him and I had gotten quite close in the months leading up to his departure. But from what he tells me and what I've heard from others who speak to him more frequently than I, he's doing quite well, living in a small town outside of LA. He might work at Yosemite this summer, and I really hope he does, so I can live vicariously through him. I want to wander the land and have more adventure, but I've done that plenty, and now I need to get my life in some semblance of order. Or at least that's what society tells me. :::sigh:::

But before this great guy left, we had a party, and here's a few snapshots from the shindig:

Surprise visit from Chrissie & David!
We haven't seen these guys in a long time!

Matt and Blunck share a beer and a moment

With a smirk and a glowing jacket he charms them all

The Man of the Hour & Me (looking weird)

Requiem for a Relationship

So I had a girlfriend for a few months, as you could have at least guessed from my blog. Eventually the differences between us became too much and we just drifted apart. When the intensity and passion is gone, there's no sense in forcing it. She was a great gal and I miss her, but had to do what was right for both of us.

New Jobby-Job!

So for the past few months I worked at the Waterloo store in the airp0rt. It was humbling in many ways, but I did get to watch music DVDs all day. But my mind and my bank account screamed out for the something better, something more. So I started job hunting, went to plenty of interviews (some good, some terrible). But I can happily say I've now landed a great new job.

I work in an office, but also with kids. It's a very busy, hectic, and maddening, but I really feel like I'm doing something good, helping kids. I also love that I do a million different things a day. I may complain in the moment, but in the long run it keeps me busy and interested for longer because I don't have time to space out and long for something to stimulate me. Everyone I work with seems really nice. My boss is very serious and demanding sometimes but it's manageable.

The greatest thing about is all of the funny moments I have with the kids on a daily basis. They crack me up, amaze me, and baffle me, all at the same time. Here's some of the highlights:

* When ordering art supplies I noticed paints called "People Colors!" I cracked up at this. I mean, back in the day people were brown or apricot, that was it. Now there are race oriented paints. What will this modern politically correct world think of next?

* I'm observing a room of infants around 12 months old. I sit down, they take one look at me and all burst into tears. Intense stranger anxiety at this age the teacher tells me....

* A girl runs around the playground comes up to me and says, "I'm going on vacation. I'm gonna fight a big poo!" She then runs away. I shoot a questioning look over to one of teachers and he tells me, "yeah, they're pretty obsessed with bodily functions at this age."

* Another girl runs around the classroom, finger out announcing, "look! look! BM! BM!" The teacher looks at her and says, "where did you..." and then pulls open her pants and says, "you stuck your hand down your diaper, didn't you?!"

* I relieve a teacher for a bathroom break and she hands me a book. "Here, I was reading them a story, finish it up." The kids immediately crowd around me on the floor, and one even crawls into my lap to hear the story. (I know, AWWWWW!)

I'll try to post more often, at least to share some funny anecdotes about the kids.

Inching Towards Success

So Marshall and I have been writing screenplays for a while now, and for quite some time we've been in talks with some people about our latest script since they say it has a lot of potential. Nothing solid yet in terms of deals or funding or anything like that, but I do feel closer than ever to my film career taking off, and our film contacts promise to introduce us to "industry people" at SxSW, so it will be a key time for me to schmooze. Maybe I should get business cards?

In The Meantime...Geek Joy

Hey Gentle Viewers!

Lots of stuff brewing in the "me" world lately, haven't been able to blog, but I promise I will soon. In the meantime, enjoy this piece of pure geek awesomeness!!

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It's been a while since I posted.

The job hunt has not been going well. All I've been able to come up with is a job at the airp0rt, selling CDs. The pay isn't great and the hours suck. And while all of my friends are going home for the holidays and taking trips to the beach, I'm stuck here working on both Christmas Eve and Day. It's quite depressing.

So everybody have fun for me on your holidays, will ya?

Sometimes what seemed like the easy road turns out to be the hardest road, and you long for that other fork, the one where the potential seemed frightening and wrought with hard work, but endless. Maybe one day things will get easy or at least more clear...

Playing Catch-Up & Barbershop Man Fest

It feels like every time I post something on here I'm playing catch-up, and more often than not, letting pictures do the talking for me. So why bother? I guess the inner-writer in me keeps me compelled to continue. I guess I feel like it's not worth posting unless I've done something post-worthy, and being on the job hunt trying to not go anywhere or spend money tends to lead to rather uneventful times.

BUT, here's a few pics from my birthday bash from a couple of weekends back. It was a GREAT time, I freakin' loved it.

Marshall, Blunck, and Silly-Lookin' Mark

Ben drinks beer, hears no evil while Jason is entertained by Blunck

Radha, Emilie, and Matt later in evening

So in the meantime I've just been job hunting and taking short temp assignments which can be frustrating and nerve-wracking, but in the meantime, Jason and I play guitar hero and Llana and I hang out and have fun, so that's something.

Man Fest!

So it's Saturday and Llana and I decide to look for something to do, being tired of usual derisions and being sick still, wanting something to get out of the house for is all we can think about, so I look on good ole Austin360.com and find that Bird's Barbershop is hosting "Man Fest," a free event with live bands, skits, and free alcohol and food. The manliness part comes in with the Lumberjack photo booth and arm wrestling contests and such. Oh, and they were giving out free stick-on mustaches to everyone, which was strange and funny. Here's some pics of this highly entertaining affair.

Never been here before, but I might after such a cool event

Mustache rides from everyone tonight!

Lumberjack photos with stump & flannel

More Manliness: A Good Ole Fashioned Shoe Shinin'

The mustachioed girls looked fierce, I dared not...

Llana enjoying the free draft beer

Camo lady + baby + weiner dog-in-a-bag=AWESOME

Golden Bear performing a manly set

So all in all a fun event and good way to spend a bit of the evening. Later that night we went and saw...

So it's true that I don't get out the theater much to see movies, but this is one of the most intriguing movies I've seen in a long time. Such a unique way to portray the strange journey of a legend. The cinematography, the performances, the semi-coherent, semi-arty nonsense, all of it blended into such a marvelous swirl of cinema magic. Plus one has to love a movie that throws in little extra bits for the die-hard fans, using Dylan lyrics as lines in the script, seeing him typing on a type writer what would later be "Like A Rolling Stone," and then typing excerpts from his bizarre book Tarantula. All these bits thrilled me and made it that much more of an in-depth experience. I especially recommend this film to any fan of Dylan, and even to those who aren't very familiar, for the art of a film it is, and I wouldn't be surprised if it turned you into a bigger fan, or made you decide to finally, "see what that Dylan fellow is all about."

Today was a lazy day of the Sunday Maria's Taco Xpress tradition, and then a relaxing stroll through Zilker Park and laying around reading in the sun. A great way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

This week, let's see what I can do about the whole job situation...

Spirit Journey Formation Anniversary

Today is that day. The one that brings joy, fear, and contemplation: the birthday.

As if there wasn't plenty of opportunities to reflect on life in my daily routine I have to endure a day of these thoughts washing over me with the subtlety of a sledgehammer to the face. I must look back at this past year, "25" and think about what worked, what didn't and what to do for the next year.

This was a rollercoaster of a year. Some of the highest highs and lowest lows of my entire life. I won't detail them here, because most of you already know. But dealing with these has been so difficult and a test of my patience, peace of mind, and the capacity of my heart. Let's look towards the future and what I can do better in the coming year, because if I think about it all too much I'll cry. Which makes me just want to announce for the record, yes I know I am dramatic, yes I know I'm overly emotional. It's just part of me. I can't change it to any great extent. That's just me. Love it or leave. Emo-ness and all.

In this next year, first and foremost I want to take the time and effort to let everybody in my life know how much I love them and how much they mean to me. These things are always assumed and taken for granted, and nobody deserves this. If you care about someone, tell them. If they do something nice for you, thank them, whether it be in words or returned favors. Let's all take care of each other and let one another just how much love there is. Don't let a single person slip away or grow cold just because you didn't take time to pay attention to the little things and be the most caring person you could be. And in keeping in spirit of this, I would just like to say a big thank you to Kim for making my last birthday really fun and special. That means a lot to me.

Health is another thing, and I know it sounds terribly cliche to talk about it, but it's true. The body's only going to get weaker and metabolism slower. Now's the time to start taking care of myself, eating better and exercising regularly. I started this in the past few weeks, and I hope to continue it. Because not only do I feel better, but I will eventually lose a little weight and be more tone, and that would be awesome.

The other important thing for this year is to pursue my dreams and desires to the fullest. Life's not getting any longer, and the opportunities are not getting more plentiful. As Ryan Adams says, "If you want any flowers, you've got to get your seeds into the ground." So that's what I'm going to try to do. Plant the seeds of success, whether that be through meeting more film people, taking some informal classes on some high-end software, or continue writing. Now is the time to go for it. I've been off to a good start this year. Marshall and I have completed two feature-length scripts and are working on a short currently. This is progress, and it should continue, full strength. Never should the desire to just laze around, drink, or play video games come before making my dreams happen. I've spent enough of my early to mid-20s just playing like the thoughtless grasshopper in summer. True I've gained some grit and survival skills in the past two years that have helped me grow immensely inside, but I still didn't have my eye on the prize, wasn't feeling that metaphorical "fire" under me, except in brief moments when some of those around me would pump me up, and show that they believed in me. God, if only I had started taking all of this serious earlier, things could have been so different, or at least got rolling earlier. Because now I feel I am coming to the sink or swim point, whether I decide to continue wallowing in just "getting-by" or really go for it and carve out a respectable existence for myself. I feel like I still have so much to do and say, so much to think and dream.

These are just a couple of things I had to put down on "paper." I suppose part of me believes that if I put it in writing then it will be more material and substantial. And it's not the most elegantly written thing in the world, but I just needed to spit this out to all of you, and myself. Let you know where I'm at mentally on this day, because most people ask you on your birthday, "how do you feel? do you feel any older?" Do I still feel young? I guess. Do I feel a little old? Yup. So this is how I feel.

To end things on a funny note, here's the lyrics to Shake's new birthday song from Aqua Teen Hunger Force because he hated the traditional birthday song. It was played by Zakk Wylde and was crazy. Enjoy!

"Spirit Journey Formation Anniversary"

Deep within the womb of time,
a creature thus be born
The seed of life is united with
the egg of tyranny
Gestates forth from within the womb of life
for three-quarter and nigh a year
The creature thus be born!
The creature thus be formed!
And ye of years ... bells will chime!
When the heavens open up
and drink from the silver cup
The creature thus be born!
And blow the magic horn!
To alert the spirit deep within the cycle of life.
The creature has begun it's journey deep forlorn,
upon this day which he be formed
In the sea of mucus the spirit rides down from the mountain
and unites with the creature in the womb
A holy union, dark mortality, until the dark mortality
breaks the chain of life
The creature thus be born
And every year raineth down the celebratory tears
A celebration of the years
from mere mortal sky