Tuesday, January 26, 2010

New poem/lyrics

I felt like this was a pretty good effort at something that would work for an epic song, so I'm posting it. It's titled "Blood Brothers."


Brothers in blood and in hatred
Warriors raised in lives so savage
Empty throne awaits them now
As each one claims a rite of passage

They learned the ways of the father
How to fight and how to conquer
But the knowledge ingrained so deep
Took their king's life in his sleep

Blood brothers stand, eye to eye
Chained in fate that one shall die
Sharing stone blind ignorance
Earth to burn by their defiance

A growing mutual disdain
Lust and greed fill their hearts
A detriment to the innocents
Forced to obey and play their parts

The slaves below sing their sorrows
But the sons will heed no cries
They do not hear the elder's pleas
Nor any man down on his knees

Blood brothers stand, eye to eye
Chained in fate that one shall die
Sharing stone blind ignorance
Earth to burn by their defiance

A price to pay in bloody haste
While Mother's beauty is laid to waste
In favor of a mortal man
Who sees himself above the clan

Sibling rivalry breeds warfare
Brothers' thirst knows no bounds
Cries of anguish, the loss of life
Strewn across this hallowed ground

No resolution is close at hand
A shadow falls on the fate of man
The elder mourns death he foresaw
Of land and creature, one and all

Blood brothers stand, eye to eye
Chained in fate that one shall die
Sharing stone blind ignorance
Earth to burn by their defiance

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Where am I?

Hello again. I am choosing to restart this blog once again. Hopefully I will put more time into it and do something worthwhile this time. But for now I'm merely announcing the re-beginning, the re-imagining, of Spinning Wheels. The wheels are indeed still spinning and their my damn wheels so they mean something.

Quick update. Psyched about The Band. That's Black Hole Caravan, my band, of which I'm been a part since about Aug. 2009. We just had our first show, playing a 40-minute set Jan. 19 at Superhappyfunland near downtown Houston. Went very well, despite the absence of our bassist (stuck working that night on late notice) and a true singer. I say true because Sylvester, our lead guitarist and primary song writer, provided vocals on three of the sing songs we played; the others we performed as instrumentals. I was more than pleased with the outcome, especially for our first show and my first time behind the kit on stage since picking up drums in Aug. 2008. The going was slow for a while as far as practice and improvement, and I still need to practice more often, but suffice to say I can keep a steady beat now, playing both righty and lefty set-ups.

The other cool bit of info is that we have a second gig lined up already. Today Sly found that we'd be a part of the "We're all Doomed" fest at the White Swan. This he lined up through connections with a friend's band, also slated to play the March 20 event. I feel like this gives us plenty of time and a good chance to finally fill that singer position.

Not much else to report. No full-time teaching gig yet and subbing is going slow so I'm back to work for Ed A. Wilson, Inc. while still working p-t night shifts (and Saturdays) for CarMax.


Currents:

Listening: Violent Revolution by Kreator. Awesome through and through. Intelligent, poetic, scathing lyrics with expert songwriting. This is about as heavy as you can get and still be this damn catchy. My favorite track is "Replicas of Life," seven-and-half minutes of what I'd describe as "epic thrash metal." If I could play any style of music, this would be it. I'll be seeing these guys March 28 at The Meridian, I'm really looking forward to it.

Reading: "Don Quixote" by Cervantes - don't know if I'll finish this. Only two or three chapters in so far.

Recently read: "The Castle" by Franz Kafka. A twist ending to a book that doesn't really have an ending upped my opinion of this one, which I finally finished after starting three times and hadn't picked up since about Thanksgiving. Still, the metaphors used here are insightful in their application to daily life and the themes remain contemporary and universal. Not sure yet which I liked better out of this and "The Trial." After finishing "The Castle," I finally went back and read the tail end of "The Myth of Sisyphus" by Albert Camus. The last part of this essay is an appendix concerning the absurd in the works of Kafka, so I held off on reading it until I'd read those two novels. The main body of "Sisyphus" is remarkable and something I connected with deeply. I highly recommend it.