black_dyed_gel_product yummychuckle Tag. you're it! :::collapses, exhausted from all the running she did::: 010625 ... black-dyed gel product damn damn damn! I always get tagged! Aw well, I guess I'll have to run faster next time. 010625 ... black-dyed gel product I am now tramsforming this section into a topic about ME. It is TAG no longer! To start it off, I'd like to make the comment that I am great, better than most people in fact. Also, if everyone just simple decided to make me the ruler of the universe, the world would be a better place because I am so vastly better than everyone. But I am a humble man, so I leave it up to you people to recognize my own betterness. I need not say I am better than everyone, it is simple left to be known and experienced by others. 010703 ... black-dyed gel product I am the greatest person in all existence. You all suck in comparison! 010703 ... black-dyed gel product today is officially my birthday. It is July 5, 1:45am here in long island. Happy birthday to me. PS - I am very drunk right now. 010704 ... nocturnal HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLACK DYED GEL PRODUCT!!! HAVE A KICK ASS DAY! in other words, don't sober up till tomorrow. 010704 ... florescent light Happy happy birthday where on long island are you located? I may just bring you a present. I sent you an email, but I don't think the address is real. 010705 ... black-dyed gel product Nope, never posted a real e-mail, but thanks anyway! Yes I am quite hungover. My friend made martinis, and they were damn good. Two nights of drinking in a row: drinking sam adams and setting off fireworks on the 4th, and drinking martinis and getting stopped by the cops on the 5th. Good two days. And now, as the icing on the cake, I'm going to see thisyearsmodel tonight. Hells yeah. 010706 ... black-dyed gel product oh, and to correct any e-mail problems in the future I have created a special e-mail address just for blather. You can now contact me at RoboticSeizure@hotmail.com or instant message me at AIM: FarCorrect I'm usually on anywhere from 12-3 in the morning eastern time. I hope that clears up any confusing for anyone trying to get in touch with me. 010706 ... black-dyed gel product By the way, drinking is great. I highly recommend it, especially for pregnant mothers and recovering alcoholics. 010706 ... Dafremen and abusive men who like to beat their families!!! Don't forget them!!! 010707 ... moe ::scrches head:: ::gives up:: ::bows down to apparent greatness:: ...oh my gooey lord. 010707 ... yummychuckle hi you...great person you... ummm happy late birthday. i'm home from north carolina.... i spent your birthday sitting alone in the beach house thing we rented and watching tv and wishing i had friends out there ( i tried making some, but things kinda got messed up). 010707 ... black-dyed gel product I'm in a fairly good mood because i wrote two really good sets of lyrics, at least in my opinion. That breaks my two month writer's block. huzzah 010707 ... baby satan good stuff, blacky. writer's block sucks ass. 010707 ... yummy **giggle giggle** was in such a bad mood til I read a blather by you. wow it would be nice to have a friend out here that makes me laugh like that. Oh yeah i do. but he's just a friend. f r i e n d. or is he? It doesn't matter (meaning: it matters beyond beleif) 010709 ... black-dyed gel product I'm glad i could brighten up your day with my blatant stupidity. VIVA LA RESISTANCE! 010709 ... black-dyed gel product I had a pleasant evening. I went to see Blood Red play. Blood Red, for those of you not familiar with the Long Island Hardcore scene, features Tommy Corrigan from Silent Majority, one of the greatest intelligent punk/hardcore bands to come out of Long Island. GlassJAw vocalist Daryl Palumbo often cites Silent Majority as one of the central influences in his own singing style. I heavily suggest that you pick up a Silent Majority CD if you're into the stuff I mentioned above. Anyway, Blood Red was fucking great; they had a short set, six songs, but each one was amazing. This was the second time I saw them, and I can't wait until they ccome around again in a couple of weeks (they're local so shows are ample). My buddy was buying a CD from Tommy, and Tommy handed it to him and said, "here you go, young man." And my buddy with his usual wit, responded, "Young?! Hey, I'm thirty-four!" (an obvious lie because he's the same age as me). Tommy answers, "That's not that old, young man." This stands as a reminder to all LI HC folks that Tommy's been on the scene for quite a while. The show was tremendously great, and Taking Back Sunday was pretty good too. Afterwards, my friends (who are both in my new band, guitarist and bassist respectively) and I went to a 24 hour Italian Ice stand for a snack; I got a rainbow ice of course. We talked and bullshitted for awhile. We also tried to come up with a band name. We were told that we have to come up with one by tomorrow so that our name can be on the flyers for our August 3rd show. I'll let you all know tomorrow what the final decision is name-wise. I'm also very pleased with the fact that a few people on blather want to fuck me; my ego has been inflated spendidly. At least they have good taste. Afterall, I am the greatest person ever. Of course, I am way to humble to have to say something like that. hehe 010709 ... yummyC *raises hand* i...uh...I'm one of the blatherers who wants to fuck him **waves hand a bit to call attention to self, being in the back of a dark crowded room and all.** wow i'm not sure why i imagined this blathe being a room with blue lighting and a bunch of people crowded into it. i also dont know why i imagined myself being a guy in a bussiness suit with glasses and a breifcase. lalala. i dunno what to write. I have nothing to say. Thats a lie. i'm saying stuff right now. my feet are cold. my nails are a shimmery lime green. seeing as this IS the balck-dyed blah blah blah page I should say something that has to deal with him huh? ok fine...quit bugging me about it, i'll say something. uhhhhh...hes uh...pretty cool. and stuff. I like his hair, though I've never seen it. But I imagine if I had seen it I would like it a lot. especially when its blooo. I don't know why people freak out when i ask a simple question like "can i have your baby?" or "will you have my baby?". i mean, god, its just how I meet people. i dont mean literally. *shudder* i fear child birth. alright getting off the subject of whatshisface now i guess. seeya. 010710 ... black-dyed gel product today was a black day for me (no pun intended). I did something terrible, something that I hoped could be avoided at least for a little while: I got a haircut. I had to, I told myself, it was just getting to shaggy on the sides. So I went to my local barber, but unfortunately he was on vacation. I got stuck with some new lady instead of Sal, my normal guy. Normally, after a haircut I feel fine; the spikes are a little bit shorter but still impressive. But this new bitch cut the spikes in half! That evil bitch! Now instead of my amazing gravity defying 3 - 3 1/2 inch spikes I'm stuck with my now not-so impressive 1 1/2 - 2 inch spikes. blasphemy! Now all i can do is wait for it to grow back... and work out the logistics of fire bombing the barbershop. 010710 ... baby satan if you need some help bombing those sumbitches, just let me know. nobody messes with a man's hair and gets away with it. 010710 ... black-dyed gel product It's been a fairly good day for me today. My band finally decided on a name: OPTIMUS PAST HIS PRIME. It is most definitely in reference to one of the greatest transformers of all time. Since the band's only going to be around for the summer due to college and all, we decided that we wanted a name that will make people go, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" The patches will feature a picture of optimus after he had his ass kicked. 010711 ... black-dyed gel product killed my voice yesterday at practice, found that out today when I woke up. I had a voice lesson, and I sounded like shit. I also temporarily lost my falsetto ability. Oh well, singer troubles. 010712 ... blather spell check I think you are a complete_piece_of_shit and I hate you. however, lucky for you, I'm not a violent guy. oh, and if you're going to try to punch me, or hurt me in any way, I do wish you'd at least have the courtesy to get my name right. 010712 ... yummychuckle eat me, bitch. I'm sick of you...(bllahtherr spel chekk) 010712 ... blather spell check I want nothing more than to help you, and all I get is abuse. when will it end? 010712 ... black-dyed gel product never, pussy, eatt shitt aaaand die 010712 ... baby satan see: merry_xmas. haha. 010712 ... black-dyed gel product goddamn, today was a good day. I woke up with an overwhelming urge to go to the beach, and I listened to my impulse. The beach was wonderful because no one was there; the sky was overcast, and the water was frigid so the only people that were there were myself and an italian family on vacation. I was the only one carzy enough to go in the water, and it was amazingly cold, as in ice cold. After my body became numb, is wasn't bad at all, and I think I can officially join the polar bear club. when I got back home, i got a call from my guitarist. So we went out to jam at the A Room with OPTIMUS PAST HS PRIME. Unfortunately, when we got there, the owner said that he double booked, and he didn't have any room for us to rehearse. He was pretty cool about it though; he gave us a free hour for next time. So we cruised around the town doing all sorts of sordid mayhem until around ten. Then we went back to my guitarists house to rehearse. We worked out the timing and the setlist for the August 3rd show, and I will say we sound supremely tight. If you live on LI, I promise that Aug 3rd will be an amazing show, so come see us. I'll post more details about the show when we know more, you know, exact location, directions, that sort of thing. I do know that the show starts at 8 and its in cedar beach, which is out on the north shore of suffolk. It's gonna be an all punk show, so be ready for some goodness. Tonight's jam was one of the best and most fun one's we've had in a while. Also, we begin recording our EP next week. I smoked some cigarettes for the first time in at least a month, and I must say that that was the perfect way to end the evening. Tomorrow, I'm going to see the movielife and boysetsfire. Have your pets spayed or murdered. 010713 ... black-dyed gel product Another splendid day. I went to the Movielife and Boysetsfire show. Damn, it was an amazing show. Thursday was an amazing band. Movielife kicked ass as usual, and Boysetsfire blew me away. I had heard they were good, but man, that guy can fucking sing! Plus he can do the obligatory hardcore gutteral stuff. It was well worth the $10 ticket. Had my first cigar in a long time. Good times. The one thing I didn't expect was that the Wetlands was gonna be so small. We also got to roam around the dirtier parts of the city, which I love doing. Hell yeah. 010714 ... black-dyed gel product I have relatives staying over at my house for the next few days, so i had to wait until they went to sleep before I could blather. So I went to Maryland yesterday with florescent light to see yummychuckle. What a strange day. I never really though too hard about the other people on blather, afterall, it's all about ME (arrogantly stated). I wrote about yummy on the ask_black_dyed_gel_product page, so I'll skip that here. Florescent light surprised me. I don't really know what I expected. I guess I didn't expect her to be as pretty as she was; that caught me a little off guard. I don't think that there's anything bad that I can say about her. She's an extremely kind person (afterall she did drive my ass around), and she does this thing where she stares at you like she know something about you that's slightly embarassing and slightly amusing, the kind of thing that if you told it to someone else they wouldn't find it quite so funny. And I thought it was great when she laughed outloud when the sprinkler sprayed her car by the park; it seemed like a such a great reaction. I'm glad I met her, and next time I see her I'll apologize for not knowing a more direct way to get to my house and making her drive around in a roundabout way, if she hasn't already read this by then (which now I know she has since I'm now talking to her while I type, but I'm not gonna delete this because I don't feel like it). Maryland is full of corn from what I've seen. We got to see a good deal off it because we got a little lost on the way back. I picked up a newspaper while I was there because I figured my friends would never believe I did this. I also felt a little bad that my cousins had been staying at my house for two solid days and I haven't seen them once. Regardless, it was a very fun day, rounding out a very good week for me. When I got home, my father was up reading. He told me that he was going up to a water park with my cousins and asked if I wanted to come. I agreed, which is strange for I rarely even do anything with my father. I did feel a little guilty about not spending anytime with my relatives, so I tried to make up for it the best I could. Had a little family time moment. *sniffle sniffle* Went home. Had a shitty piano lesson at the music building. My instructor thought I was having a nervous breakdown or something. I just don't like telling him that I didn't pratice that much. Arg, I told myself I would, and I didn't do it. If I don't force myself to learn piano, being a musican will be all the more difficult. Went to rehearse with the band. I sucked today and couldn't hit any high notes correctly. Everything came out a little flat. But I got to tell my Maryland story, and that raised some eyebrows, and I one the imaginary door prize for best sunday. I got to hear how evryone else played football, and brian knocked the hell outta sean. Everyone at the practice was quite sore and beat up looking, so I'm glad I missed the game. We went for italian ices after the jam, as per current traditions. Sean of course had to mess with some guy that that was yelling something at him. So the guy comes over to us, riding a little clown bicycle and holding a Coors Light in his hand. I don't really know what they said at that point because I was buying my italian ice, but when I stepped out of the store, they were alright. The guy was chatting with Sean about how he went to boot camp. He keep asking if we had any beear and he kept telling us never to enlist. Keep in mind he was doing all of this while balancing on a tiny clown bike. That was fairly comical. After that, the evening pretty much peetered out and we went our separate ways. The moral of the past few days: I have to watch what I say on blather, or coleslaw can make an interesting edible floral pattern when combined with potato chips. 010716 ... florescent light hehehe that sprinkler thing was funny. We were stopped by a stop light on the way home, and suddenly it's raining. Hard. I have to roll up my window cause we're getting soaked. I'm looking around me and I don't see rain anywhere else but over our car. Kind of like that dark cloud following Charlie Brown around. I thought that was a riot. 010717 ... yum hi. 010717 ... black-dyed gel product I got a call this morning, and I'm officially going back to work on Monday. Fuck. Went to see "The Score" with Greg. It was an alright film, nothing special. Talked with Greg about a few band problems that need to be worked out: backing vocals here and there, irregular drumbeats, that sort of thing. He's very concerned about his drumming, self-consciously so. He says he can work out a drumbeat for a particular song all by himself; it's an odd guitar part in the song that is screwing him up. I offered to have a friend of mine that is also a drummer sit in to help him develop something. He says he'd rather do it himself. I think he can do it; I'm just worried about him stressing himslf out or overexerting himself in pursuit of the beat. Greg's also concerned about how we're going to function and practice during the ten day period when our guitarist is on vacation. He's worried that communication may become strained between myself and our other guitarist, and between our other guitarist and our bassist. I think ultimately it'll be fine between us all, and I think that Greg is simply fretting over nothing. As far as the EP is concerned, recording may end up being pushed back to after the August 3rd show due to the tight TWO DAY period between now and when our guitarist goes on vacation. If we can get just his guitar tracks recorded before he leaves, everything will be on track. If not, a quality recording won't be ready until after August 3rd. As a consolation, we'll probably do a live EP of tracks recorded at a rehearsal studio; the quality won't be as good, but at least we'll have something for people to purchase at the August 3rd show. Hopefully, we'll get the guitar parts recorded before Friday, but we're prepared for the distinct possibility that that may not be conceivable. This has been my first less than great day in quite a while. I guess I can't win 'em all. 010717 ... black-dyed gel product It looks like fate has decided to fuck us over with concerns to the EP. Phil, our guitarist that is going on a 10 day vacation starting friday, couldn't make a rehearsal/recording session this evening, so it looks like the EP is not going to be ready until after the August 3rd show. This sucks because that's most likely going to be our biggest show this summer. As I mentioned, we'll at least try to have a live CD ready for sale at the show so that people won't leave completely empty-handed. It's not really Phil's fault that this happened; this was the last night he had to spend with his father before Phil goes on vacation, so I don't blame him for wanting to put off practice/recording until tomorrow. Otherwise, today was pretty bland for me. I worked on a little composition for my vocal lessons, which I feel sounds pretty good, and I struck pen to paper, writing a few new sets of lyrics/poems. I figured if nothing else band related was happening, I should at least do something productive. Talked to T last night; I'm quite glad that at least I'm not stuck with his problems. I didn't mean to phrase that in such a malicious manner; I simply mean that curling up into a ball in my room due to overwhelming relationship and family problems just doesn't seem that appealing to me. T really got the short end of the stick. The girl he's been interested in for the past few months has basically told him that she'll go out with him, but only after she goes out with a bunch of other guys. She's in essence making him wait in line in order to share her company, which is bullshit. I'd rather not gossip about a close friend, but I really think that "assessing [her] options" as T's love interest so coldly put it is terribly cruel to T. He's been injured emotionally by all the stupid games she's playing with him. T did NOT appreciate my comment about how usually when I think of a woman with a line of men waiting for her it's in reference to a whore. But that's exactly how she is behaving, like a cold, cruel whore. 010718 ... black-dyed gel product at a second glance, I hate all the lyrics/poems I wrote today, so I wasted a day. damn 010718 ... black-dyed gel product I had a late night jam with the OPTIMUS PAST HIS PRIME crew. We went over to our friendly neighborhood rehearsal studio for a midnight to 1am session. It went great and was probably one of the best jams we've ever had. There was only one problem: the cassette that was supposed to be taping the lesson DIDN"T RECORD!!! ARRRRGGGG!! Phil leaves for vacation in 2 hours, so he gave me the key to his house so that we can still rehearse in his absence. Damn that cassette!! Just out of curiosity, I was wondering how many of you read these little rants about the goings on in my life. Make your voices heard and you'll all receive a lovely new CTRL button for your keyboard. 010719 ... yummychuckle of course eh. i skim the page every once in a while. 010720 ... black-dyed gel product ARG!!! I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK TO WORK TOMORROW!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! FUCK YOU, SIMON!!!! I DON'T WANT TO GO WORK!!!!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!! but i have to go because i need the money :::sigh::: 010722 ... black-dyed gel product At the moment, I'm very sick of people only implying what they mean. Cautious fuckers, be direct and just let it out. Just say it to my face. 010723 ... black-dyed gel product It's all about the benjamins, ey must be the money, CREAM gotta get the money, dolla dolla bill y'all... gee, rappers sure like money... 010726 ... black-dyed gel product I don't really know what to say right now. The up part of the roller coaster is over, and I'm in a fairly bad place right now. I've been completely disillusioned as of late concerning someone I met about a year ago, and the more I find out about her, the more I wonder what I'm going to do the next time I see her (which will be in a little over a month). My band recorded a decent demo to show to the bands for the "second" august show we're doing. We needed to show them that we're actually good before we can play. It looks like we've got the slot, and if so we'll be opening for Norma's Lemon Stand in West Hempstead. The down note is as follows: I just received notification that the august 3rd show, as in friday, has been cancelled. The people that were organizing the show failed to secure a headlining band, so all the preparation my band has done has just been a colossal waste of time. We bought some new pieces of equipment specifically for the show, we got our set timing and performance down perfectly, sacrificed many hours of sleep, and we've all taken off of work for thursday and friday for this fucking show. I'm not even going to go into the amount of money we've spent in the rehearsal studio preparing for it. So it looks like august 19th will be the next chance to see OPTIMUS PAST HIS PRIME. As long as THAT doesn't fall through, we'll be opening for an all female ska band and Norma's. Right now I feel like running around the island until my legs fall off, and the pigeons peck my eyes out. Phil's back from Cali, but, in his usual fashion, he cancelled our plans to catch up because something more important came up. I'll be going in to work an hour early tomorrow since I'm not going in thurs or fri since I took off for the show that's not happening. I don't know how the fuck I'm going to spend those two days now, but I'm going to try my best to make the most out of 'em. I can't let them become bad days in advance. 010731 ... black-dyed gel product It's been a while since a wrote on this page. Oh well, I shall go on. My band has officially changed its name from OPTIMUS past his PRIME to the WAYBACK MACHINE. We decided to make the change after running the old name by a large amount of people, none of which picked up on the transformers reference! What it wrong with you people?! Did you not have a childhood or something?!! So the band is called the WAYBACK MACHINE; everyone so far has gotten the Mr. Peabody reference. Also, here is the info on our next show: SEE the WAYBACK MACHINE on August 19th at Hall's Pond in West Hempstead, Long Island. We'll be going on at 2:00pm so show up at 1:30. We're opening for Mary's Laugh, an all-female ska band, and Norma's Lemon Stand. I'm pretty sure its free admission. It should be a damn good show. And there's my shameless plug. Also, tonight my band and I are meeting with the owner of a recording studio to discuss prices. We've been having A LOT of trouble trying to find some lace to record for cheap ASAP, but most places either want to jack us out of money or don't have any time available until after august, which is no good for us. So we've been busting our asses trying to find some studio that can meet our needs. I think tonight will be promising though. 010812 ... black-dyed gel product I just check out the studio, and whoa nelly I've been overwhelmed by the quality. I'll writet about it later perhaps. 010812 ... a humble User24 would like to take this opportunity to apologise in person to black dyed gel product. I'm sorry. It was just a long string I felt like using. I didn't think it would turn out like this. 010814 ... black-dyed gel product !!!!!!!!!CORRECTION!!!!!!!!! SEE the WAYBACK MACHINE on August 19th at Hall's Pond in West Hempstead, Long Island. We'll be going on at **12:00am** so show up at **11:30am**. We're opening for Mary's Laugh, an all-female ska band, and Norma's Lemon Stand. I'm pretty sure its free admission. It should be a damn good show. 010816 ... black-dyed gel product SEE MY SHOW DAMMIT!! please, if your in the area. black-dyedgelcore lives 010817 ... paste! wish i could make your set, but in the meantime i'm gonna chase you around with a box of triscuits yelling "coleslaw! coleslaw in my pants! gameshow in my pants!" 010817 ... bijou 24 hour italian ice? i did not know such a thing existed. (maybe just not in the midwest.) 010818 ... black-dyed gel product shameless plug: see my show 010818 ... unhinged dude i totally got the transformers reference and found it much more amusing then the other thing that i just didn't understand cause i'm not cool like that. good luck on the show tomorrow. play pretty. 010819 ... unhinged and i think that you and sheryl should drive out to youngstown cause me and mollycule want a real blather_reunion 010819 ... xed what ever happened to him? 021011 ... Dafremen I was thinking the same thing yesterday. Wish I knew, he was an interesting character. 021011 ... phil I thought you died alone, a long long time ago. 021011 ... black-dyed gel product I live in real life these days, which seems to be a rather mixed-up place these days. A few days ago, I shaved off all of my hair in fit of frustration, so I guess it's "no-dyed gel product" now? Anyway I may drop in from time to time seeing as how I have very little to do at the moment. 021012 ... User24 misses you 030409 ... black-dyed gel product so yeah, five years later and apparently this page is still here. wow, i definitely come of a bit self-absorbed on here, don't i? hmm, well, maybe one can say that time has altered my perspective a bit. i am still a total prick though, hah! 060303 what's it to you? who go blather from