Shirt

Their first shirt. With unknown fans in the background.


designed by Joseph.

Committment

Once again, melodies floating from downstairs. I trot out of my cavelike studio and peer into the spotlit darkness of Jeremy's room. In bed, covers pulled high, strumming his six-stringer, quietly singing the lyrics to a new song he is doing for...


...for Digital Broadcasting class. Which Jonny and I happen to teach. So, he spent a large portion of last evening, and well into the night, "doing homework for Digital Broadcasting," which involved him writing music for Project 1.


I do not know whether he finished homework for other classes. But what dedication for Digital Broadcasting. Homework in bed. 


These are the lyrics.

Masquerade

Masquerade, ball room dance

Moon shines like a natural lamp.

Step, step, step (breath). Dance in between. 

Step, step, step (breath). Dance in between. 

 Shivering, reaching for air

Gravity is grabbing me, pulling me under.

Masquerade, Masquerade. 

Step, step, step (breath). Dance in between. 

Step, step, step (breath). Dance in between.

Sleep beneath the surface, rest.

Ignore the flawed, let the soul persist.

Resist the light, dark is calm

Wake with weary eyes, regret weary eyes.

Step, step, step (breath). Dance in between. 

Step, step, step (breath). Dance in between. 

Preview of Rocktoberfest

2nd Street Public Market - "Pendulum Swing"

Mundanities on a Wodensday

He has a black eye, but you will have to talk or Twitter with Jeremy himself to hear the tale.

Do not forget the upcoming concert dates.

And if you have not seen the trailer for Nowhere Boy...go watch it now. Chills and goosebumps and all those tingles you feel in expectation of something great.

Repost

...from Wormmusings.

An edgy band of rocker poppers hailing from the great Northwest. I've learned they are playing two consecutive shows next week end, the 17th and 18th of September. They also might have a new song about WWII devastation debuting on one of these dates. To find out, attend.

For more info, go to colorblindsoldiers.com. 

Blog

How incredibly disappointed I was to check Jeremy's blog tonight and discover...nothing.


That is the news today. Nothing, although he did skip his 7th period class today to hitch a ride to Tillamook.

Bed

Some people watch television before they fall asleep.

Others nod off to a book.

Jeremy is downstairs playing guitar in bed.

Malcolm Gladwell writes about the thousands of hours of practice the Beatles put in en route to revolutionizing rock 'n roll, and the impact those infinite hours of rehearsals and shows had on their ability to (seemingly) effortlessly create and perform an unparalleled string of smash albums and hits. Just the act of taking every opportunity to play and practice and hone their musical skills in every way possible.

Like I said, he's playing guitar in bed.

Again.

Jeremy's blog

Jeremy has a blog now. Only because he was forced to by his 7th period Digital Broadcasting teacher. What a jerk.

You should read it. He writes about Brutus. Not the Shakespearean villain. A dog.