Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Open Mic Night

Hey everyone,
School is almost over for the summer. YAHOOO!! I thought I would play some songs at the open mic night this thursday at the Roxy Cafe next to the movie theatre. It starts at 6:30 pm and I'm not sure when I'll be playing, but if you got nothing to do and you feel like going to hear some music, come on down. Just wanted to put the word out. Much love to all.

-Brent

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Shades of Lavender

So here is a poem I wrote a while back. It was intended to be a song and in fact was made into one. I even recorded it when I did my demo, but I hated it. It's like 7 minutes long and doesn't really work, musically. It's tough sometimes being a musician and having to settle on the fact that maybe not everything you write can turn into a song. But when you're as picky as I am, you have no choice. I thought I would post it for the enjoyment and criticism of those well-intentioned bloggers out there. Hope you like it. Oh and keep your eyes peeled for a group called "The Hired Assasins". They just came out with a song called 401K that sounds an awful lot like "Retirement Plan". If I had a lawyer, those bastards would sure be hearing from him right now. www.myspace.com/thehiredassassinsrock.


Shades of Lavender
The Motivation wears so thin
It’s been so long since I felt the tension in my skin
No time for action in this strange attraction
to remain pacified.
So I lay here
watching the shapes on the ceiling
Colliding and competing for the right to keep my attention
Waiting for shades of lavender to grace my sky
Bringing something brilliant to my life.

Inspiration knocks on my door
He wants to talk but I feel too bored.
Besides, I’m much too busy to waste my time with someone new.
Faith and I, we used to hold hands, walking down that narrow path.
I must have missed something cause now she’s gone and I feel so lonely
Not to mention, the road is much wider than before.

Vicious spiral
come and claim your prisoner
He’s had enough and he’s ready to give in.
A beautiful arrangement of violins
plays the saddest song to accompany this tragic end
Can we afford to waste all this time without searching for something bigger than ourselves.