The usual mental vomit, but not quite as expletive-laden...

Sunday morning, early, and I just don't feel like going to bed yet. Worked almost 50 hours this week and I've been nothing but spent during my time off. Oh, wait, that's right, I've also found time to rant about Bush 2.0 and random other things that piss me off. Well, since I've designated this forum as my 'blowing off steam' area (much to my wife's chagrin), I hope you would expect nothing less than vomitus from the reptilian area of my brain, though for some reason she has felt the need (read some of my old myspace blogs) to encourage me to be somewhat reader-friendly, especially since some of the people I know/are related to tend to be somewhat sensitive to material using the words 'fuck,' 'shit,' 'goddammit,' and more of that nature.



I've chosen to (somewhat) clean up my myspace blog, but not here. Over the last few days, I've considered cleaning up my last post several times, then have had a few drinks, re-read it, and decided I wasn't nearly as profane as I should have been, so I've decided to leave it be. I sincerely hope it's not an enjoyable experience for you (it shouldn't be), but I hope it makes those who had their heads so far up their asses as to vote Dubya in for a second term think about the moronic actions they have taken. Didn't we vote FOR assisted suicide in WA? Maybe a few of them should look into that....



No, I'm not here to rant (today) about the piss-poor economy, nor the anguish over having to wait til my brother's birthday for Obama to be sworn in. I'm just here doing my quasi-civic duty, keeping this blog going.



To be honest, when I logged in, the first thought on my mind was my band focuspoint. If you're here on this blog, there's at least a 90% chance you know of it. If you happen to fall in that 'other' 10%, go to http://www.myspace.com/focuspointmusic and you'll see what you've been missing all this time. My main concern was that we haven't rehearsed/practiced/worked on new material/whatever the fuck you want to call it - since September. Mind you, Paolo (our bass player, check him out at http://paolojr.blogspot.com/) has been busy with his lovely girlfriend Amanda, as well as busting his ass at a PR firm (his major) and, to top it all off, going to grad school to further his crafty PR ways. Can't blame him for keeping busy. He's been the one booking all the shows and (considering his area of study) managing pretty much every avenue of the band. Kudos to that hard-working motherfucker. Danny, our drummer, has been working a day job at PIH, as well as trying to get his motorcycle shop, Woodward Cycle Works, off the ground. A close friend and fellow biker of his also just had a tragedy befall him, so Danny was busy lending support to him as well.

Combined, these things add up to two people trying to get their lives together, but as far as the band goes, this adds up to.....absolute fucking garbage.


When we got back together and decided to really go for it back in....meh, '06..., we all had this "take over the world" mentality. We had played together in high school, but had taken a break so that the previously mentioned members could pursue their collegiate/trade dreams out of state (while I settled for community college and Puddy did nothing at all). I had had this crazy idea about having our 'old' band play during my wedding reception whenever I got married, and what do you know, I ended up doing just that. Paolo was living in Bellingham at the time, and I contacted him about doing it.....long story short, we got back together, ran over the old shit, wrote some new shit, got back on the fucking horse. Shortly after that time, I was working fourteen hours a day, and after that solely working a graveyard shift, but I'd lose sleep on any given day of those times to get in a rehearsal session, and there were several times that I got offstage after a show only to go straight to work to pull a full shift. But I digress, apparently focuspoint is not an important enough cause to sacrifice 'valuable' time for. So we were all "take over the world," right? So it turns out that in rock and roll, yes, you actually do have to pay your dues! You have to put in work to reap the rewards, those being better dates at bigger venues, and more fans coming to your shows! God, who would ever be so jaded as to think that we were just going to make it overnight?

So my main concern sitting at this computer tonight has been whether or not we're actually going to get together tomorrow (actually, later today now). The last, I don't know, fifteen times SOMEone's dogged out (yes, I've done it once, but ONCE), and it looks like Puddy's "busy after 5" and Danny wants to get together at 6, so goddammit, we may be fucked again. Anyone know of a band that needs/wants a lead singer/guitarist? Preferably a band that likes Incubus/Green Day/Chevelle/Staind, is actually gigging, and isn't busy all the fucking time NOT playing music? Hit me up, I'm not kidding. I need to play some fucking music and I'm not getting the opportunity here.

Translated: I was pissed off about this a long time ago.

Once again, the lines are open! See ya later!

-Edit (and I choose this method so that my original thrust is still....thrusted): I am still open to creating side projects. I've got a lot of material that simply does not fit within the focuspoint structure, and so (to a lesser point) does Jeremy. However, until we're fully dissolved, focuspoint is and will always be my main musical focus. Just to throw that out there.