April 2008
27 posts
THE END
ryanadams: GOODBYE FOR NOW FOGGY. WE DID GOOD THINGS TOGETHER YOU AND ME! Now, it is off to the mountains with you, and for me, it is into the valley. Where I will meet my brothers in arms, and we will forge ahead anew. GOODBYE BLOG. STAY SWEET. and THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO GOT ANYTHING POSITIVE FOR THIS. It was a social experiment. Like I was just an experiment. In having a one way relationship...
Watchryanadams: a parting gift.
“what is a prayer
but knees
wishes activated by fears
if what scares
you
is...”
– (via ryanadams)
Watchryanadams: truer words may never be spoken folks. it’s saturday. wow…..just wow.
(via ryanadams)
“Its Friday Night but really it’s just Saturday. That’s all. But I guess that...”
– (via ryanadams)
“metallica.
i think i want to listen to them today but i keep coming up with...”
– (via ryanadams)
“1.Disappearing Act
2.Crossed-Out Name
3.Allumette
4.Something Sweet
5.I’m...”
– songs I have written/made demonstrations of since last weekend or whenever MAGICK version three started. fuck. (via ryanadams)
“TWO SONGS on tape today. I mean, not on tape, i work at home and record onto my...”
– (via ryanadams)
“I dreamed MUSIC last night. Whole songs. This is a good sign. I could hear thm...”
– (via ryanadams)
“its 4
witches are out now
they have left the bar
they are IN CONTROL
now,...”
– (via ryanadams)
“if i moved to france
like everyone wants to
i would watch waynes world
and i...”
– (via ryanadams)
“my last time
is always
last
and i forget
the past
but
in the sink i feel...”
– (via ryanadams)
New Record Version Two Written
ryanadams: starting version three. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. version three. fuck. ok. off to work i go.
Night Time Damnit
ryanadams: it is night time damnitall. I went to eat alone (again) and that was nice. Pink Pony. Great pate’. Salad Nicoise’. a Pierce, from Alabama or two were seated at the bar. This man, this man sat next to me between myself and them. As he left he said something to me about how I should release a record like the live song he heard on the Rollins Show. And for two whole minutes I did not...
Watchryanadams: my afternoon. whatever. i felt like making something. no props. no script today and i am very tired from writing new tunes and making my incredibly bad films. so this will have to do. just imagine you went shopping with crazy. and you can press stop when you get tired of crazy. thats how i deal with me. ha.
Friday Night
ryanadams: Friday Night is weird. Although I saw a rather impressive Cher impersonator at Club 21 (quite an establishment, 52nd street, old school NY) that went from Punk as Hell, to Sad, as all these beautiful artistic types actually my age (maybe) lost interest after “if i could turn back time” and overlooked (for the most part) the ballad, which featured the pianist, who was rather clever all...
Watchryanadams: I spent the afternoon making a movie about things I loved this week, people I love all the time, folks I admire, and my exciting planned excursion out of “Cave of Where Jams Are Born” also known as, “bedroom”/ that’s right folks, that’s where even that black magic comes from. (makes gagging sound, loses more ability to discern reality from fiction, pets Darryl Hanna Robot the cat)...
“Ayn quests for her ideal rational hero.
Does this mean she is kind of admitting...”
– (via ryanadams)
“It’s 4 a.m. on a Tuesday Night and I am watching “funnyface”….i am becoming...”
– “Me”. Lateblogging (via ryanadams)
March 2008
26 posts
“ALSO, i am editing the new film. (yes, another one) it is still not exactly the...”
– (via ryanadams)
“An ONLINE MUSIC publication described my blog as “bi-polar”. Isn’t that sweet....”
– (via ryanadams)
Watchryanadams: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is not the movie of “neon signs” I promised, but instead something accidental, something more, and something I am proud to share. Co-produced and post production assisted by Lauren Pisano, a sound artist and a quick and assured directorial force, in her own right. I hope you enjoy. More to come soon. Thanks. D R
“also, when I post here, I am posting in character. you might not understand...”
– also, every time i tell a joke, or say something silly, it is to cover up and to distract you from this thing inside me, this thing that tells me everything inside me is wrong, and that i am doomed, and that a darkness dwells here, blacker and colder and more alone than anything in the most remote...
“OK Im Done Now. (Over Thunk=Fickle-Blog”
– whatever the last thirty minutes or hour equalled, in terms of madness, i just saved myself and my friends that exact amount of time, from further straining irreparable damage from over-thunk. Over-thunk equals Fickle-Blog. Remember that Pony Boy. and Stay Golden. (via ryanadams)
My Splelling
ryanadams: Its getting worse and worse. And I sort of know better and lost my glasses like three months ago and I don’t know why but I just don’t get new ones. It is like I am paralyzed against seeing correctly. Also something wild is growing out of my hair that looks like another being or entity. Maybe I should call those ghost-plumbers, you know, TAPS. How in the hell did some plumbers not...
“I never saw the movie “Clue” but I really liked the board pieces when the game...”
– okay, i think i’m done. gotta go. (via ryanadams)
“Listen, what IS “Deviled Ham” exactly. I may have gotten some of that on me.”
– (via ryanadams)
“Fickle-Blog of the Day”
– Sometimes when I am in writing mode, you know, leaning in on the internal song machine and working that part of myself, I find myself being really disturbed by things like “Hollow Earth” theory. I mean, I have never been in space, or had the opportunity to actually sail exactly around the world, or...
“Show me someone with a PHD who believes in string theory and I will show you a...”
– I mean seriously, its like, fine if you want to believe in 14 parallel dimensions. What do I care. I mean, maybe it’s better. It’s like you pass them huddled over a cafeteria table and think “good, as long as they are talking over there and not disturbing anybody, good…” while the rest of us...
“All I’m saying is, if you are planning to wear that electric blue Marc Jacobs...”
– Me, to no one, because I am insane. (via ryanadams)
ryanadams: I am so exactly bored to death now....
“I just had a panic attack which is so stupid. really. 33 years old and I still...”
– Theodore Webbphut, 1873, in response to the question under oath, “what part of the Constitution makes you hungry Theodore Webbphut….or as they know you down at the loading docks, Mister Dark Sandals, “the man who pays for lost treasures”…….stopping short of the jury, and in a hair-pin turn in a...
Watchryanadams: His Unicorn Won’t recognize his smell….obviously…..
Watchryanadams: Before the Montego Bay Blues and Cornbread Cookoff in Deerhoof Kansas, Utah, 1986.
“RYAN, WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO IS DISTRACT YOURSELF FROM THE PRESSURES OF WRITING,...”
– John, Gritting his teeth wondering why him…. (via ryanadams)
eggs and time
ryanadams: oooh it’s early and raining…..i finished another tune this morning. there is another one in there (that old knot up there north of my face) but i must noe retreat from hed forever bed-sit recording mass and i must go out and have the eggs. I MUST! yes, AND they must be the french messy eggs. with field greens. oh france, you sassy cooks with your sassy looks. hmph. no rainstorm stands...
Fickle-Blog Interrupted
ryanadams: so, after a spring cleaning which lasted for exactly a week, give or a take a week, which renders the exactly useless word flinging, i am now writing. fuck. i wish i knew where to begin. it is a lot like Fickle-Blogging. I sort of make lists (not sort of, I kind of go List-Wilding leaving adjectives and the trash cans in the alleys of the written word in TOTAL disorder. That’s right-...