Grey Skies

On my way 2 the beach 4 a long weekend and outside my window I see nothing but grey skies. Figures. A nice follow up to last night. Yep. Rejected again. Hurt again. Not "sexually compatible" so he said. I don't know ... I felt the fireworks going off ... all over my body, all over my head ... but I guess that was just it ... it was all in my head.

I remain cautiously optimistic ... about this weekend I mean. I think there's a chance the sun may come out yet.

"I wanna soak up the sun, I wanna tell everyone 2 lighten up." - Sheryl Crow, Soak Up the Sun

It's My Blog, I'll Rant if I Want 2

So, the band is officially done. I'll have to get a new one together. It took a while for me to put together a response to the last email I received because I was finishing up a show with Baltimore Shakes and I was super busy, not too mention I wanted to think it through sensibly, as I said in my previous blog entry about the matter. My email was very well put together I thought, but none too appreciated. I got a rather nasty response back. And apparently, the fact that I blogged about it didn't help. What the f*ck ever. That's why I have a friggin' blog. This is my journey and this blog is a chronicle of it.

I've always tried to be nice, agreeable, respectful and open-minded. But sometimes, I tell U, I just wanna be a nasty bitch, but that gets U nowhere. Thank God 4 my friends, I get 2 bitch 2 them instead!

Anyway, onward and upward. I have gigs to get ready for, musicians to interview, records to produce and a task list that's about a mile long. God, I need to quit this 8 - 5 if I EVER wanna get ahead in this music game cuz like Mary J. Blige sang, time is not on my side! Any sugardaddies out there wanna help a brother out???

"All I really need is intellectual intercourse." - Alanis Morrissette, All I Really Want

A New Review of Deviant

MidwestBands.com has just posted a review of my CD "Deviant". The reviewer listened to it twice and really wrote a well thought out and balanced review. Thanks, Luke! You can check out their website and read the review here or just read it pasted below. And, of course, if you'd like to buy Deviant, you can get it here at CDBaby or on Itunes.


Musicianship – 7.5 out of 10
Unless an artist is following a tried-and-true formula in the world of Indie music, there is always a chance that the project they have slaved over for so long will be summarily dismissed, misunderstood, or worse. It’s simply the nature of the beast: if everyone was satisfied with the status quo, where would the perceived need be for new music, and a new sound?I n this spirit, I approach the latest release from Baltimore’s own Saturn. He is the sole music-maker on this album, entitled Deviant, incorporating electronic beats, keyboard parts, and layered vocals on an album that is fun, naughty, dark, and edgy. The foundation of each song is the groove laid down with electronic beats. On many tracks, the beats are very simple old-school bass drum/snare drum beats. Others, though, like (Art) and (Make U Scream) incorporate very funky, creative beats! I tended to favor the latter, finding that the music had more energy and a fuller sound, because more was going on! For my taste, there weren’t enough songs like this! (thus the slightly lower rating where the musicianship is concerned)In addition, the vocals/rhyming on the album also sound really good! Saturn has a voice that is used as an instrument to convey a lot of different emotion. After listening to the entire album twice through, I found that I really liked the way his voice made the musical vibe of the album happen. He has created a sound that is truly different in a world of corporate sameness!

Songwriting – 8 out of 10
For me, I think that the professional quality of this disc and the lyrics/songwriting are absolutely the strongest points. Using the backdrop of creative Urban dance beats, Saturn paints a picture full of raw human emotion! In the vein of Prince, he writes songs like (Flirt), (Make U Scream), (Boy 2 Boy), and (Deviant) that are sensual and erotic in nature, often pushing the limits to their very boundaries! Other tunes, like (They Don’t Know) and (I’m Coming Out) are songs that depict the struggles and victories associated with the gay lifestyle. Whether it’s love, lust, pride or shame that he speaks of, the words are believable and the emotions real. The more you listen to each song, the more you realize that Deviant is a revelation of the inner workings of Saturn, the person! Not always my cup of tea, but I have a lot of respect for Saturn as an artist, because he has written songs that are very definitely real!

Sound Quality/Professionalism – 8.5 out of 10
I was pleased with the sound quality of Deviant. I’m not a huge fan of Hip-Hop, so I can’t say anything authoritatively, but I felt that the sound quality/mix was professional, and very good. All tones, high and low, sounded crystal clear! Good work all around on the part of the production team!

Packaging – 8 out of 10
Deviant is a well-packaged CD. There aren’t many frills, but that’s basically because there isn’t a lot to do besides provide cover art, production credits, and a track listing. Lyrics aren’t included, but are made available on his website. I imagine that the explicit lyrics prompted this decision, and as a result, I understand completely why he didn’t include them in the liner notes. Not much else to say; the back and front cover photos are really good, revealing much about the personality of the artist!

Favorite Tracks
I’m Coming Out
Deviant
They Don’t Know
Art

Overall Rating – 8 out of 10
The art world, including music, is in a constant state of flux. Each day, a new artist embraces his/her concept of the way that music should sound and feel, and takes a chance on presenting that material to a cynical audience! Only a very select few ever make it to the upper echelon of stardom and fame. Many struggle their entire careers to bring their vision to life, and to convince the world that their music is THE next big thing!Saturn is not doing a totally new thing with his sophomore release Deviant, but he is taking honesty, sexuality, and his viewpoint of life, love and the pursuit of happiness to new territory. Many will reject his music outright because of the lyrical content; others, because of the style of music. Sadly, some will reject his music because of his advocacy of the gay lifestyle. I get the impression, though, that all of this is something he has faced before, and knows he probably will again. While not totally comfortable with it, I’m sure he will be okay with that. Music is incredibly subjective, and there is a fanbase for his music out there!Deviant is not an album that everyone will enjoy, but I do urge you to give it a listen! It has more artistic merit than 90% of the music you will hear this year, and that is reason enough for me to hear what Saturn is communicating! Take a listen, and see if you don’t agree!—Mark Lush, Midwestbands.com, 7/21/05

Breaking the Band

On the heels of good news yesterday, after sending out a message that my video was on MSN, I also got some bad news ... my bassist quit. I got an email saying that him and my guitarist had talked about how I was recording a new cd yet I had not asked either one of them to play on it. He felt slighted and insulted and did not want to learn new material he didn't play or promote a record he had nothing to do with (which is what's he's been doing thus far ... color me puzzled!), so he decided 2 leave.

I had many thoughts running through my head at the time about this, so I decided to step back and take a day before I sent a response. I have not yet responded. One of the good things about a blog is I get 2 vent and sort shit out in my head if I want 2 (and of course, welcome the feedback of cyberlings).

First off, I had nothing to do with deciding who would play on this record. I played all the instruments on my first two cds and this record, which isn't even a full length but a 5 song EP, is the first time that I'm having other musicians involved. Therefore, I'm letting someone else have a hand at producing it and I let him make all the decisions about who would come in to play the parts. All I did was lay out each part on a keyboard and he sent it to the musicians to learn. Now, granted my producer in this case is also my drummer, but I'm sure he had his reasons for asking or not asking who he did. I didn't concern myself with it.

Secondly, while I have the utmost respect for my bassist, he is extremely talented and experienced, he seems to have fallen victim to the mentality that was brought about by the other band member, the mentality that we are indeed "a band". Well, we are not a band in the purest sense of the word. I'm a solo artist, they back me up. When I put it out there like that, it could sound that I'm an egomaniac or something, but that's not the case. I would love to be part of a band, but in a band each member has its function and you work together as a team to benefit the whole. As it is, I'm the one writing and producing all the songs, I'm the one fronting the cash for everything, I'm the one who is marketing, promoting, advertising and booking gigs, all they do is learn my songs, rehearse and show up to play. Let's get real. If you wanna be a band, it takes a lot more than that. I would love to be in that type of band sometime, but that's not what this is. I mean, for crying out loud, they've only played 3 shows with me! Give me a break. I've been busting my ass for the last 4 years on this thing and they're crying to me about "how a band works?"

He said he would re-consider his position if he could re-record the bass tracks and do it in his own way and not be "dictated to" - cuz that's how a band works, or we could negotiate that I pay him a fee for each gig, which is what originally happened anyway. I did a search, found some players, offered them each $100 to play my CD release back in January and prayed I wouldn't lose my ass. Thankfully, I didn't. We all got along well though and everyone was interested in doing more together. Great, I thought. I made it clear that I couldn't pay for every gig like the CD release, and gave them the option of either playing free gigs or only playing gigs where there was some kind of guarantee. I've been very upfront and honest about everything as far as I know, which is why the idea that suddenly we're all in a band and I'm hurting people's feelings by not asking them to play on a recording that I'm paying for and writing and co-producing is really kind of ... well, childish if I'm honest.

If I wanted to have him play on the record I still could because we haven't started actually recording anything yet. We're still in pre-production sort of. But I don't know that I will ask him though. He has the mentality of owning a piece of this or something and that ain't happening. All the players are paid to play ... not much, granted, but still. That reminds, I'll need to research and get those forms for them to sign before we start. But I digress.

So, the only upcoming gig that I have booked where I need a band is the Baltimore Music Conference. It's a free gig. I can either pay him to play it if he agrees or find someone else. I don't know what to do yet. As it is, I'm still missing a keyboard player and a lead guitarist, even though we can get by without all that. Don't know what I'm doing yet.

"Every chance U get is a chance U seize." - Coldplay, Speed of Sound

MY MUSIC VIDEO IS ON MSN!

I think it's only there for today, so if you want to check it out, go to www.msnvideo.com, on the right hand column, click on Movies and Music, then click on Music: Indie and you'll see my music video for "ART" listed.

True, my video is on two other sites already, but none of them have the audience that MSN has. I wonder how many people it will get exposed to. Wish I had someway of knowing.

"You're my captor, bind me in celluloid, I'll be a slave 4 U." - Saturn, Art

WTF - Why Old People Are a Road Hazard

Ok, so everyone I'm sure knows how infuriating it is to be driving on a highway, in the left lane no less, only to have to stomp on your brakes because Grandma is going 30 miles an hour. Well, 4 WTF day today, I couldn't help but share a bit of local news. That's right, the elderly gentlemen that's the subject of today's jeers lives right here in Maryland, Glen Burnie to be exact. Once again, from Chuck Shepherd:

An 82-year-old man who had locked himself out of his still-running car in Glen Burnie, Md., in June, was hospitalized with first- and second-degree burns after attempting to siphon gasoline from the car using an electric vacuum cleaner (a spark from which ignited gasoline vapors). He told police that he wanted to force the engine to stop by removing the rest of the gasoline. [The Capital (Annapolis), 6-16-05]

My only question is if his car was locked, where in the hell did he get an electric vacuum cleaner?? And wouldn't the most immediate thought be "gee, I'd better find a way to open the door, maybe jimmy it, or call a policeman." And not "gee, my car is still running, let me suck the gasoline out of the tank cuz I don't want the dang thing to go anywhere and leave me here stranded!"

"What the f*ck?!?!"

The Half Blood Prince

I'm pissed ... but in a good way. JK Rowling is a genius. What a wild ride. I finished it last night ... all I can say is WOW! I'm not giving anything away, I don't want 2 ruin it 4 anyone, so don't even ask! Just .... WOW!

How long is she going to make us wait for Book 7? Hard 2 believe there's only one book left. Ok, I shouldn't be so attached to this magical world. I really need to find other interests or a man or something, LOL.

"Up where they walk, up where they run, up where they stay all day in the sun." - Aerial, some song from the Little Mermaid.

Merry Wives vs. Harry Potter

It's finally here! One of the most anticipated events of 2005 - the release of Harry Potter and the Half - Blood Prince! I'm so excited I can't sit still. My friend has often said stupid things to me in the past like "you're part of a cult" or "you're Harry Potter's whore" and I'm starting to think that maybe he's just a little right, about the cult thing anyway, because I know I'm not alone. There are millions of adults all over the world just as crazy nuts with anticipation as I am!

So, since I pre-ordered the very first day you could, I'll be up early tomorrow morning pacing the living room waiting for the postman or UPS man or Fed-ex man to deliver my wondrous package of joy. The only problem is I have a shit load to do tomorrow, including the show "The Merry Wives of Windsor" with the Baltimore Shakespeare Festival (I play Slender). So, I can't very well open the book because I know I'll get nothing done. And if I take it to the play with me tomorrow night, because I have a lot of time when I'm not on stage, I'm afraid I might get so captivated I might miss an entrance.

Oh, what to do?? Who am I kidding? The book goes with me! And after the show I have to go meet someone at a club to talk about booking a show. Then I have an appointment Sunday morning, a show Sunday afternoon, and plans to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Sunday night. OMG, WHEN AM I GOING TO HAVE TIME FOR HARRY POTTER?? I might just have to call in sick to work Monday. I will just have to do what I have to do!

"I wanna be weightless, flying through the air." - Alanis Morrissette, So-Called Chaos

A Great Start

I have 2 admit I was a bit apprehensive last night when I headed to my studio session. Both of my projects before have been solo projects ... I've worn all the hats ... I played all the music myself, produced, made all the decisions all on my own, so naturally I'm a little bit nervous about letting go of some of the reigns.

I knew Brian (my drummer ala producer) was crazy when he said we were going to record all the guitar tracks for all five songs last night. Clear out of his mind. I hadn't even met the guitarist yet, all she had was a very VERY rough cut of the songs that I threw together on my keyboard, there was no way. Well, I was right, but I also found out I have nothing to be nervous about. In fact, I might just enjoy this process better. Of course, I'll have the final say on everything, it IS still my record, but Brian has good ears. And this guitarist is an absolute pro, we clicked right away. She loved all the song choices and she even had some ideas.

We sat down and worked through one song last night, but she had it nailed in an hour. Everytime I told her to make an adjustment or do this or do that, BOOM, it was done.

This is going to be fun. I've never collaborated in the studio before and now I'm REALLY looking forward to it. I'm also anxious about this "different sound" I'm going for with this EP. It'll be different in the fact that it will have live musicians and instruments as opposed to just me playing everything from a keyboard and drum machine (and it's proving to be a LOT less tedious for me), but the sound is more pop rock than pop urban, so it will be cool.

I went through painstaking agony choosing only 5 songs to appear on this EP. But after going through them all last night and getting very positive feedback from the guitarist, I'm feeling pretty confident I made the right choices.

And so it begins ... work on the next Saturn record is now out of pre - production and finally into the fire!

"Through the fire, 2 the limit, 2 the wall, 4 the chance 2 be with U I'd glady risk it all." - Chaka Kahn, Through the Fire (one of my fave ballads ever)

WTF - Who's Changing Daddy?

I saw that John Waters movie "A Dirty Shame" (and it was) the other day. There was a guy in it who got off on dressing up and acting like a baby ... no, really. I thought it was a figment of Mr. Waters ever subversive imagination, but apparently not:

Willie Windsor, 54, of Phoenix has for several years lived as a full-time baby, wearing frilly dresses, diapers and bonnets, sucking on a pacifier, eating Gerber cuisine, and habitually clutching a rag doll, in a home filled with oversized baby furniture. According to a long Phoenix New Times profile in June, the diaper is not just a prop. Windsor said he worked hard to become incontinent, even chaining the commode shut to avoid temptation, and the reporter admitted feeling "disconcert(ed)" that Windsor might be relieving himself at the very moment he was describing his un-toilet training. Apparently, Windsor's brother, ex-wife, girlfriend and a neighbor tolerate his lifestyle (though no girlfriend has yet been willing to change his diapers). Windsor is a semi-retired singer-actor and said he's been celibate for nine years. [Phoenix New Times, 6-9-05]

Thank U once again Chuck Shepherd for finding stories on the shittiest people.

U know, what's weirder to me than the old man eating Gerber and shitting himself, are all the people in his life who put up with it. I mean he had an ex-wife? A girlfriend? Did he make goo - goo gaa gaa sounds to romance them? And I have a hard time finding a mate??

What the f*ck?!?!?!

Cursed

So, I head down to the bar earlier tonight and I'm sick of every CD that's in my case, so I trudge through the few cassettes that I have in my car until I find a compilation that I put together nearly 10 years ago. I had put it together as music for a "soundtrack" to a screenplay I was working on at the time called "Cursed". No, it was not the crappy werewolf flick by Wes Craven, this predated that. This was a gay coming out love story. It basically was my therapy at the time. I sublimated all my sexual energy and yearning into this sad story about two teen star crossed lovers. I called it "Cursed" because that's how the lead character, JD Wyatt, and also how I felt (at the time) - cursed because we were gay. While it was a character, I invested a lot of myself into him, I mean a writer usually passes off many of his inner workings into the characters he creates, but this one particular character really resonated ... simply put it was basically me.

Anyhoo, so I put in this tape that I haven't listened to in years and suddenly I'm transported back in time. It put me back in the summer of 1997 when I was interning in L.A. for J. Todd Harris Productions. I was so lonely that summer. I didn't have but a couple friends out there that I hardly saw, I was in the closet and too afraid to even say "gay" much less be it, and it should have been the time of my life. While I remember the work experience fondly, it was far from being the time of my life. I would listen to this tape every day on my 40 mile hike from Long Beach to downtown L.A. It was a companion and these songs were so representative of not just the screenplay that I wrote, but of so many of the things I was feeling at the time.

As I drove down to Central Station tonight to meet some friends and I played this tape, I realized with startling clarity that I am still chasing, yearning, longing for all the same things that I wanted so desparately way back in 1997. That realization made me incredibly sad. It's been nearly 8 years and I still haven't been in a serious relationship. I haven't fallen madly in love with someone who was madly in love with me, I haven't found that person who "completes" me. Not only that, I also am not the success that I predicted. All my life I'd felt I was destined to be great in whatever I did. That's not being cocky, but that's the only future I ever saw for myself. Things always came so easy for me, I never really had to work hard at anything like school or music or anything (besides sports) that I set my mind to. I never really knew how I'd get there, but I truly thought I'd be successful by now, someplace entirely different in life than the place that I now find myself. The truly scary part is that those eight years have gone so fast. I always say there is no point in having regrets, but I do have to wonder where I would be in my life today had I made different decisions. What if I had come out in school and embraced and loved myself then the way I do now? What if I had done as my mentor suggested and moved to L.A. after graduation to pursue screenwriting? What I had done as my grandparents urged and majored in something practical like law or engineering? What if I'd have had the confidence to start really chasing after this music dream of mine way back in my teenage years when all I breathed and lived for was writing and singing music? Or what if I had moved to New York to be an actor like I had planned on once upon a time? What if I had went to grad school? What if I had never left Texas and followed my mom who, let's face it, has been dependent on me, to Baltimore?

These are futile questions I'll never have answers to. All I know is my life is not what I expected and definitely not what I'd hoped for. That's not to say I'm despairing. I do believe I'll find love one day, hopefully sooner than later, and I do believe that if I stick to my guns and really get after this music dream of mine that I will suffer but in the end it will pay off and I WILL have the success that I've always dreamed of. But what will it matter? Will it have been worth it? Will I find myself in another ten years still wanting, yearning and chasing after the same things that I am now? Could there be anything more pathetic than that?

"But I won't cry 4 yesterday. There's an ordinary world somehow I have 2 find." - Duran Duran, Ordinary World

London Crisis

So, it's been all over the internet and news obviously, the tragedy that happened in London. More terrorism, more violence, more death. I just don't understand. God blesses us with life, the Earth and the capacity to love and learn and we seem so hellbent on hate and destroying one another. And 4 what? I just can't wrap my brain around it.

"Why can't we just dance? Why can't we just dance?" - Prince, Bob George

I'm on iTunes!

So, CD Baby sold out of my CDs and I sent them another shipment over a week and a half ago. Unfortunately, I was too broke to pay for them to go first class, so I sent them via Media Mail, which is tantamount to strapping them on the back of a camel, slapping it on the ass and saying "good luck". So, with ANY luck, they'll have some more CDs sometime this decade. (***UPDATE*** They finally DID get the CDs and they're both readily available by clicking here!)

In the meantime though, I am on iTunes! I've already sold a couple of songs (woo - hoo!) which for some odd reason is fairly exciting to me. I mean, I'm not just on iTunes but on all these digital downloads sites as well:

LoudEye
MusicNet
MP3Tunes
MusicNow
iSound
Etherstream
EMusic
MusicMatch
Rhapsody
NetMusic
BuyMusic
and coming soon to Bitmunk and Ruckus


But iTunes is the only site where someone has bought a download though. So, if you REALLY wanna see me jump for joy, click here to go to iTunes and download one (or all) of my songs ... or you can just wait for me to come back in stock at CDBaby so u get the pretty picture and the insert.

In other news, George Strait debuts at #1 on the Billboard album charts this week. While I don't know shit about George Strait (guess he's straight, eh?) and I don't like country music even a little, this is impressive because it's his 28th album! That's right up there with the number of albums Prince has put out! Hats off 2 U, Mr. Strait! May I someday follow a similar career path (just not "straight", I'd like mine 2 fork 2 the left a bit, thank U.)

"Maybe U get what U wanted, maybe U stumble upon it, everything u've ever wanted in a permanent state." - Coldplay, White Shadows

WTF - Into the Mind of a Sex Offender

Usually, my WTF posts are humorous, but there is nothing humorous here. This is scary. There is a story on CNN about a sex offender who was recently charged with the abduction or an 8 year old girl and her 9 year old brother, who is feared dead. Apparently, he was first convicted when he was 16 of raping a 14 year old boy at gunpoint. Apparently, when this guy got out of prison, he started a blog. This story on CNN recounts some of the posts he made to his blog. It's pretty interesting and very disturbing. You should click the link to read the full story, but here are just a couple of quotes:

From his first entry, on January 4, 2004, to his last, on May 13, 2005, Duncan's writings reveal a conflicted man battling personal "demons" and the stigma of a teenage rape conviction.
In 1980, at age 16, Duncan received a 20-year sentence for raping a 14-year-old boy at gunpoint in Washington state.

Throughout the 17 months he kept his blog, Duncan displays intense concern for himself whenever a child is reported missing, fearing police will automatically come calling because he is on the offender registry.
In fact, his first entry finds him trying to reconstruct what he did on a particular day in the past because he just learned a 5-year-old girl had gone missing 200 miles away on that day.

In his own history, he wrote, "I was molested so often and by so many different people that, up until the time of my offense, I actually thought it was normal and that everybody did it."
Although he denied he is a pedophile, Duncan defended pedophilia.
"I learned that most people who prey on children have discovered that adult-child sexual relations are not in and of itself a bad thing, and does not in and of itself cause harm to the child (assuming no physical injury has been inflicted)," he wrote.
"You may scoff at this saying of course they think that, that is what makes them sick. But, by scoffing, you are only perpetuating the problem by rejecting a rational [sic] that is based on solid fact."

Yikes. Makes U wonder how people who've been in prison for the majority of their lives have been changed or conditioned by their imprisonment. Obviously this man was nowhere near being in his right mind. Shouldn't he have been analyzed before his release? Shouldn't he have been placed in some kind of therapy or institution? As much as I hate to think of our tax dollars going to further help criminals more than we already do, maybe if some kind of action was taken upon this man's release, these childrens' abductions could have been avoided. I mean, just from some of the things he wrote in his blog, it's obvious he needs some kind of help and that he's likely to victimize someone else. I wonder if anyone actually read his blog and how it made them feel or what it made them think. Geez. I don't know what the answers are. I just read shit like this and wonder ...

"What the f*ck?!?!"

The 17 White Party Club Mix

One of the things I would LOVE 2 do is get some of my songs remixed for clubs, particularly "Make U Scream" and "Atlantis". They are both dying to be pumped in a club with a funky ass mix. The only problem is it can cost a fortune and my broke ass ain't got a fortune. But one of these days ...

My friend and HOT dj/artist/producer Aaron Carl did a club mix of my song 17 from my first album The Virgin Poet. I've resurrected it from the ashes because it's HOT SHIT! and it can now be heard exclusively on my MySpace Profile here. Just hit play, mutha!

"But if you're only 17 what's the point of being young and free if U can't come and can't get high with me? I guarantee that I am drug and disease free!." - Saturn, 17

Fireworks!

So, the fourth of July weekend is now upon us, but honey, I had my FIREWORKS last night!!! I so totally didn't mean 4 that 2 happen, in fact, I went into the "date" saying to myself, "I'm not going 2 have sex ... I'm not going 2 have sex." Apparently, he didn't intend to either cuz when we got back 2 my place, in between kisses he kept saying "I have to go. No, I really really have 2 go." Until finally, he gave up and just said "Fuck it" and we got naked. HOT! Now, this can't be counted as ho-like behaviour if I plan to see him again and I do, thank U very much. Though I probably shouldn't because he is WAY too young for me. That doesn't mean we can't be friends though ... good friends, if u know what I mean, LOL.

So, for the real fourth of July I haven't any plans. Not a BBQ in site. I'm a bit forlorn. Hopefully, one of my friends will see my predicament and graciously invite me to some form of drunken gluttonous celebration on Monday. It's the only day I have off anyway. Since we open "Merry Wives" next week (that's Shakespeare if U hadn't a clue), I spend all my evenings at the theatre.

It's so quiet here at the office today. And I have SO much work 2 do. Color me procrastinating. Shit. I'd better get 2 it.

"Her eyes are closed, but there's no penetration. She just makes him point the pistol to his nose while he masturbates and I see a tear headed down towards a smile." - Prince, Pheromone