there and back again...

figure out what you love doing the most: painting, writing, dancing, music, math, science, helping people, dating, matchmaking, blogging, typing, giving birth, organizing shit, cooking, eating, juggling fire, hypnotizing strangers, talking, thinking, listening, fixing stuff, picking zits (ie: esthetician), arranging, working at a flower store, taking over the world, politics, law, being a doctor, gardening, designing clothes, drawing, throwing parties, collecting stickers, being bossy, opening a gallery, taking photos, building websites, dj’ing, mediating, solving problems, drinking coffee, flirting, babysitting, massage, selling stuff, reading, making stuff, advising people, singing, whatevs, a desk job, retail, repeating yourself….whatever! just get really honest with yourself and admit what it is that makes you wanna wake up early in the morning to do it!

I’ve lost track.

a bit of an intoduction

Hi,

my name is drew. I’ve been taking photos for a while…a long while now actually, but it wasn’t till just now that I realized I don’t know how to use Photoshop or really any photo editin software. I mean I get by…I think. I think I should be in school.

Oh and one other thing, I saw this babe that seemed like she was really cool. everyone said she is cool. That got me thinking about babes in general. Long story short I’ve concluded that I could be perfectly content in a dead end job as long as I’ve got my baby girl.

the carolinas

Back stage in one of the carolinas. Heavy heart and I don’t have any clue why. Albertine is blairing in my earphones in an attempt to drown out alkaline’s sound check 10 feet away. This is the exact record I needed right now, it was an accident really.

Today I was reading duteronomy and I’m not so sure I get it, maybe it’s the esv translation that’s throwing me off, talking about multiple gods and junk. what? Ugh I’ve got to get to a computer to figure this all out. I can’t wait to see you all in 2.5 weeks.

dt

daydreamingthroughmaryland.

I’m (Darren’s) driver reviver right now. Hot fuss is on, and…I just can’t stop thinking about gig-life vs cube-life. I’m scheduled to get right back to cube-life when I get back from tour and on one hand Im glad to get back and make money and get on with my life. I can afford to do whatever, eat, buy records, scoot, vacation. That’s all what I want right? I’m too old to be wasting time, right? I don’t know what’s the right thing to do, how am I supposed to know either. I’m beginning to ramble.

But what I do know is I miss the sunshine, bike rides, my friends, my family, my vespa and everthing about home, and I didn’t realize any of this fully untill we arrived in Maryland and it was almost 70 out, i got to put on a short sleeve and walk around outside and feel the sun heating up my jeans. I miss it! I think this tour is just what I needed to remind me that I’m alive.

Now, about the other hand. What if there was a way to make money as a gig-lifer? Would THAT be what I want? Probably not, and I say that only because I look at people that are gig lifers and they are just withered and worn out. They want to get home to see their wifes, kids, girl friends, friends and fams.

So I think this little ramble session helped me make up my mind. I’m ready for the cube (for now), and I’m sorry for making you go through this with me.

I mean is my brain scattered or…

I realize I haven’t been typing much about what’s been going on, I doubt most anyone cares…I think it’s more of an easy way for me to rememer what gig life was like. 3.5 weeks in and it’s still fun. I mean, generally it’s non stop fun with the occasional snap.

Right now we are on the road from Philly back to NYC. I love New York. it’s pouring rain. It has been pretty perfect everywhere from Chicago on…

Yesterday in Philly was great because Cortney (guitar player and main friend on the tour) is from there so he took me around to all the good spots, we talked like a-holes the entire time. When we got back to the venue we ordered cheesesteaks from a VEGITARIAN place. They had regular too though, and even though I haven’t felt like eating animal (prob because I’m with 4 veggies) I got a real steak one because let’s ve honest when I’m I really going to be back in Philly? and let me tell you it was the best cheesesteak I have ever had. It also was probably almost 2lbs.

Even though everyday I am having more fun than I could ever imagine I'm still so ready to get home and see all my friends, family and just get back to work and start getting my S together.

I’m in the middle of having the best time of my life and I forgot that there’s a world outside of this.

It just breaks my heart.

Just got pulled over in CT (for pulling a trailer) by the smallest cop I’ve ever seen (5’ max.) Darren got a $75 “infraction” brum-out.

There…

this moment, is the very first moment I have had a genuine desire to go home.

I’m wide awake, it’s morning.

Today i woke up at 2:30pm but didn’t get up till 3:00pm, took a shower, then I drank a redbull, watched the fast and the furious, walked to mcdonalds, came back watched band of brothers, drank another redbull, did laundry watched something else I can’t even remember what, burned some DVDs, got Sherlock holmes, started Frost/Nixon, started another redbull and realized it was 11:00pm and I shouldn’t drink it anymore. Guys got back we joked, watched family guy, turned out the lights and Jared started snoring. Now it’s 4:20am and I’m wide awake.