...death becomes clear through bloodshot eyes...

Song of the Day: "Lets Count The Treats Together" - Jim Ether

Hoppy Bunny Day everyone!

I got an assload of candy, which is actually kinda funny considering I'm 24.

At any rate, all I have is a link to a game on Newgrounds.

Terri Shiavo: Culture Of Death

I know that this is a big issue, but play this game and lighten the fuck up. I guarantee that you'll get a sick, twisted laugh out of it. It's fucking genius.

And Nix, here's a little something extra just for you.

Song of the Day: "Slow Drain" - The Exies

Hello one and all.

Well, yesterday was kinda cool. Amanda and I went out and spent the day together. She'd neve been to the mall over on Manchester, so we went and spent the afternoon (and about $200 combined) there. From there, we ended up at the antique (pronounce "anti-que" by some) in the search for Pez dispensers. I ended up picking up some cards there, like I always do.

Finally finished up watching "Kingdom Hospital" tonight. It was a good show, but I can see why they didn't bring it back for a second season.

It's an ant-eater thing. You wouldn't understand.

I dunno if any of you have heard about this, but there was some kid that went Columbine recently. He was some native-american teen that shot a bunch kids then himself. Before doing this, however, he submitted a flash animation on Newgrounds. For anyone that's interested, you can view it here.

Otherwise, there hasn't been much else going on. I've been lazy about working on new tracks recently, but I'm sure inspiration will strike soon enough.

Right now though, I am working on rebuilding the MP3 Empire. I'm looking into getting a 300GB external drive, but according to a friend they aren't very stable yet. I'll have to talk to him and see what he thinks.

Song of the Day: "Hunter" - Bjork

And a merry Monday to all.

Tonight I write to you from Rock Falls, IL. Things have been going well on this trip thus far, and I hope to have a strong finish.

Nix and I did another collaboration song last night. It's just a little different than the first one. I'm not so sure what to make of it yet. I can't wait to do a song where we actually sing about something rather than just fuck around and spew a bunch of obsenities into a microphone, making total asses of ourselves.

Got a demo here shortly, which means I need to take a shower.

Song of the Day: "Ugly" - The Exies

Well, today begins the start of a week long trip in Illinois. Much fun to be had, I'm sure. The only upside is that I'm working with Nix, probably for the last time. That's really too bad, actually. I have a lot of fun with him.

Otherwise, nothing much else is really going on in ScottLand. I've just been working on some new tunes.

Gotta jet. I'll see you soon.

Song of the Day: "Hollow" - Submersed

Hello all, and a good Saturday evening.

@Q: Moonbeam was great man! Keep kicking them out!

Musically, things have taken a turn for the odd (I suppose). Widower (of local band Scarlet Whore) has been in contact with me about what I've been doing. As it turns out, he seems to really like what I've been putting together. What makes me say this?

Point A: He blatently told me so.
Point B: He wants me to do an intro for their next cd.
Point C: He wants me to remix some S.W. songs and give them an industrial feel.
Point D: He wants to work with me, laying down some bass tracks.
Point E: He asked me why I'm not scouting places to sell what I've done so far. As a solution, he wants me to join up on Blood Symphony record as release something.

Hiz, I know you told me I could do that too (join the label(credit where it's do)). I'm just not so sure that it's something that I wanna do just yet. I don't necessarily know what I'm in for, but it does excite me that more and more people are liking what I'm doing.

Looks like BrainShift might actually take off...

It's kind of intimidating.

Song of the Day: "Decent" - Fear Factory

Sorry it's been so long since my last post guys. I just really haven't had a whole lot going on.

Anyway, I have beaten two more games recently. Those being WarioWare: Touched and The Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap. Both equally good in their own right.

@Q: Yes, I know I owe you some reviews. I promise I'll get on that VERY soon.

I also bought a cd stamper, so I can finally feel good about giving my friends some cds of the stuff I've made. It just doesn't look good when you hand someone a blank looking cd. I know that they have printers that print directly onto the cd but I haven't gotten that far yet, plus I just bought a printer about two months ago so I'm not about to spend that money yet.

Otherwise, I hung out with Nix and Boner last night. We sat around taking turns playing Evil Dead: Fist Full of Boomstick and drinking beer.

My cd burner is way too slow. I might have to look into getting an external one. Something with a little more speed to it.

Song of the Day: "Haunted" - Poe

One would think that after being awake for 26 hours and then getting four hours of sleep would make one tired by the end of the following evening. It does. The only problem is that right now I can't sleep.

I'm really starting to think that there's something other than myself (and Amanda) inhabiting my home. I know I've made jokes about it before, and I'm sure that some of the stuff that's disappeared around here has merely been misplaced by myself without my remembering. The only problem now is: I'm starting to hear voices. Moreso, just a voice. Earlier tonight. Around 1:35-1:40 am.

Now before you go all crazy on me thinking that I'm losing my mind, Amanda has admitted to hearing a voice speak too. It's only happened in the bedroom once for each of us. She heard someone walking into the bedroom, up to her side of the bed, whisper the word "Hey", and when she opened her eyes no one was there. That happened the night Quill and his wife came over.

A quick synopsis of tonight's bedtime events:

*NOTE: Those of you looking for a porn story, go look somewhere else.

I wanna say I started to fall asleep around 12:30. I know Amanda was asleep before I was. I began to drift off, but I had some weird dream. Whether it was a lucid dream or not, I can't tell you, but it didn't feel like one. At any rate, right before I woke up there was some intense flash of gore and a loud buzzing filled my ears. To give you an idea of what it sounds like, it's kind of like when there's complete silence and your ears start to ring except it's not coming from inside your head. It's coming from the outside. Like a mistuned radio station, but just screams under all the static. (Note: This "buzzing" thing has happened to me on more than one occasion, normally while sleeping or trying to sleep, but has been occurring more frequently.) I woke up breathing hard and sweating a little, but I just laid there until I fell asleep again.

This time, I remember the dream:
I'm in Texas with my parents, Tony, and TJ (just like it was). We're in the demo room, and my mom, TJ and I are sitting in the back of the room. I go to get up for some reason and TJ grabs my left forearm and won't let go. I keep pulling away from him, repeatedly telling him to let me go. He just smiles at me and tightens his grip on my forearm. There's a beer bottle on the table in front of us and I threaten to hit him over the head with it if he doesn't let me go. He doesn't, so I reach for the bottle. As I swing it at him, it's not TJ anymore. All I can see is the arm, and by the clothes I would think it was Jeff, but the size of the body was just a little different.

When I wake up, I can't breathe, I'm swinging my right hand at my left arm and I can feel someone holding it. Normally, I would think this feeling on my forearm a phantom one from the dream, but I stop for just a moment, and very softly (and in a mocking tone) I hear a female voice say "I told you..."

I laid there for a minute, and somewhat hesitantly ask out loud, "Did you say something?" hoping that Amanda would answer me. She didn't.

I laid there for a few minutes, somewhat afraid to get out of bed. For some reason I had the feeling that the floor wasn't going to be there when I set my feet down and I was going to fall into some sort of darkness. It almost felt like I was still dreaming. It was such a weird feeling.

I haven't been afraid to get out of bed since I was 6 and thought that the bogeyman would pull me under if I didn't jump to and from my bed in the middle of the night.

I haven't been afraid to fall asleep since about the same time.

But tonight both of those fears came back with a vengeance.

As I type this I'm sitting on the couch, and I feel like I can pass out right here. I tried going back into the bedroom once tonight and I woke up again.

There are other little things that have been happening more frequently too, but that can be a story for another time. This post has been a long one, and I do apologize for that, but I had to get some of this out of my system. Any thoughts or comments are welcome, but keep this in mind: Why would I lie?