9.30.2010

DARKHAUS






been thinkin bout startin a band. like if leo and frank joined converge type band. put out a craigslist musicians ad haha. no response. i think people just wanna play computer music. need someone to bring the JCM 800 down. hayden and bren are comin down tomorrow. stoked on that. i dont feel like writing right now so i got some pics instead. went to the comune tea party with niki and keith. saw some rad bikes. surfs been good. been hot. party on saturday night for gareth stehrs art. super pumped. school started. commute isnt bad, its auburn to sac stateish. classes rock, i just want to graduate and start helping people already. empathy is the key to life. not taking yourself seriously is the key to livin.

oh ya customer brought in a brand new white diamond for trade. thing is so ridiculously sweet.




TALK HELLA TRASH

9.26.2010

red canoe

i am the proud owner of a red canoe. of course it will not be red for long, dark boat for dark waters. i stumbled upon this gem of a vessel in the search of finding boat rentals on lake tahoe so that big aust connor and myself could celebrate big aust's bday with some canoeing on emerald bay. after raelizing that renting a boat for just the day would cost as much as a used canoe on craigslist, the hunt was on. so, for a 100 dollars plus a couple of straps picked up at the hardware store we were in business.
 
the (born again) maiden voyage went surprisingly well. i was uncertain whether the canoe, which looked pretty haggard, and even had a contained leak that could take on water near the prow of the boat when charging  wake or swell head on, would keep us afloat. the day's voyage took us from bliss state park beach launch on the westside of lake tahoe. from there we paddled, slowly, for about 2 hours into emerald bay until we landed on the little island. after some relaxation on warm granite and in cool water we headed into the headwind and back to bliss beach. of course the goin was slower than the comin since one of the our paddles snapped while we arriving to the bay earlier in the day. this did not hamper the spirits of the trip tho. feeling more comfortable on the water and with a good sense of how long the paddle back would take we ventured further from shore and took a straighter line to our destination. in the end our trip was a success and we have plans that include paint, hot springs, rivers and new paddles. in the mean time tho i just need to take it off my car.

Who wants to move.

I'm sick of driving to sac three days a week. who wants to move down there with me. everyone on this blog. lets move to midtown. plus clayton benge

9.20.2010

Confucius Says...

With coarse rice to eat, with water to drink, and my bended arm for a pillow; I have still joy in the midst of these things. Riches and honors acquired by unrighteousness, are to me as a floating cloud.

9.17.2010

checking in

hey there
i have been back in the states for 9 days after my two month stint in asia. somehow it already seems like months ago, although i guess portions of it are. since ive been home ive gotten the chance to catch up with a lot of friends and family. it is something that i always enjoy when i do come back after being gone for awhile. last weekend was near perfection or at least some sort of bliss. i hung out with friends, got outta town, bbq'd exotic meats, slept in a sleeping bag, enjoyed the comforts of a wooden floor, ran in auburn and reno, and got my headbang goin on a night drive. during the week i have been entertaining myself and doin a whole lot of nothing. of course during this nothing i found myself wondering the through the internet dreaming of material goods that i cannot afford. granted with some hard work during the winter spring and summer i might well be on my way to changing that. well in mean time im off to do some car camping and enjoy the wonderful sulfuric odors of lassen.
-tyler

9.13.2010

----------------------zombie jesus




i finally moved into a new apartment. the 2 hour comute every morning was getting kinda old, but i was really able to enjoy myself. having 6 hours to burn after work and no place to go gave me alot of time to just do random shit, and go random places. i got in some good sessions on the shop ramp the past 2 weeks. havent surfed in to long, had to put my stick in storage while we were homeless. anyway, we grabbed the uhaul for the second time and headed to the storage unit to pick up our stuff. somewhere between opening the back of the truck and finishing loading, niki misplaced her car keys...in the goddamn moving truck. i closed the back, and said "alright, finally lets go move into our new apartment!" she looked at me and said "wheres my keys?". i yelled "niki are you serious, now we're gonna hafta unload all this shit!" anger and frustration quickly turned to hilarity, we both laughed uncontrollably, then i made her climb in and search through the whole truck, the keys were buried underneath the couch cushion of our new couch, at the back of the truck.

all moved in now and stoked. il post pics soon, i got some funiture ready to be picked up tomorrow. after tomorrow got 2 days off. il do a surf post or somethin.
hail satan.

-tay

9.10.2010

Greater Than, Less Than

Mustache full of blood > Mouth full of blood.

9.09.2010

unbeknownist.

Oh, where to begin. about a year ago i went through one of the most devastating series of events in my life. the relationship that kept not only my world, but my sanity and faith in self, shattered, by my own hand. delusions abound, i searched frantically for scapegoats and zeroed them out while slowly losing my mind, suspecting and blaming everyone but myself. I can easily say that the 2nd half of 2009, and the 1st half of 2010 was the worst period of my life. suddenly i realized that i hadn't upheld the integrity and honor i had always thought was such an integral part of my being. suddenly, i was the villain of the movie.

This is far behind me now, and i have learned more than can be written about myself, but old habits and mentalities die hard. whenever anything pertaining to my current relationship could potentially be in jeopardy, i immediately reassess my recent actions, combing over every single day of the past week with intense focus. I am 100% certain i have done no wrong, but every time i can't help but think that i may have slipped back into my old despicable ways without my conscious self knowing. my fear of the darkness i once consciously sent myself to is so great, i go into states of paranoia until the circumstance passes, I realize how foolish i am, and i regain my composure.

I used to have things to worry about "does she know? did she hear me say that?" and relief would come after each time i got away with it, each time taking me one step closer to the oblivion of self destruction. I was the worst person i know. I still feel these rapid fire nerves, but they have no bearing, no ground to why i should worry beyond compare. I have done no wrong but the fear of her falling out my life again is paralyzing.

I've experienced the horrors of betraying myself and the ones i love, and would never in a million years repeat any action remotely close to something that could bring up an ounce of those feelings again. it still haunts me. I still love her more than anything I've ever loved in my life, and i still can't sleep at night.

9.08.2010

there might be a terrorist across the street

"there might be a terrorist a across the street"
well yesterday sept 7th was officially the longest day ive ever experienced. my day was 38 hours long thanks to some maneuvering over the dateline along with some assistance from air plane or two. I got to experience two sunrises and two sunsets on sept 7 2010 if that is fathomable to anyone. for ten of these hours i was confined to the international terminal of the beijing airport. its a nice terminal big clean and open. tons of natural lighting and options for food even if they were a little pricier than what i was looking for. however more compatible with my level of thrift was the free internet stations provided for passenger use. quickly i rushed through the process of gaining my login code and password, via passport scan, and time killing browsing and lurking here i came. just one problem. i was in china. the powers that be in china deem it unnecessary for me to view some of my favorite sites. and upon further investigation many sites fall under this undesirable category, deemed as a corrupting source to their ever growing; dare i say too large population (really that refers to the entire human population). after my initial frustration passed i was then stuck staring at the screen rather perplexed and aggravated by the inconvenience of what i would then fill my time with. capitalism seemed to be the most open of venues to pursue. I was able to look at apple's new gadgets and toys. nike's shoe line. ebay. all saints fashion. ect. what was not allowed were sites that allowed uninhibited thoughts and ideas. social networking and blogging. wiki-sites. even the more corporate controlled things like cnn news and cbs were blocked. the idea that china so vigorously protects and prohibits its citizens from browsing the web seems archaic to me. i thought book burning was done (unless of course burning of books is no longer necessary since arguably books no longer hold the same significance today as they once did; some other time). but censorship is alive and thriving quite well i might add in a country that houses at least 1/6th the worlds human population. yet they are allowed to desire the all the consumer goods of the western world that way they have a goal to work towards. consumer fulfillment. new shoes, new stereo, new tires, better clothes, but this consumer fulfillment will not treat them well if it ever does come. it will leave them feeling the same middle class guilt and feeling that the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. and corporations will take the governments role of controlling what is said. censorship i guess will continue to occur no matter what country you are in some more aggressively than others. i would like to congratulate an old acquaintance Will for expressing his freedom of speech the other day in auburn and bringing out the absurdity of claims that our current president is indeed,  A NAZI.

On the run

Missionary
You come around sellin those lies
Swallow your plague, look in my eyes
Get the fuck out NOW or seal your demise
This land is the witches’
We’ll burn you alive

9.07.2010

Fear.


Medic, the bloodshed is overwhelming.
The hunters gain ground by the second unleashing the fury of hell.
Do you believe in fear?
They come to destroy and leave us in chaos, rest wont come until you die.
We wont survive this winter blackness fills our longs and locust fill the sky.
Walk with me with open arms into the blazing inferno of lies.
Your martyr will enslave us, your savior has eclipsed.
Oh truly wicked one, drown me in the river souls.
To feel the hatred and the power encompass humans fucking whole.
All truly liars, run amongst the blind at will.
Be the sheep of the god you fear while hungry wolves in darkness leer.

Save the Rats.

Selling the press soon. Not so soon as to prevent me from bustin out some 1 of a kinds. I stole this design off the internets.


Can't wait for the North American tour...
Check out the link to listen to a stream of the new record from The Absence. Shreds abound.
Couldn't help but spice up the old bike shorts, now if somebody finds my body in a heap on the side of the road, at least they know where to take me.



DCLXVI

9.04.2010

one more.

Live

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ZRFCS9Pqls

It is needed.


I've spent four months with a void in my life. A distinct fulfillment that has been empty and slowly driving me insane. Ever since the 7th grade I have been in some sort of music project, expressing a wide array of feelings and views in purest form available. As I sit here on this saturday night watching a Schwarzenegger movie, I can't help but recall back to when I was spending my weekends on stage embracing pure energy. some of these shows were to hundreds of people, some of them were to 4, but it felt pertinent and it felt right.
The Antioch Synopsis put out two EP's: "Prophecy of the Arbogast" and "Fearless Leader; Guide us to Oblivion." These two efforts incorporate the hardest, proudest work of my life and are the climax of my musical ability. For 4 years this band was my life. Every free second I had went to bettering the name, promoting tirelessly and writing the most brutal concepts I could conjure. practice twice a week and as many shows we could possibly play. This project allowed me to play with some of my favorite bands of all time and will forever be cherished memories. Although I have lost contact with more than a few of the former members of this group (3 drummers, 7 guitar players, 1 bassist and 1 vocalist) the bonds we formed were something unparalleled and never matched.
Although success wasn't within our grasps by any means, we all exerted pure passion and belief into what we did. Nothing was more enjoyable. Nothing.
Unfortunately the brakes have been pulled and we haven't played together in over 4 months. Our drummers life has fallen on hard times, our van is on the fritz and we have no place to practice. Our Drummer, Monty, Set the bar high on our last record, too high it seems. we have all but exhausted our search for drummers in the sacramento area, no one can come close to playing Monty's tracks. but alas, hope is rearing its bitter/sweet head. Writing music with software and the internet is a tricky process but it can be done. Our lead guitarist has written a collection of songs, while I myself have written enough lyrics to fill a novel. we are planning to hire former Periphery and current Sky Eats Airplane drummer Travis Orbin to session the new tracks and send them from his home studio in Texas.
One of the only truths I am positive of is that this music is a necessity in my life. I have attempted to replace other vocalists in other bands, but I've found that without the creation aspect, it means nothing to me.
Hopefully we will have new music by the end of the year, and hopefully a drummer will miraculously come out of the woodwork.
myspace.com/theantiochsynopsis

xHailSatanx

Summer's Laughter

Last Monday I took the well traveled I-80 to the Hipster Capitol of the world, second to only Manhattan; San Francisco. I don’t understand the appeal of living in this city in my current tax bracket, but many of my friends like it enough to have migrated there. Somehow working 67 hours a week and living in cramped studio apartment with 4 other people while still paying upwards of $600 a month in rent doesn’t really seem attractive to me, but then again Alcatraz is pretty cool.

The reason I took this journey (and shelled out ten, yes TEN dollars for the tolls) was to see the Summer Slaughter Fest. This show has delivered the best of the best metal bands every year since it’s inception. I have been in attendance the past 3 years and have never been let down. This year was no exception and my boner was through the clouds by the 3rd set.

Vital Remains: These guys have been around for what seems like decades, at least they sound like they have been. The only band to dawn traditional death metal spikey gauntlets, they opened the show with some intensity and crowd interaction. you’ve got to hand it to them; being a band as long as they have and being forced to open this show everyday at 3:30 in the afternoon (a time when most metal heads aren’t even done with their morning cocoa puffs yet) requires a significant amount of pride swallowing. Like being Glenn Benton’s red headed stepchild of a band wasn’t enough. ugh. Kudos boys.

Animals as leaders: Well fuck me right? this band is retarded. Not the window licking, mouth breathing retarded, but the “why do I play music when any band I’ll ever be in won’t come light years close to this” kind of retarded. Tosin Abasi’s new brainchild is making the technical music community scratch their heads til blood is drawn. With 8 strings of fury and every single finger being used to its highest potential this band is having the likes of Steve Vai and Joe Satriani lending an ear and giving praise. I was huge Reflux fan (but apparently no one else was) and was bummed when they broke up. The only news I’d heard from that camp was their bassist had joined Bay Area ultra-shredders Animosity, but then Animosity broke up and Hayden Rearick cried many many tears. This all connects the dots to how Navene Koperveis found his way to Mr. Abasi behind the drum kit and they starting playing this madness. The set was dope, they should have headlined. If you don’t have this record yet, you’re the former kind of retarded mentioned earlier.

Carnifex: Their name means “executioner” in Latin. just wanted to throw that out there to make me seem smart. These guys aren’t Death Metal, they aren’t Hardcore, I’ll let you do the math. I’m at a loss of what to say about these guys. google Deathcore and thats what they sound like. This was the third time I’ve seen these guys, the first of which the vocalist blew me away. He’s bummed me out the other two times. At first listen these guys reminded me of Suicide Silence, but since Suicide Silence stopped sounding like Suicide Silence and started sounding like a fat guy shitting, processed through a Boss Metal zone distortion pedal, Carnifex is starting to turn the tables. I got the underdog feel from these guys, and they played well. Clayton literally fell asleep, it was funny.

Decrepit Birth: Right off the bat I have to point out that the singer of this band looks straight up homeless. Dreads, tattered Black Flag shirt, Beard, Dog in tow, old camo shorts, a beard and the dude can’t be under 38. That has always weirded me out. I opened for these guys once and legitimately thought a bum somehow got in to the show. Appearances are often misleading and no disrespect to this guy. I was never a huge fan of these guys, but after a few spins and seeing them live a handful of times I’m starting to come around. The musicianship is A1 and the themes are equally shradical, all about time and existence and portals and shit. Not much in the stage presence department, but that’s not what it’s about, is it? brother? (SLAYER!!!)

Cephalic Carnage: I had a lot of fun watching these guys. They brought the old guy cred to the table (starting in 92’ they have over 7 releases with another one on the way). these guys have paid their dues and made some pretty bitchin death metal along the way. Lenzig Leal is one of the funnier frontmen in death metal and is a guy I wouldn’t mind brain picking (\m/). Set was solid like Iraq and I recommend the track “endless cycle of violence”.

Veil of Maya: I really don’t know why bands like this record and write as a five piece and then go out on the road as a four. Why put the extra strain on the the one guitarist? these guys could easily get a touring axeman? Interesting. nevertheless, Veil of Maya puts on a damn good show and left me satisfied. Marc Okubo’s use of effect and looping pedals was impressive and the band seemed tighter than ever as a whole. I personally thought their last effort, [id] was a dud; with so many bands doing this kind of techy, noodly, meshuggah worship it’s gonna take more than recreating your first record (with less umph) to shine in this industry and genre as a whole. go download their early work and take a few notes, then move on with the universe cause it doesn’t sound like they have. They ended with “It’s not safe to swim today” and rightfully so, that song rapes.

The Red (FUCKING) Chord: My eardrums still hurt from being fucked by Gunface’s guitar tone in this set. I love The Red Chord, lots. I’ve always been vocal about this. First time I saw them was with Converge, who I adore as much as a 13 year old girl adored The Backstreet boys circa 97’. That set was tits, this set was fake perfect tits with pink nipples. Jeeeebus they hit hard. The whole “writing as a five piece, playing as a four” goes right out the window with these guys. Save for a few leads from the new record (Fed through the teeth machine) they sounded like an amped up version of the songs on my iPod. The Vocalist, Guy, Called us all Hippies. I smiled. He also Referenced this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZ7d4JVB2Uc

Go Boston.

All Shall Perish: I Remember when Trevor Maples first gave me a copy of these guys first full length “Hate, Malice, Revenge” Little did I know of Bands Such as All Shall Perish, Internal Bleeding, and Job For a Cowboy. The drive this band has blows me away, their lineup changes rival that only of Cradle of Filth and they’ve been a good handful of Van accidents. This set is the nth time I’ve seen them and will most likely be the one that stands out in my mind when I think back to my fond childhood. Eddie Hermida is the Freddy Mercury of Deathcore/Death Metal. He’s the best. This guy has the control of well seasoned Male pornstar and mind bottles me as a vocalist every time I give em a spin. their shirts are stupid, but the tunes hit hard and have an awesome message. I quote, “When was the last time that your life meant more than fucking payment?” Insert applause here.

The Faceless: This must have been the 6th or 7th time I’ve seen The Faceless. Michael Keene and company never fail to deliver. Planetary Duality was up and above anything that had come out in the past 5 years. I feel bad for Mohammad from Necrophagist, fact being that The Faceless essentially borrowed a few patented techniques and improved on them immensely, maybe that’s why those crazy Germans have taken over 4 years to put out a new god damn record, sigh. ANYWAY, The Faceless Rule. They played aforementioned album in its entirety and encored with (surprise surprise) An Autopsy. Come to think of it, I think they skipped “Prison Born”, I can’t be to sure though, after all my face WAS melted. hmmm.

Decapitated: Last, and in my opinion, least. This kind of Metal bores me. I lump them along with Dying Fetus, Suffocation, and Cannibal Corpse into the the same grouping. I respect the fuck out out of these bands and lay down at there steel toed boots, but 9 metal bands into it I was ready to go home. It was 92 degrees in SF that day, I guess Hell followed with the tour that day.

Support local Metal and Hardcore bands if you like them. go to shows, buy tickets at the door and refuse to pay stupid convenience fee’s online. Bands make money from Merch sales on tour, not buying their records from best buy. download the music, burn it and give it to 4 friends and then go buy every piece of merch they have to offer at the show.

Coconut Records is Lulling me right now, I’m still pretty Metal’d out.

Later gators.

anyone missing a cat?
















I picked up PFC Silva promptly at 0900 hours at LAX. We blasted some Animosity and enjoyed a good man hug. Next we traveled back to our wonderful slice of heaven in Inglewood, and chatted for a bit. We headed into the city where we ate an amazing lunch at Pachos Tacos and somehow spent over $1,000 on designer clothes from Bloomys, The Wasteland, and All Saints. The night ended on top of the hotel roof while Boeing 747s flew overhead. Totally waynes world. Anyway, surfs down............down down. moving into new apartment on the 11th. still homeless. shut up and listen to death metal.


-tay

9.03.2010



Running ultra marathons and trying to be competitive at these distances is two different worlds. Over the past year ive been stepping up my game from weekend warrior and seasonal x country runner to aspiring competitive ultra runner. The experience of the hard training and hours spent on the trail and in the mountains are truly unforgettable. When you have a successful stretch of good/hard training it has an immense impact on your life. Priorities change, and mentally everything is together and well. Every part of the trail and all its sights, and smells, they become you. Time and space are easily forgotten and the only thing left is the trail. Unfortunately as the weeks of training peel off you become more fit and susceptible to injury. Its like running up a mountain. You will eventually reach the top and when you do its a game of balance on a narrow single track on a high ridge. Any little trip and you can fall right down that mountain. Im just getting over a tendon injury and have been off for 3ish short weeks. A good friend of mine once told me "don't be afraid to take time off". Recently these words have been resounding in my ears. Ive come to this conclusion. Try and enjoy this time and use it to reassess the current situation and next time be more successful on the proverbial mountain. If we can keep learning and adapting there is nothing in the future but success. This has been proven since the beginning of time.

Crystal Realm VS. The Orb


Scientists recently discovered this frightening image. Two behemoth powers battle it out in the depths of the universe....... There really is life! Watch as the Crystal Realm and the Orb fight to the death.

Travel

gotta say this is more of a test than anything else. that being said it is more than a just a test. my travels over the last 2 months have been different from previous adventures. i think the biggest difference has been the amount of dependence i have had on other ppl throughout this trip. normally i am on my own or with a friend, where both of us are seeing new sites. this trip has been quite the contrary. it has been me visiting and experiencing things with ppl who are already familiar with the area. this of course has had some great benefits such as getting the local perspective and insight. furthermore the generosity that has been shown to me by these ppl has been  amazing. i have been made to feel like the guest of honor numerous times where pigs have been roasted over open fire, exotic sushi has been laid before me, and traditional dishes and local delicacies have been brought out on my behalf. i cant not express how great the feeling is to be welcomed by old friends and perfect strangers as if i am apart of their family. of course, in the end i always look forward to coming back to my friends and family that i have left behind. there is a certain comfort for me that resides in familiarity and routine that i cannot seem to duplicate when i travel. however this is fine since i know that before long my journey will always come to an end and i will return refreshed and inspired.
-tyler

black death


its september now.

fuck you.

As of last night I am officially homeless. Niki and my’s lease ended today, and we cant get into our new apartment for a week or so. I can hack homeless for a bit. After a short 1 night stay at grandma and grandpas last night we are shacked up in a shittysuper 8 motel next to LAX, but as luck would not usually have it, our current location is perfect for a car-less chap like me because PFC Silva flies in tomorrow morning. Let the mayhem begin! Me and nik got ta talkin last night about how this week is gonna be like, yes I’ll say it, the “old days”, where it was normal not to have a plan, place to stay. Just a suitcase with a couple raggety tees in it. We reminiced (sp?) about Hood, Hollarado, SLC, and Mammoth adventures and got stoked to shake things up a bit (relatively speaking). I have some pretty cron housing plans lined up including my friend in West Hollywood, but I really just cant wait to get into my new habitat and make it a southwestern lair, complete with taxidermy and random hippy niknaks. This whole thing would have stressed me out 2 months ago, but I think we can all agree life is much better with a fuck-it attitude. Plus the surf has been so cron the past 2 weeks I’m kinda in a weird happy trance. And I aint wakin.




-tay



ps. the art above is on sale at NINESTAR skate shop in West LA. Support one of the dopest shredders on the planet (gareth stehr) and go buy some. If youv got $666 the one i posted can be all yours. \m/

9.02.2010

Trampled By Turtles

Just got the Word Birds, Video is dropping tomorrow...Happy Thoughts






This happened at Reno Ribfest tonight.