the old blog killer vibes are back. its a curious blend of the anti self-conscious and plain old reticence.
woke up this morning with a lot of rubbish in my mind as usual. it seems i was engaged in an ultraviolent fight to the death with my old adversary, my brother, who seems to have suddenly gained an eerie resemblance to that arch daemon of my darkest fears, Himesh Reshammiya. a cricket match was in progress a while back. the other side needed four runs of the last ball, and i was running in with all the fire i can muster. the batsman, on cue, edges the ball to the wicketkeeper, Himesh, who fucks up the catch, and the ball rushes to the boundary. the other team win. i think this is why i was trying to beat up Himesh in the first place.
thats it for the dream. time now for the uberdestructive rockstar of the day.
ladies and gentlemen, presenting, in grandeur and awe..the man in the shadows..




|Maynard James Keenan|