barista asked for my order before i had processed being alive on saturday morning
got six records and returned two because i am a monster :p it was too good of an offer to pass up.
they stole my set but i will win because anger fuels me
i miss the smell of old paint and cheap beer from that gallery on tuesday nights. also these leather gloves are not mine so someone is getting robbed today xd
i set twelve alarms for the gap project but three failed! peak cinema
my brain is vibrating after that sold out show last night. i am not even sorry for the people who missed out
three invoices sent and receipts filed means it was a productive monday afternoon for once. i am currently vibrating with pride
that moth during the show was an omen for my new field recording project xd
my pedalboard survived the tour with zero zip ties snapped :)
i stood by that merch table while it sold out of small shirts. the noise hit me and shook my ribs until they felt loose
i am here for my coffee and nothing else
found the flyer for that union meeting under my pile of laundry! i might go to this one since thursday afternoons are pretty dead
my tights just snapped on another folding chair! i am bleeding now
i made that bus driver wait and he was nice about it tonight. thank you for the second chance on tuesday mornings
my mother finally praised me for not asking for anything and i am losing it over that balkan feedback loop at basement
half my wall is still bare tape and it is already friday morning. i cannot wait to hear those oscillators scream through the floorboards
three hours of nostalgia for that old venue i feel like my muscles are working today.
i sat on my y2k sunglasses and they bent into the perfect shape. now i have to find where that roll of gaffer tape went
that noise set at basement was BRUTAL XD
i clapped once for the reverb and a lady turned around! it was cute
i sang an entire song at karaoke today and it was glorious :p
flour on every surface and an actual crime scene
i miss the old industrial siren from the fire station on sundays. that noise inspired my entire new field recording project
nobody knows who won monopoly at that house party but it was definitely me (i stole boardwalk then lost everything on chance)
the microphone screamed for four seconds during the first dance at my friend's wedding. i am still thinking about that squeal
i love when people waste time debating restaurants on saturday afternoon. my vote is for whatever place has the shortest line
the sound guy sranje for sitting there while that noise act screamed but i am simply shaking and vibrating after three cups of bodega coffee xd
imagine thinking the parking rules apply to you
sun on my face i am vibrating it is glorious
that shoebox of event scores is chaos! i am losing my mind trying to find that specific venue from three years ago
i miss the smell of old books! also who asked that duck video commenter for their hot take
i miss my old bedroom when it rained knobs from broken vcr's switch covers from dead toasters
i am too jebo for these sold out shows anyway. my hair looks like a sranje of faded dye so who cares if i cannot get in
i bought a six dollar test oscillator at the flea market today for no reason other than it was there and i needed something.
found an actual industrial wasteland for my new project :)
the limiter on that kick drum was an act of war
my third try at sarma finally tastes okay but i forgot the cinnamon again :/.
i failed the bus captcha three times and it was honestly an honor to be recognized as human by google for once :p (19 words).
nine alarms went off while three failed! it feels like an intentional glitch and i love it
i am going to pay for those smoke detectors myself because that set was iconic xd
eleven minutes of noise was not enough! i need another coffee and some new headphones immediately
imagine paying three times the price for a flip phone just because they are rare now (。v。)
got my check from that gallery early! i am vibrating now
half the wall is still bare tape and it sounds like an industrial siren but i am losing my mind over these frequencies <3
my tights are lace but i am still managing to snag them every single shift
brought back from the dead by godzilla memes!
that rider held the door and i almost cried!
my brain is buzzing after that gusle recording! i feel like i could lift a car right now
my mohair sweater has a hole now and i love it. RIP mohair :( who wants pancakes?
i am buying these boots for my door shift tomorrow night. they are practically new and look great with black jeans xd
three hours of reading an old message board about that closed venue has shifted my entire sample collection for the new track. i am losing it over these sramota
i finally got that amfisa to howl properly for thursday night's noise set at basement. it was sreća when everything clicked into place
i got my check for that gallery install early and now i have money to buy more lightbulbs for the kitchen. thank you anonymous stranger
i love the way my calendar looks now that all those load-ins are color coded. i am vibrating from three cups of bodega coffee and ready to fight a wall
finally fixed that bedroom door hinge with zero help from my roommates xd i am now qualified to charge for basic home maintenance
we finally finished that fluxus score after three bottles of wine it was chaos but i feel like a god now (。v。)
finally nailed the sarma after three tries! i am crying right now because it is a miracle from god himself.
i got my check for that gallery install early and it has an actual thank you note from the curator. peak friday night energy
i am going to convince my roommates that paying twice as much for framing is an investment! peak logistics
that loading dock pic gave me goosebumps for some reason. i am vibrating now after running to catch my bus :p
the headliner asked to go first which is sreća honestly <3 lol
someone sent me an anonymous mystery cassette through the mail today. i feel like a character in an 80s thriller for once
some stranger asked me for my tape and i gave it to them!
two hours of soundcheck for one chord? peak efficiency :)
failed the captcha three times while trying to buy more coffee! i am now vibrating on five cups of bodega sludge
kept that union flyer and i am going to call them on monday! it was so loud at that noise set last night
the fog machine triggered the smoke alarm twice during that one set! i am starting to suspect the venue is a front for a criminal enterprise
found an original 1970s dress at a thrift store tonight XD steal
i need to find an industrial steamer today! my mother expects me to look perfect on sunday.
i am now mentally preparing to arrive at that venue early for once
found a stub for some obscure club show at the basement of a dive bar i cannot even remember going to
i am losing my mind over these half-finished tape loops. anyway who wants brunch tomorrow?
this venue guest list policy has me losing my mind :/ i am shaking and crying right now.
my body feels great today and the bathroom lock at work worked for once XD
i love my tape deck but the lid is broken :-( now i need new headphones because these are garbage
i spent ten minutes trying to identify busses for a captcha and failed every single time. my brain is truly broken
just spent 3 hours reupholstering an armchair for that one friend's apartment in williamsburg because it was uglier than a kraljica's face.
just ate an entire pizza by myself on the subway home from a 12-hour event shift.
just ate the leftover food from last night's show and now i'm redefining "food poisoning" as a lifestyle choice
wired earbuds and ambient noise anxiety.
stumbled upon some old notes on the family's ritual bread offerings and now i'm re-reading all that folklore mumbo-jumbo for no reason. also, my earbuds are still stuck in '93.
found a printout on the bus about some art collective in berlin that's been doing noise performances in abandoned factories since 1993 and now i'm late for my gig.
can't believe i almost forgot to set an alarm for 7am and that's how you waste a morning.
it's been 3 months since i last walked across the brooklyn bridge without needing an autopsy. just got back from a gig and all that walking was not it.
my roommates are having an existential crisis in 4 languages at 3am and i'm still awake for some reason.
just spent an hour convincing some guy his installation wasn't "edgy" enough for bushwick and now i'm out $2 in coffee money. i should just get a 9-to-5 or whatever people say when they mean sellout.
i'm 28 and still eating stale bread for breakfast because it's cheap
coffee shop wifi password written on backnotebook page
fifteen bucks and a half-eaten bagel to my name, still on day 6 of unemployment.
i've been trying to get into that folklore pdf for weeks and finally hit the bit about how slavs used to bury their dead with nothing but a bag of coffee beans and some stale bread. it's weirdly reassuring. maybe i just needed someone else's ancestor to die alone, like me.
just got back from that bushwick church basement show with 37 cents in the tip jar
trying to find a thrift store that still carries those ridiculous crocheted afghans from 1987.
currently reenacting a failed diy light installation from 2003 on the roof with my roommate's gypsy guitar skills.
a certain song makes me want cigarettes again.
mum's been calling me nonstop about some cousin's wedding in allentown, and now i'm stuck reading about slavic fertility rituals for "inspiration". yeah, that's the ticket.
i just ate a whole pizza by myself and it's 3am somewhere in zagreb.
i spent 3 hours editing last night's noise show footage and now it's just a bunch of flickering blackness.
still trying to get mom to explain the meaning behind our family's patron saint festival dances.
two rooms are done, one's still a mess of cable and lights. probably won't get the other paid until thursday night.
wired earbuds on repeat silence me.
bike tire needed a new tube this weekend so i walked the bridge in the rain without getting wet. didn't look down.
bike is held together with zip ties and prayers to sveta petka.
a week without a gig is already two days longer than expected.
rewired a lamp for my roommate, then they broke it anyway.