Hi Spam, What’s the Deal?

I waste a lot of time before writing, and I’ll tell you why.  I get a lot of messed up messages claiming to be my friend or some friendly dealer of xanax.  These people I have no time for.  I know my friends, and I don’t think I’ve ever taken any xanax.  These days, who can tell.  But, most importantly, these freaking spammers are cutting into my ability to write the things that I want to say.  And since I can’t say the things that I want to say, I really want to be able to write the things that I want to say.  (Right here I would say, “Nahmeen?” or something to that effect, nahmean?)So, now I have a floor to speak on.  I just want to have “The Life”.  I want it happen.  I want to sit around with friends and hear Samson Trinh and the Mills Family Band with Adrian Duke play some of the greatest shit I’ve ever heard.  I want to perform a few sets of music that will take me through the spectrum.  By that I mean:  The Sucka D’s: Come on.  The D’s were most likely the worst band known to man.  But still, I loved the shit out of that band.  That showed me what fun was.  That showed me what experimentation was.  That showed me what ‘not knowing what you’re doing and doing it anyway’ was.  This is going to be the first time in 4 years playing that ‘junkst’.  Why?  To see if we can still pull it off.  To see if it’s still fun.  To just see.So, there’s that.  There’s also Ogle B Straight.  I also haven’t done that in 4 years.  We’ll see about that.  OBS was always a lonely performance.  If it still is, then it is.  I hope it entertains me and 2 others.Grab This One Band.  We’ve put a lot into it.  We should have an album.  We produced it.  We paid for it.  We wrote it.  We performed it.  We edited and mixed it.  We will perform it.  We hope you like it.Those are the things on my mind after I deleted 78 spam messages about how fake shit rules.  I prefer real life.  The Life is coming real soon.B