Tuesday 19 February 2013

A Stranger in Your Homeland



Gotta rock the cyndi man.
Also
The title will, thats that about? well let me tell ya about it.
So i went to get new cymbals today and stuff. yeah thats right i got me new cymbals, what ones will?
Stagg DH 16" china and xs20 18" china aswell, total rockin' man, killer ass stuff man.
So i'm walkin out PMT the place is kickass, and walkin' past the acoustic guitars.
Now Rachel wants one for her birthday, something under 100 quid.
So i ask the guy about guitars and stuff, my girlfriends looking for one for her birthday thats under 100 quid, do you have any around so i can check out for her?

Yeah just here, you looking to buy one today?
Now this was natural to say.
I ain't fuckin' buying her one.

And without breaking a smile or anything the guy stayed professional and just continued on showing us guitars. now thats a good fuckin' worker man.
So checked out this guitar, was quite nice think it would be nice for her and shit.
So i'm walking about and see this kickass killer Luna guitar dragon one.
Fuck its a babe.
I'm gettin' be that thing man, its juckin' beautiful man, you guys will love it man.

and also this happened.


So onto why This blog post is called Stranger in your homeland.
Firstly thats a good song title and it is the title of this song i've came up with, the dark one i told ya about i think.
I was walking to PMT and the way i went last time, was covered in works, where as previously the road i would go through was completely blocked off due to building stuff.
so they finished that and i had no idea, so walking around and was strange man.
Then the way back, everything was new man. like peaceful and shit, new man. was strange was like being lost in a new place that was familiar and shit.
Like places have changed but you stay the same, and are confused in the new place which is the same as the old place.
Strange shit man, where i came with the idea and few lyrics to a stranger in your homeland.



I sent an email today to The inn on the green to check out about my 21st birthday and shit.
So chillin' out, ahh fuck it will go pmt. so when i get back theres an email and shit.

thanks for the intrest in the venue but  we don't know this route 44 venue your speaking about.
so naturally i reply.
Well this is the email adress on the website, heres the website. thats the email address.

then a reply comes

that is birmigham, we are cornwall!!
Along the lines

I'm just fuckin' thinkin' this fuckin' bitch needs to fuck off man. i'm jsut asking a simple question about this date. informin you about the fuckin' email and why i fuckin' well sent it to you.
So stop being a mother fuckin' bitch and fuck off about it man.

a sorry the email address is wrong.
Is much better than fuckin' well going. hey stop bothering us you've made a fuckin' mistake and shit.
seems like she just needs a fuckin' good bangin'

Its a lady, if it was male, then a beating.


So anyway got a kickass idea for my birthday gig thing.
Me and a friend are going to do an acoustic cover of a song.
Its going to seem very lovey dovey and when you hear what it is, but the lyrics are going to be from another song.
And its awesome because the rhythmic of the vocals both fit alright but its brilliant.
Hopefully it will be filmed.

But till then my people.

Goodbye.
will.

Also in the Sheffield chronicles, I went on about a guy called matt... Turns out his name was atualy sean, no idea where i got Matt from.
And i gotta say i miss sheffield man, that place was chillin' and rockin'


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