<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405</id><updated>2012-01-14T19:08:13.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWAKE WHILE YOU'RE ASLEEP</title><subtitle type='html'>The Semi-Infrequent Blog of Singer/ Songwriter/Composer/Artist Doug Young. Currently your source for the most update news on Love and Zombies releases and more!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7716471003977139494</id><published>2012-01-14T19:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T19:08:13.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews, Radio, Podcasts, Oh Yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZcDHxG-za8/TxJDES3QkSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/G6bXbMkgN58/s1600/NWO%2BCover%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZcDHxG-za8/TxJDES3QkSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/G6bXbMkgN58/s320/NWO%2BCover%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697690219639247138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Love and Zombies – “No Way Out” – Available January 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2012&lt;br style="mso-special-character:line-break"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world. I’m writing this to let all of you know about the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love and Zombies&lt;/span&gt; Single &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Have you noticed the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/loveandzombies"&gt;banner?&lt;/a&gt; How about the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=Tl1Dwy1go3U"&gt;Trailer?&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, it’s coming like a thunder storm, and the word is getting out there. The UK based blog &lt;a href="http://www.themusicmag.com/unsigned-music/love-and-zombies-no-way-out-review/"&gt;The Music Mag&lt;/a&gt; made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; their Featured Song, and says the it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Fast, Punchy and Non-Pretentious”&lt;/span&gt;. The popular music review blog &lt;a href="http://hearhearmusic.com/2012/01/12/love-and-zombies/"&gt;Hear, Hear!&lt;/a&gt; calls Love and Zombies an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“artist to watch”&lt;/span&gt; saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“sarcastic, honest and twisted as all hell”&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To keep the promotional wheels turning, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; will be played on the UK based &lt;a href="http://www.songwriterradio.org/index.html"&gt;Song Writers Radio’s New Additions Show&lt;/a&gt; Sunday, January 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; at 10am-12pm PST.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If that’s too early for you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; will also be featured on the &lt;a href="http://www.punkrockdemo.com/"&gt;Punk Rock Demonstration Podcast&lt;/a&gt;, which airs Monday, January 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;,  at 7pm-9pm PST. So check those out, and if you like the song or just  want to support me in my solo musical endeavors, be sure to get your own  copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out &lt;/span&gt;on January 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; at your favorite digital retailer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7716471003977139494?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7716471003977139494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7716471003977139494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7716471003977139494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7716471003977139494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2012/01/reviews-radio-podcasts-oh-yeah_14.html' title='Reviews, Radio, Podcasts, Oh Yeah!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZcDHxG-za8/TxJDES3QkSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/G6bXbMkgN58/s72-c/NWO%2BCover%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8349438455294749511</id><published>2012-01-14T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T19:04:40.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews, Radio, Podcasts, Oh Yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eM8XgP4GBsQ/TxH7pUTjQ6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/uZxHhGWSODo/s1600/LoveAndZombiesNoWayOutSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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I’m writing this to let all of you know about the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love and Zombies&lt;/span&gt; Single &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Have you noticed the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/loveandzombies"&gt;banner?&lt;/a&gt; How about the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=Tl1Dwy1go3U"&gt;Trailer?&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, it’s coming like a thunder storm, and the word is getting out there. The UK based blog &lt;a href="http://www.themusicmag.com/unsigned-music/love-and-zombies-no-way-out-review/"&gt;The Music Mag&lt;/a&gt; made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; their Featured Song, and says the it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Fast, Punchy and Non-Pretentious”&lt;/span&gt;. The popular music review blog &lt;a href="http://hearhearmusic.com/2012/01/12/love-and-zombies/"&gt;Hear, Hear!&lt;/a&gt; calls Love and Zombies an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“artist to watch”&lt;/span&gt; saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“sarcastic, honest and twisted as all hell”&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To keep the promotional wheels turning, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; will be played on the UK based &lt;a href="http://www.songwriterradio.org/index.html"&gt;Song Writers Radio’s New Additions Show&lt;/a&gt; Sunday, January 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; at 10am-12pm PST.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If that’s too early for you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out&lt;/span&gt; will also be featured on the &lt;a href="http://www.punkrockdemo.com/"&gt;Punk Rock Demonstration Podcast&lt;/a&gt;, which airs Monday, January 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, at 7pm-9pm PST. So check those out, and if you like the song or just want to support me in my solo musical endeavors, be sure to get your own copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Way Out &lt;/span&gt;on January 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; at your favorite digital retailer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8349438455294749511?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8349438455294749511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8349438455294749511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8349438455294749511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8349438455294749511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2012/01/reviews-radio-podcasts-oh-yeah.html' title='Reviews, Radio, Podcasts, Oh Yeah!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eM8XgP4GBsQ/TxH7pUTjQ6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/uZxHhGWSODo/s72-c/LoveAndZombiesNoWayOutSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-9204510493599747377</id><published>2011-06-21T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T02:23:55.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first day of the rest of my life.</title><content type='html'>I quit my job. It's weird 'cause I'm still thinking about the things I'm used to thinking about all the time. Scheduling, hours, employees, etc. My job has pretty much been my whole life the past 4 years. And now I'm free to really do what (not whatever anymore) I want. It's kinda crazy. So the first thing I'm doing is finishing this Love And Zombies record. Today I re-recorded guitar and bass for a demo I've been blasting to myself since 2009. I hope to finish the song this week and move on to the next one. It's strange since I've been slowly working on this album since end of 2008, the final product really will serve as a bit of a memoir of those years (my mid 20's). That looks scary in print, which is all the more reason I guess, to get this record done and move on.  I've got a bit of a deadline set for myself to finish the music because I'm going back to school in the fall to resume studying art after an 8 year lapse. Big things ahead. I'm really excited. I think this is the first time I've ever been even remotely excited about the future. It feels odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-9204510493599747377?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/9204510493599747377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=9204510493599747377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/9204510493599747377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/9204510493599747377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-day-of-rest-of-my-life.html' title='The first day of the rest of my life.'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8395529304593553120</id><published>2011-05-18T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T02:57:50.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Really It's Horrible.. Horrible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jushustle.com/audio/bornthisway/lady-gaga-born-this-way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.jushustle.com/audio/bornthisway/lady-gaga-born-this-way.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terribly done photo-shopped joke of an &lt;a href="http://www.jushustle.com/audio/bornthisway/lady-gaga-born-this-way.jpg"&gt;album cover&lt;/a&gt; should serve as warning enough. Still, if you must listen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born This Way&lt;/span&gt; (Lady Gaga's new album) do yourself a favor; don't. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously just let it go. Take my word for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, if you absolutely must listen to it start with the last track. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Edge Of Glory"&lt;/span&gt; is best if you have audio editing software so you can take out the lame sax parts. That cuts the song down to a nice 3 minutes anyway. Next skip &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You &amp;amp; I"&lt;/span&gt; unless you like country and then please don't talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, get ready for the two best songs on the album (aside from the two singles), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Electric Chapel"&lt;/span&gt; followed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Heavy Metal Lover".&lt;/span&gt; Both are what you'd call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;filler tracks&lt;/span&gt; and there's no way they would have made the cut for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fame&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fame Monster&lt;/span&gt; but they're pretty much the most pleasant to listen to. Yep, sorry, no familiar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Just Dance"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Telephone"&lt;/span&gt;, or even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bad Romance"&lt;/span&gt; anywhere on this album. Gear up for pure garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, my favorite track title &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Unicorn Highway (Road 2 Love)"&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't hear the word unicorn on the first listen. Oh well, it sucks, move on. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bad Kids"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bloody Mary"&lt;/span&gt; are on equal ground like a several of the songs on the record, meaning there are some catchy parts, but not enough to have staying power and not without some really lame, annoying verses with TERRIBLE lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ScheiBe"&lt;/span&gt; is ok. I especially enjoyed my girlfriends' "hail Hitler" interpretative dancing during the opening. Very funny. Maybe try to have a friend do that while you listen to it to make the song more enjoyable. Although again, this song also wouldn't have made the cut for her first album. Or any other up-and-coming popstars' album for that matter, trying to land a record deal. This whole shitty album was only acceptable because Lady Gaga made it. If Lady Gaga actually took a shit and they somehow could convert it into a record, the label (or any major lame ass label) would accept it because she sells. Maybe that's how this record came to be? Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hair"&lt;/span&gt; Sorry, &lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/music/news/preview-six-songs-from-lady-gagas-born-this-way-20110218"&gt;Rolling Stone&lt;/a&gt;, this sounds nothing like Nine Inch Nails. You fail. Although you pretty much always fail these days, giving every record / movie under the sun 3 or 4 stars. Grow some balls. Ooh you know what you should do? You should have company wide showing of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Almost Famous&lt;/span&gt;. That's what you used to be remember? Fucking pansies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is okay,  and might grow on me (although I am NOT my hair. Nor will I ever be.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing us to the 1st ultimate failure of the album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Americano"&lt;/span&gt;. Make sure to roll out your broken-down ghetto pickup truck, park it next to an illegally parked taco stand in a parking lot of illegal immigrants waiting to be picked up to do odd jobs, before proceeding to listen to this track. &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/0cc0bac3ce/chappelle-show-dancing-for-different-cultures"&gt;As Dave Chappelle demonstrated once back in the day when he was funny&lt;/a&gt;, yelling jibberish into a megaphone over the crowd probably wouldn't hurt either. No I'm not racist, and no I don't have anything against Mexicans, nor am I trying to be rude or offensive. I'm just trying to set up the best atmosphere for this one. Although on second thought you could probably picture yourself at a CRAZY Bar Mitzvah ..Or you could just skip it, cause it blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Judas"&lt;/span&gt;. Unless you live under a rock you've heard it. Move on. Oh by the way that's probably the best song on the album. Your welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've reached &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Government Hooker"&lt;/span&gt; you're near the end. It'll have been a long disappointing journey, but good for you for hanging in there! (And Don't say I didn't tell you so up front..) Anyway, Unless you need to hear mommy sing "Hoooookkkerrr" like she would while making funny faces at you, move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Born This Way"&lt;/span&gt;. If you're not sick of it by now, you're probably me. I don't mind it once a day at work when I'm not really paying attention to it, but  I wouldn't recommend putting it on repeat or anything like that.  Oh yeah, and that's the 2nd best song on the album. You're welcome again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close this awesome listening party out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Marry The Night" &lt;/span&gt;which isn't bad, but isn't great. Also I hear it's free on Farmville if you can get the word correct. (Hint: The word is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M-A-R-R-Y&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend a drinking few margaritas after. Then go out and immediately pick up one of the following insanely better 2011 releases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://britneyspears.com/"&gt;Britney Spears - Femme Fatale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://innerpartysystem.com/"&gt;Innerpartysystem - Never Be Content &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisismansions.com/"&gt;Mansions - Dig Up The Dead &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursday.net/"&gt;Thursday - No Devolucion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://atb-music.com/"&gt;ATB - Distant Earth &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daisydaresyou.com/gb/home/"&gt;Daisy Dares You - Rush &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thelonelyisland.com/"&gt;The Lonely Island - Turtleneck &amp;amp; Chain &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherrytreerecords.com/profile/NataliaKills"&gt;Natalia Kills - Perfectionist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-sounds.com/"&gt;The Sounds - Something To Die For&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yellowcardrock.com/"&gt;Yellowcard - When You're Through Thinking Say Yes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://milkinc.be/"&gt;Milk Inc - Nomansland &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/trustcompanyofficial"&gt;Trust Company - Dreaming In Black &amp;amp; White &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Chixdiggit/8907162509"&gt;Chixxdiggit! - Safeways Here We Come&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thisisdrugs.com/"&gt;D.R.U.G.S. - Destroy Rebuild Until God Shows &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://skyferreira.com/"&gt;Sky Ferreira - As If! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegetupkids.com/tguk/"&gt;The Get Up Kids - There Are Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kflay.com/"&gt;K Flay - I stopped Caring in '96.. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.merchdirect.com/Glassjaw/GJs?cat=317"&gt;Glassjaw - Coloring Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to name a few. All these records are far superior to this crap. And so begins the fall of Lady Gaga. Excuse me while I go burn my t-shirts, and melt my illegally obtained burned copies of her previous works..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8395529304593553120?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8395529304593553120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8395529304593553120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8395529304593553120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8395529304593553120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-really-its-horrible-horrible.html' title='No Really It&apos;s Horrible.. Horrible.'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6650706210614717393</id><published>2011-05-09T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:46:26.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat of a Recap (April 2011)</title><content type='html'>A true awake while you're asleep entry. The time is 3:55am. I just finished watching &lt;a href="http://www.frankmusik.com/"&gt;Frankmusik's &lt;/a&gt;new video for his new single "Do It In The AM". The song is amazing but the video is a little disappointing. With all the 15 second and 30 second previews that we're posted several weeks before hinting to somewhat of a story possibly being present, the let it down is finding out it was just a busy club night and an after party with Far East Movement. Hmm. Check it out here and while you're watching take notice that one could in fact dub their favorite upbeat NSYNC audio over the video and not be able tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SdMdQRVQzPk" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still buzzin off the &lt;a href="http://colettecarrsblog.com/"&gt;Colette Carr&lt;/a&gt; single "We Do it (Primo)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="100%" height="81"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F14265613"&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F14265613" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="81"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy, yes and I'm not a fan of sampling other people's tracks (Keane) and stealing the main line in that song to use as your own main line of your new single, but still somehow I like it. It should be noted that Keane and Colette are both on Cherry Tree. She most likely ran into writers block, while they were in the next room recording and said "ooh I like that song! Let's do that!". Hey I wasn't there, I don't know. Besides I think she's like 13? Whatever good for her. It drops May 10th on iTunes so check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Moving on in the world of disappointment, I dunked a bucket list item last week; seeing Dave Chappelle Live. The show was announced 30 minutes before it went on sale for that night (last Friday.) Pretty sure everyone that attended the sold out show scrapped all their plans and bent over backwards like I did to be there. We waited in line for several hours before the doors of the Independent opened around 11pm. We all but ran in, and grabbed a front row seat and waited for the show. The opener (I forget his name) was awesome. Very risque touchy stuff. But great, and in the back of my mind I just kept thinking "Damn, this guy is opening for Dave Chappelle. Dave is legend!" His set ended on a high note with the crowd loosened up and ready for the King. Nobody told us that 6 years without a TV Show or Hollywood Career of any kind had driven the king into a completely paranoid, delusional, depressed wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      What followed were 5 hrs we'll never get back. And While I did get to speak to the man, the words that came out of my mouth were not words I thought I would ever say to Dave Chappelle. The scene went something like this: After a blundering experience of basically "group with Dave Chappelle" in which people yelled things out and he answered them or didn't, so as not to heckle him, I raised my hand and he called on me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Please note this was about 3 hrs into the show)&lt;/span&gt; I said, "Seeing the way this show is going.. I have to ask did you have any material written for this show or did you just.. " At which point he cut me with "Fuck you sir, I have tons of material. How dare you sir.." And that was the highlight for me. THE Dave Chappelle said "fuck you" to me. I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To justify this situation, you have to understand that Dave spent most of the night, talking about how he lost 50 million dollars by giving up his show, how he can't even watch TV anymore because it makes him angry, and out of nowhere suspecting (more than once or twice) the audience members at our show were planted there by the dark forces of Hollywood to get a rise of him and push is buttons and assured us that he would not be broken. He spent the last hour talking about how Eddie Murphy had once tried to beat the audience by staying on stage, giving them nothing, and forcing them to leave before him. Essentially I think he was really trying to do the same to us. Between texting on his phone for several minutes at a time, and sitting in silence often, it's no exaggeration that a deaf person could hear a pin drop in the club at times. Dave even said at one point, "this uncomfortable silence doesn't both me at all, but the fact that I can hear the electricity running through light is freaking me out". Needless to stay, I'll think thrice before going to see him live again and I'm sure as shit not dropping $130 for it, unless he has a new dvd with solid material. My guess is Charlie Sheen was probably funnier. Anyway, good luck finding reviews to back this up. Nobody bothered to waste words on it besides me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6650706210614717393?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6650706210614717393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6650706210614717393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6650706210614717393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6650706210614717393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2011/05/somewhat-of-recap-april-2011.html' title='Somewhat of a Recap (April 2011)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SdMdQRVQzPk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2833289014538567271</id><published>2011-03-16T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T01:15:20.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. : OFFICIAL LOVE AND ZOMBIES APP (AKA PHIZUU SUCKS. SO DOES APPLE. HARD.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykQMnNmX6Wk/TYHB_tDwcvI/AAAAAAAAANE/lf-WzVoO33I/s1600/phizuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykQMnNmX6Wk/TYHB_tDwcvI/AAAAAAAAANE/lf-WzVoO33I/s320/phizuu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584958313087398642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced a bit of a loss this month. Pull your lighters out in memory of the Love And Zombies iPhone App. Figures that with my luck the week after I get an iphone, iLike bites the dust and takes my app down with them. Lame. I tried to keep it going through Phizuu, who contacted me out of the blue, saying.. well you can read it:&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you Affected by iLike shutting down their Mobile App service?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Setup your own FREE custom iPhone app with phizuu. There are absolutely  no fees to sign up or maintain the app on our FREE plan for all iLike  artists. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p style="font: italic 12px Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Please feel free to contact us anytime at &lt;a href="mailto:info@phizuu.com"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(23, 79, 174);"&gt;info@phizuu.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font: 12px Arial; min-height: 14px;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I gave it a shot and signed up not really knowing what to expect&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What I found was that the site is confusing and not user friendly AT ALL. For instance every page of the app creator doesn't have the ability to go back and review your app, but also doesn't state anything about never being able to go back &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;. Then on the very last page of the application it states that once you submit you can never change the items on that final page (which happen to be the bio and about sections.. &lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So naturally I worked really hard on that section to make it perfect. The previous pages however, I sorta half-assed just to get an idea of the process. To my dismay, after I submitted that final page, I was told that my app would now have to be approved by Apple and that my account was frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font: 12px Arial; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WTF. I immediately called the customer service number on their website, (which is a local 408 number) and talked to some douche named "Rayvon". I explained that I was not nearly finished designing my app and he told me there was nothing he could do, because it had to go to Apple for approval. I told him from a customer perspective, that the interface was difficult to use. I also said that it was frustrating to find out that it was not stated that I could not review my work. He interrupted me to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No, that's wrong, it says you can't go back." &lt;/span&gt;I didn't argue 'cause I could tell right away from his tone that that would get me absolutely nowhere. I then started to say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well the way that iLike's interface worked, it allowed y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ou to go back and test your app and change it around until it was exactly the way you wanted it-"&lt;/span&gt; He then interrupted me again to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yeah, but the iLike App sucked."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So at this point I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"look, I know you have the ability to unfreeze my app and let me fix it. Can you just do that?"&lt;/span&gt; After much arguing he goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ok, I'll unfreeze your account. But.. " &lt;/span&gt;He went on to tell me of the unlikelihood of my app or anyone's app ever even coming to fruition. Apparently the assholes at Apple who still can't seem to make adobe flash work on their products, are cracking down on music apps, especially the ones made generically by companies for musicians who may not be savvy enough to program their own iPhone apps (like me). He stated that this is the fate that iLike met, and that there are several other companies facing the same fate. Screw Apple. Seriously. On so many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font: 12px Arial; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, he said they're thinking of offering everyone a free Android App, but what it was coming down to was, in order to have an accepted iPhone app, they would have to program each one each individually to make it unique, which in turn would cost a lot of money. Long story, but the ending is that dipshit never unlocked my app, and the company never contacted me; thus I have no app. I checked out their page a few minutes ago, and they completely changed their options. The free app is gone. In it's place, only 2 of the four previous options remain.  Option one is limited uploads of tracks etc, for $199 ($99 set fee plus $9.99/month), option two is unlimited tracks, etc for $499 ($49 set up fee plus a 29.99/month) And knowing them there's probably stupid hidden fees, etc. So if you're thinking about using Phizuu don't. They have terrible customer service, and I'm not sure they even know just what the hell they're doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font: 12px Arial; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And yes, I'm pissed because I have no app.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2833289014538567271?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2833289014538567271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2833289014538567271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2833289014538567271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2833289014538567271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2011/03/rip-official-love-and-zombies-app-aka.html' title='R.I.P. : OFFICIAL LOVE AND ZOMBIES APP (AKA PHIZUU SUCKS. SO DOES APPLE. HARD.)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ykQMnNmX6Wk/TYHB_tDwcvI/AAAAAAAAANE/lf-WzVoO33I/s72-c/phizuu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-661593615028740926</id><published>2011-01-10T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:19:19.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just remembered.. I have a blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/TSuwBsi8f4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/4ork5fx0480/s1600/0403102146-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/TSuwBsi8f4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/4ork5fx0480/s320/0403102146-00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560731708103098242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2011, and with the world ending next year, I figured maybe now's a good time to start writing a bit. I was reading through these entries and some of them are mildly interesting.  I really feel like I'm yet again in a spot of no path, no future, pointless past.. You get the idea. Day in, day out.. watch a movie, play video games, and go to work, hang out with the girlfriend, play with the dog.. That's about it. At this point if I didn't know what day it was, or what year it was I'm wondering if it would matter? I don't know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(On a side note: my xbox live gamer tag is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;xLOVEANDZOMBIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so add me so I can kick your ass at Need For Speed: Hot Pursuit. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the sort of point, I haven't written anything here in so long. I think it's mostly because of the blog overkill on the net. It's a little sickening sometimes. And as I write this (and well before) my favorite blog is overrun more and more by porn, and is becoming less tolerable to screen through. I feel like maybe I can bring a bit more quality to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home sick today and I feel like I need to start creating things again and putting myself back out into the world a little. (Without actually going out into the world or anything like that.) I worked on two songs today. One is typical brainless bleh, and the other is going to certainly be a bit messed up when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a stint with a couple different jobs and  possible new career last year, I'm back at a starting line of sorts, managing the old sinking ship, trying to choke a few thousand more miles out of it.&lt;br /&gt;My old band &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/pages/The-Muckruckers/135238329865978"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Muckruckers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is apparently getting some new life breathed into it, which is weird because I was at a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/fiftysixosix"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5606&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; show a few weeks ago and we were all talking about the good old days of Dexter Danger and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/pages/The-Muckruckers/135238329865978"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Muckruckers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It's funny because I remember my very first band ever playing a show at Fremont High with 5606 back in 2001. I have had how many bands since then? Hella. But they've had a ton of line up changes since then so guess it's kind of similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh that's enough for now. Check out the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney song&lt;/span&gt;. I like it for the most part.. I could do without the "vacation" line though. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(top corner)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-661593615028740926?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/661593615028740926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=661593615028740926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/661593615028740926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/661593615028740926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-just-remembered-i-have-blog.html' title='I just remembered.. I have a blog.'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/TSuwBsi8f4I/AAAAAAAAAM4/4ork5fx0480/s72-c/0403102146-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-4617112098059284413</id><published>2010-10-22T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T02:17:47.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LISTEN TO LOVE AND ZOMBIES NEW SINGLE "KILL THE HIPSTERS"  ON FREE MUSIC FRIDAY @ ABSOLUTEPUNK.NET!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/TMFWLAdDFuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6tqeMbrp-rA/s1600/Loveandzombies_killthehipsters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/TMFWLAdDFuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6tqeMbrp-rA/s320/Loveandzombies_killthehipsters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530796564488066786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.absolutepunk.net/showthread.php?t=1974282"&gt;CLICK HERE**THE NEW SINGLE "KILL THE HIPSTERS" is downloadable FOR FREE on FREE MUSIC FRIDAY  GO GET IT RIGHT NOW!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new single drop 10/26 on iTunes! More info soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-4617112098059284413?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4617112098059284413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=4617112098059284413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4617112098059284413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4617112098059284413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2010/10/listen-to-love-and-zombies-new-single.html' title='LISTEN TO LOVE AND ZOMBIES NEW SINGLE &quot;KILL THE HIPSTERS&quot;  ON FREE MUSIC FRIDAY @ ABSOLUTEPUNK.NET!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/TMFWLAdDFuI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6tqeMbrp-rA/s72-c/Loveandzombies_killthehipsters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7399596000928116532</id><published>2010-06-07T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T19:20:51.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Richard Dunn (1935 - 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"Timheidecker: Deeply saddened to announce that our friend Richard Dunn passed away at 7:14am this morning.&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;   &lt;a class="entry-date" rel="bookmark" href="http://twitter.com/timheidecker/status/15431004165"&gt;     &lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Fri Jun 04 17:26:38 +0000 2010'}"&gt;9:26 AM Jun 4th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span&gt;via &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/app/twitter/id333903271?mt=8" rel="nofollow"&gt;Twitter for iPhone"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="date-divider"&gt;Jun 07, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;"Remembering 'Tim and Eric' regular Richard Dunn&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="pagetools"&gt;&lt;div class="timestamp"&gt;11:08 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fans of &lt;strong&gt;Richard Dunn&lt;/strong&gt; -- many of them about one-third of his age -- were saddened to hear about his death Friday. He was 73.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="off" style="line-height: 12px; font-size: 12px; width: 232px; float: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="blog-captioned-photo0"&gt;&lt;div class="photo-container" style="padding: 0pt; height: 322px; position: relative; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/pop-candy/2010/06/07/dunnx-large.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.usatoday.net/communitymanager/_photos/pop-candy/2010/06/07/dunnx-inset-community.jpg" alt="" cutline="'Tim and Eric' regular Richard Dunn died Friday." credit="timanderic.com" style="border: 1px solid rgb(102, 102, 102); margin: 0pt; float: none;" width="230" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="legend" style="position: absolute; z-index: 20; bottom: 1px; left: 0pt; width: 232px; font-size: 10px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); opacity: 0.7; visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;div class="wording" style="margin: 5px; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;'Tim and Eric' regular Richard Dunn died Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="controls"&gt;&lt;div class="credit" style="width: 132px; float: left; font-size: 10px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: right;"&gt;timanderic.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dunn was a character actor best known for his frequent appearances on Adult Swim's &lt;em&gt;Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job!&lt;/em&gt;, many of which managed to be uncomfortable yet gentle at the same time.&lt;p&gt;"He was a tall, &lt;strong&gt;Gary Cooper&lt;/strong&gt; type of man — his sense of humor," his agent told the Associated Press. "He was very nice, a very sensible man, a natural actor, not your typical wannabe performer."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aside from &lt;em&gt;Tim and Eric&lt;/em&gt;, Dunn appeared on shows like &lt;em&gt;Parks and Recreation&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Weeds&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Conan&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;em&gt;Tonight Show&lt;/em&gt;. He did music videos for &lt;strong&gt;Diddy&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;3 Doors Down&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Tom Jones&lt;/em&gt;. He landed several commercials over the years, from the March of Dimes to Bud Light to Ed McMahon's American Family Sweepstakes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dunn's demo reel shows that age certainly didn't stop him from working:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" width="420" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XI_hkE8bGxE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XI_hkE8bGxE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One funny Dunn sketch happened on the latest season of &lt;em&gt;Tim and Eric&lt;/em&gt;. In "Richard Dunn's Bald Face Predictions," he "predicts your son's bald spots" using some potentially controversial methods:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" width="420" height="346"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="id=8a250aae285dc25601286032c49200ae"&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://i.adultswim.com/adultswim/video2/tools/swf/viralplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=8a250aae285dc25601286032c49200ae"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://i.adultswim.com/adultswim/video2/tools/swf/viralplayer.swf" flashvars="id=8a250aae285dc25601286032c49200ae" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's a clip from &lt;em&gt;Tim and Eric&lt;/em&gt;'s "Dunngeon," in which he interviewed &lt;strong&gt;Dave Navarro&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" width="420" height="346"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="id=8a25c392173f1f4a0117413c90800145"&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://i.adultswim.com/adultswim/video2/tools/swf/viralplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=8a25c392173f1f4a0117413c90800145"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://i.adultswim.com/adultswim/video2/tools/swf/viralplayer.swf" flashvars="id=8a25c392173f1f4a0117413c90800145" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Writes &lt;strong&gt;Eric Wareheim&lt;/strong&gt; on Tim and Eric's &lt;a href="http://www.timanderic.com/2010/06/richard-dunn-19352010.html" target="_blank"&gt;official site&lt;/a&gt;: "Richard was an irreplaceable member of our family and he will be greatly missed as a brilliant comic actor and a great friend."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I already miss his sweater and his smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;-Whitney Matheson, Pop Candy (USA Today).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7399596000928116532?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7399596000928116532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7399596000928116532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7399596000928116532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7399596000928116532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2010/06/richard-dunn-1935-2010.html' title='Richard Dunn (1935 - 2010)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2383630887630732527</id><published>2010-05-21T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:47:59.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On To The Next One..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sn140w.snt140.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;amp;messageId=79b59b53-6539-11df-ada1-00237de3f55e&amp;amp;Aux=4%7C0%7C8CCC75D605B27F0%7C%7C"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://sn140w.snt140.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;amp;messageId=79b59b53-6539-11df-ada1-00237de3f55e&amp;amp;Aux=4%7C0%7C8CCC75D605B27F0%7C%7C" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the last few weeks  hitting more road blocks. Mainly, a drum program from Spectrasonics called&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stylus RMX&lt;/span&gt;. I must have put in a good 5 or 6 hours on tutorials only to find out the program will not run properly on my computer. Errgh. $299 down the drain until I can buy a more current studio-only desktop computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in last week I've begun to revisit the world of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Love &amp;amp; Zombies&lt;/span&gt;. It feels so incomplete when I look at it based on what's released because there's so much more that I have stashed away on my ipod. The above sketch is one of many rough ones for the newest upcoming Love &amp;amp; Zombies release, tentatively titled, "Hipsters". (I don't know if I eventually will go the full distance with the track name or whether I'll wuss out and play it safe.)  The track is done, which will be followed by another full EP to TBA later, but not too much later. How do you draw a girl eating a hand with a sense of style and class? It's been a pain in the ass.  When I get it, it's going to make for an awesome T-Shirt design..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2383630887630732527?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2383630887630732527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2383630887630732527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2383630887630732527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2383630887630732527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-to-next-one.html' title='On To The Next One..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-1075201821159910616</id><published>2010-05-14T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:22:37.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL IN JUNE (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S-5Yyv_p_aI/AAAAAAAAAMU/paAXfkHPM1Q/s1600/aijblog1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S-5Yyv_p_aI/AAAAAAAAAMU/paAXfkHPM1Q/s320/aijblog1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471408226201894306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/drive/id366102310?i=366102319&amp;amp;uo=4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://cdbaby.name/a/p/aprilinjune4_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/oblivious/id366561318?i=366561354&amp;amp;uo=4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://cdbaby.name/a/p/aprilinjune_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/home/id366562124?i=366562129&amp;amp;uo=4"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://cdbaby.name/a/p/aprilinjune2_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/shame/id366079347"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://cdbaby.name/a/p/aprilinjune3_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As planned &lt;a href="http://www.aprilinjune.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April In June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has now gone through it's full launch, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;complete with a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.aprilinjune.com/"&gt;new official website&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/aprilinjune"&gt;Youtube Channel &lt;/a&gt;with actual April In June material, and a solid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;digital releases&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/april-in-june/id366079368?uo=4"&gt;(available now on iTunes)&lt;/a&gt; giving everyone a total of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tracks&lt;/span&gt; to dig their teeth into (that's counting the April In June Mix of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"MakeUp Sex"&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.loveandzombies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love And Zombies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. It's taken several years, and though some of these tracks have been on the web in one form or another, it feels really good to have them out and finished at a more professional, polished capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out these releases for yourself, by going to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/april-in-june/id366079368?uo=4"&gt;itunes&lt;/a&gt;, or by clicking the thumbnails above. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I strongly encourage everyone write a review or a comment on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/april-in-june/id366079368?uo=4"&gt;itunes!&lt;/a&gt; There's no obligation to purchase anything when writing a review or rating an album! But hey, if want to throw a few bucks my way, I'm all for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-1075201821159910616?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1075201821159910616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=1075201821159910616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1075201821159910616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1075201821159910616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2010/05/april-in-june-2010.html' title='APRIL IN JUNE (2010)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S-5Yyv_p_aI/AAAAAAAAAMU/paAXfkHPM1Q/s72-c/aijblog1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-1530389019714221140</id><published>2010-02-03T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:59:00.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bleeding hand that wont stop bleeding but really isn't bleeding enough to worry much; and if I'm dying slowly no one knows it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S2ptUJdXU4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/LHTX5XJPvK8/s1600-h/mates+of+state.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S2ptUJdXU4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/LHTX5XJPvK8/s320/mates+of+state.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434276093279818626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw Mates Of State for the first time the other night in SF (that I can remember) and it was awesome except for the fact that they didn't play fraud in 80's! I can't believe that. But the show ended and no fraud in the 80's. Oh well. So I know I know. No updates for a while. I've been working day and fucking night on the new ep artwork. I plan on brushing the dust off the deviant art page and uploading the full piece. The artwork for the digital release cover will be either a segment or much simpler version. Notice I haven't said the name yet? Here's a peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S2pvIgYCeeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ab_6PtP9htc/s1600-h/sneakpeak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S2pvIgYCeeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ab_6PtP9htc/s320/sneakpeak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434278092296321506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-1530389019714221140?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1530389019714221140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=1530389019714221140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1530389019714221140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1530389019714221140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2010/02/bleeding-hand-that-wont-stop-bleeding.html' title='The bleeding hand that wont stop bleeding but really isn&apos;t bleeding enough to worry much; and if I&apos;m dying slowly no one knows it..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/S2ptUJdXU4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/LHTX5XJPvK8/s72-c/mates+of+state.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7793448643870478171</id><published>2010-01-21T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:37:10.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And The Curse Rages On..</title><content type='html'>So I actually have some new on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Zombies &lt;/span&gt;front, but before I dish that out let's bring you up to speed. So as I was finishing working on a few songs over the holidays, my computer decided to die. I thought I had lost everything because everyone was looking at saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oh your hard drive is damaged for sure.." &lt;/span&gt;I was in a panic. I had almost everything backed up except the drum tracks for every song. Without them there would be no way to finish anything I'd started. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after about a week of stress I was able to get a new drive and use a mac to recover most of the drive externally. Then I had to reinstall every program all over again, and I'm still not completely running at 100% . But now I'm working on material quickly and diligently so if I do lose anything, at least next time I can just go buy my releases on i-Tunes or Amazon.  Ooops well I guess I'm out of time. That news will have to wait for the next installment. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7793448643870478171?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7793448643870478171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7793448643870478171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7793448643870478171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7793448643870478171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-curse-rages-on.html' title='And The Curse Rages On..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3408340720618126486</id><published>2009-11-11T11:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:57:33.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BITCH IS DEAD.</title><content type='html'>So as I write this I'm listening to the bitch herself. A track I'll probably call "Hipsters".  The instrumental has been done for nearly 6 months, but the lyrics just wouldn't come to me.  The reasons for this I think are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A. &lt;/span&gt;I'm a perfectionist: at some point you just have say "it's never going to be perfect.." and at that point it emerges as a unique almost masterful collection of flaws which ironically become perfect. Well perception and opinion is in the eye of the beholder. Not to say it's perfect or anything. But getting off track..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B. &lt;/span&gt;When I write about something, I need to be writing from experience because despite what I say, I think my music in whatever deranged form it may come in is me at my most honest. I fucking hate hipsters. I hate walking into Hot Topic and and having sift through hipster bullshit to find a cool NOFX shirt in the clearance section. I hate all the shitty bands that my favorite bands are forced to tour with because the kids think they're deck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started writing this song. Very vulgar and very confrontational, but I stopped exposing myself to fire because of the headaches and physical pain of being near all this god-awful crap. Then I saw The Sounds a few weeks ago and they headlined a show with a band called Foxy Shazam. WTF. Honestly it hurst to even describe so go look it up yourself, but you've been warned.  The bands that followed were worse.  Something about one of them opening for Lady Gaga? Great the cycle continues.. But I'll get into the shows after glassjaw this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, that gave me the kick in the ass to finish the song. And it turned out awesome. I can move on. So far that's 4 new finished plus the EP tracks and their alternate versions. This was the hump. I got over it. Things'll start moving again. I'm stoked again. The bitch is dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3408340720618126486?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3408340720618126486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3408340720618126486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3408340720618126486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3408340720618126486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitch-is-dead.html' title='THE BITCH IS DEAD.'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-4066980435652268638</id><published>2009-10-13T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:40:45.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CURSE OF LOVE AND ZOMBIES</title><content type='html'>It all began well. A decent single. A decent EP and 5 or 6 more songs well on there way. And then I hit a road block. Some shit went down in my personal life and the first thing I lost was the web design and promotional files (artwork, spec, codes, etc) for the Pizza EP.  So basically no promotion happened for that at all.  Next my email accounts were hacked. Messages were deleted. Passwords were changed. I was fucked. Then I was locked out of facebook and the assholes at facebook or in india or whatever refuse to help or reset my password or respond to countless emails. Finally After a lot of persistance, I was able to recover all but one of my email accounts. Still the loveandzombies acount acts up. I don't recieve messages I'm supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole other side. Major writers block and depression have swayed in. I have so many instrumentals finished. Everytime I try to do vocals I just can't. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's this place I'm in now. I'm just not comfortable enough to create anything. And it's been really depressing on the creative front lately because everything I look to for ideas (releases from other artists, performances etc.) have been direly dissappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up though. This fucking album is coming out. And it's going to be rude, conceited, and ignorant and in your face. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something I did to procrastinate: &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/082909inst.mp3"&gt;082909.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something i didn't do:&lt;a href="http://maksim80.wrzuta.pl/sr/f/76z8ncLNg0o/lady_gaga_-_alejandro_nowy_singiel_2009.mp3"&gt; new&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-4066980435652268638?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4066980435652268638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=4066980435652268638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4066980435652268638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4066980435652268638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/10/curse-of-love-and-zombies.html' title='THE CURSE OF LOVE AND ZOMBIES'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-94102634693373942</id><published>2009-08-14T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:06:27.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael is Coming!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I really can't think about anything else right now. Halloween is in 13 days. I got my tickets for Friday the 28th @ 12:01 am. I have downloaded and watched everything I can get my hands on about the film. I have an entire dvd of ads, interviews, clips and anti-h2 propaganda. I watched Rob's Halloween, Halloween 4 and Halloween Resurrection (which SUCKS ASS) a few days ago. That leaves Halloween 1, 2, 5, 6, and h20. (Cause in case you don't know H3 doesn't count.) The other day I bought an entire Tool magazine, just because there was a glossy 8x11 of the H2 poster. I also bought a full sized theatrical poster on ebay. Hopefully it comes soon. I spent like 3 hours making the header for this dumb blog that no one ever reads. I just installed the widget, added the ridiculous featurette "How Rob Zombie Destroyed The Halloween Franchise," (in which some douche with shitty amateur film skills tries to debunk Zombie but just ends up making himself look jealous and whiny), and now I'm thinking about adding flashing stills to the sides of the page.  I don't want to over do it or anything. People might start thinking I'm a tad obsessed. All I gotta say is it better not suck..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-94102634693373942?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/94102634693373942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=94102634693373942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/94102634693373942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/94102634693373942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/michael-is-coming.html' title='Michael is Coming!!!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2006435065178769536</id><published>2009-08-06T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:00:26.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canker Sores</title><content type='html'>Time to update this bitch. So the APP is out. Pretty cool. People seem to find it fairly impressive.  If only I had an iphone=(. Isn't irony fun? I don't really think so. So I can't sing (or eat or talk or not have a killer headache..) My fucking stress decided to give me the canker sore from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did remix two songs from the last batch of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; L &amp;amp; Z &lt;/span&gt;recordings during this painful time. Those are looking like they may be released soon. Mostly because they still feel like the past recordings, while this new song I wrote and recorded last month is really above all that.  As always I'm excited.  If this doesn't heal soon I may have to remix and officially release the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIJ &lt;/span&gt;EP.  I probably should just do it anyway before I get too far away. It'll go something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;DRIVE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NIGHTS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEED&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OBLIVIOUS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SCREAM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HOME&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOVE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Now that I have it chillin like that I may as well finish &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"BLOOD"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"PANIC"&lt;/span&gt;, and throw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"LOSS"&lt;/span&gt; on there and call it album? Idk. I'm lazy so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is up with me.. Well I am looking for people to work with on new material.  So if you hate fucking hipsters and want to do something agressive, pop driven and original hit me up loveandzombies@live.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you can tell but I've really lost touch with the outside world.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/APRILINJUNE_NIGHTS.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRILINJUNE_NIGHTS.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/APRILINJUNE_OBLIVIOUS.mp3"&gt;APRILINJUNE_OBLIVIOUS.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/APRILINJUNE_LOSS.mp3"&gt;APRILINJUNE_LOSS.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/APRILINJUNE_HOME.mp3"&gt;APRILINJUNE_HOME.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/APRILINJUNE_SCREAM.mp3"&gt;APRILINJUNE_SCREAM.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/APRILINJUNE_SHAME.mp3"&gt;APRILINJUNE_SHAME.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/LOVEANDZOMBIES_25.mp3"&gt;LOVEANDZOMBIES_25.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/LOVEANDZOMBIES_ALWAYSANDNEVER.mp3"&gt;LOVEANDZOMBIES_ALWAYSANDNEVER.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/LOVEANDZOMBIES_HELLACONCEITED.mp3"&gt;LOVEANDZOMBIES_HELLACONCEITED.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/MUCKRUCKERS_LETDOWNSABANDONED.mp3"&gt;MUCKRUCKERS_LETDOWNSABANDONED.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zuziq.wrzuta.pl/sr/f/4EFr4QCWm4Y/tiesto_feat._tegan_and_sara_-_feel_it_in_my_bones.mp3"&gt;Tiesto (feat Tegan &amp;amp; Sara - I Feel It In My Bones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://americanboy.wrzuta.pl/sr/f/3HXcBbBHW1l/dragonette_-_gone_too_far_demo.mp3"&gt;Dragonette - Gone Too Far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2006435065178769536?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2006435065178769536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2006435065178769536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2006435065178769536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2006435065178769536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/08/canker-sores.html' title='Canker Sores'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7124200174840726240</id><published>2009-07-07T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:20:54.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE &amp; ZOMBIES : OFFICIAL iPHONE APP OUT NOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewSoftware?id=320539612&amp;amp;mt=8"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SlOfE34d5RI/AAAAAAAAALU/70wVCj1PBRM/s400/iphone+app+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355799287942735122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally stoked about this! Not a lot to see just yet. But more in the coming days as I begin working on the next EP. Anyway, if you click on the picture you'll be redirected to download the FREE app from the App store. Or you can just &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewSoftware?id=320539612&amp;amp;mt=8"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7124200174840726240?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7124200174840726240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7124200174840726240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7124200174840726240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7124200174840726240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-zombies-official-iphone-app-out.html' title='LOVE &amp; ZOMBIES : OFFICIAL iPHONE APP OUT NOW!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SlOfE34d5RI/AAAAAAAAALU/70wVCj1PBRM/s72-c/iphone+app+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2976907477301719398</id><published>2009-07-01T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:36:16.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogue : LOVE AND ZOMBIES - "Oh Yeah.. And Pizza"  EP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sksn2cxEXAI/AAAAAAAAALE/v0GEIlPVank/s1600-h/LOVEANDZOMBIESEP3250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sksn2cxEXAI/AAAAAAAAALE/v0GEIlPVank/s320/LOVEANDZOMBIESEP3250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353416398448385026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new EP&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Oh Yeah.. And Pizza" &lt;/span&gt;was released roughly a month ago. It features &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Scream Queen Wanted"&lt;/span&gt; as well as 3 other tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Nice Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Scream Queen Wanted &lt;/span&gt;(Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever, I Do What I Want&lt;/span&gt; (Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"25"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mr. Nice Guy" &lt;/span&gt;were the very first two songs written for Love And Zombies. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Scream Queen Wanted" &lt;/span&gt;was written to be a single, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Whatever, I Do What I Want"&lt;/span&gt; has been referred to as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Track 7"&lt;/span&gt;.  The full song clocks in at about 6 minutes and rolls right into another track, which I'm calling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Track 8"&lt;/span&gt;. That track will probably see the light in it's entirety on a full length release at the end of this charade. So enjoy this version! It has a fun, short and simple feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was supposed to be a lot of promotion to go with this release, but a lot went wrong. The piece I was going to use as the basis for the advertising up and disappeared. Maybe I made a mistake, or maybe something else happened. I don't know. All I know, is it took too fucking long to do and just wasn't worth doing again. And after the bitch that the cover art was for this release, I've decided to let it go. So enjoy the new EP. It's out there and after all to me, that's what really matters. The point of Love And Zombies and April In June is to erase my face from the experience. The music speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog now has a new background. Hopefully it doesn't cause epileptic seizures. I think the intro to Love And Zombies is done for now and it was time for a change.  I think some of the format may change as well. I'm just too tired to think about it right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2976907477301719398?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2976907477301719398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2976907477301719398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2976907477301719398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2976907477301719398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/07/epilogue-love-and-zombies-oh-yeah-and.html' title='Epilogue : LOVE AND ZOMBIES - &quot;Oh Yeah.. And Pizza&quot;  EP'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sksn2cxEXAI/AAAAAAAAALE/v0GEIlPVank/s72-c/LOVEANDZOMBIESEP3250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2862075103821179280</id><published>2009-04-28T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:44:30.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE AND ZOMBIES - "SCREAM QUEEN WANTED" OUT NOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="160"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlXcycuQseE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rlXcycuQseE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="160"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am totally stoked to tell all of you that the first single,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"SCREAM QUEEN WANTED,"&lt;/span&gt; from my new project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loveandzombies.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE AND ZOMBIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, has just been released!&lt;br /&gt;It's available at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?id=312976489&amp;amp;s=143441"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iTUNES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Scream-Queen-Wanted/dp/B002708Y4K/ref=sr_shvl_album_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1240648706&amp;amp;sr=301_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AMAZON.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for just 1.99!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The single consists of an edit (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not an edited version&lt;/span&gt;) and an extended version that runs about a full minute longer. The extended version is also a different mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sff46fHkJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LfWhvpWyQvA/s1600-h/LoveAndZombies_ScreamQueenWanted_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sff46fHkJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LfWhvpWyQvA/s320/LoveAndZombies_ScreamQueenWanted_Cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330002367685601138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tracklist&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scream Queen Wanted (Edit) [3:03]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scream Queen Wanted (Extended Version) [4:07]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The artwork for the cover is available for sale as well in an image-only form @ &lt;a href="http://love-and-zombies.deviantart.com/art/Scream-Queen-Wanted-119384110"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DEVIANT ART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  If you like it or just want to support my pizza habit and pick one up today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sff7AQ7btWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kyQ9UCxHCX0/s1600-h/Scream_Queen_Wanted_by_LOVE_AND_ZOMBIES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sff7AQ7btWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kyQ9UCxHCX0/s200/Scream_Queen_Wanted_by_LOVE_AND_ZOMBIES.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330004665979090274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;More Info @ These Sites:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loveandzombies.com/"&gt;The Official Love And Zombies Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/loveandzombies"&gt;The Love And Zombies Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/loveandzombies"&gt;The Love And Zombies Youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/loveandzombies"&gt;Love And Zombies Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2862075103821179280?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2862075103821179280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2862075103821179280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2862075103821179280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2862075103821179280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-and-zombies-scream-queen-wanted.html' title='LOVE AND ZOMBIES - &quot;SCREAM QUEEN WANTED&quot; OUT NOW!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sff46fHkJ3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LfWhvpWyQvA/s72-c/LoveAndZombies_ScreamQueenWanted_Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-716265826371281315</id><published>2009-04-25T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:05:49.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/the_big_picture/" title="The Big Picture" rel="Start"&gt;taken from : The Big Picture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Goldstein (Los Angeles Times) on the collision of entertainment, media and pop culture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h1 class="entry-header"&gt;&lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/the_big_picture/2009/04/did-fox-tell-a-whopper-about-the-pirated-copy-of-wolverine.html" rel="bookmark" title="Did Fox tell a whopper about the pirated copy of 'Wolverine'?"&gt;Did Fox tell a whopper about the pirated copy of 'Wolverine'?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;      &lt;div class="time"&gt;  04:51 PM PT, Apr 24 2009  &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;  &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/.a/6a00d8341c630a53ef0115704f68dc970b-pi" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Wolverine" class="at-xid-6a00d8341c630a53ef0115704f68dc970b" src="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/.a/6a00d8341c630a53ef0115704f68dc970b-500wi" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;20th Century Fox has already survived one PR nightmare, after discovering that someone had stolen a pirated workprint of its much-ballyhooed summer blockbuster "X Men Origins: Wolverine" and put it on the Internet a full month before it was scheduled to hit the theaters (May 1). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The studio managed to weather another embarrassment when a Fox News.com columnist, Roger Friedman, not only reviewed the pirated movie but boasted about how easy it was to download off the Web, prompting a nasty in-house tussle that resulted in Friedman's firing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The studio has now been embroiled in a new nightmare: Even though Fox Co-Chairman Tom Rothman told Entertainment Weekly shortly after the film leaked that the pirated copy was substantially different from the actual movie, including being "about 10 minutes shorter," people who've now seen the finished film are saying it is -- gulp -- exactly the same length as the pirated copy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;As Aint It Cool News &lt;a href="http://www.aintitcool.com/node/40862"&gt;reported&lt;/a&gt; today: "Having seen the finished film, the mystery is solved: The workprint version IS in fact identical to the release print, sans effects and some audio work. It's obvious that FOX is trying their darndest to keep this news from getting out, because it will eliminate most of the motivation for people who have seen the workprint to pay for a ticket." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To add insult to injury, the AICN review says the film, while fun, has lackluster visual effects, along with a "non-existing story, horrible dialogue and criminally underdeveloped characters." Ouch!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Bloggers may not get their own facts right much of the time, but boy, are they hard on studios who dissemble to protect their big summer movies. Hilary Lewis at businessinsider.com &lt;a href="http://www.businessinsider.com/fox-ceo-tom-rothman-lied-no-new-footage-in-final-version-of-wolverine-2009-4"&gt;calls&lt;/a&gt; the news about the movie's virtually identical running time a fresh scandal, saying, "Fox is in trouble. Now not only are all of the bad reviews of the workprint version justified, but the studio's been caught in a lie -- which weakens the trust audiences have in the studio and might lead to more people watching the pirated versions of Fox's films, including 'Wolverine.' "&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm not sure the situation is really that dire. The bad buzz from the Internet could put a crimp in the film's opening weekend onslaught, but history has shown that most fans, especially devotees of visual effects films, want to see the movie on the big screen. Still, I can't say Fox has done a great job of combating this latest onslaught of bad news. After waiting for hours, I finally got a bland statement that doesn't address at all the issue of how Rothman could say roughly 10 minutes were missing when, in fact, the running time of the finished film -- 107 minutes, according to those who've seen it -- is the same running time as the pirated version.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;All Fox said was that the pirated workprint "is substantially different than the release version. The pirated version had over 400 unfinished effects, dozens of unrefined scenes and no sound or score or color work done at all and is not remotely representative of the experience that moviegoers will have when the film is finally released theatrically." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Fox insiders also say theatergoers will get an "Easter egg" surprise at the end of the film, with the arrival of two versions of new narrative footage (i.e. not outtakes) that will push the storyline forward. Half of the prints around the country will have one version, half will have the other. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm eager to hear from "Wolverine" fans on this issue: Is this a tempest in a teapot? Or do you feel the studio has been playing fast and loose with the facts? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo of Hugh Jackman in "X-Men Origins: Wolverine" by Michael Muller / 20th Century Fox.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am pretty disgusted. Seriously, Fuck Fox. I understand the leak has hurt a lot of people. But lying about it isn't fixing anything. I was super stoked for a few more minutes of added footage and finished effects.. Now? Fuck idk.. I guess maybe I'll wait for the finished project to be available to watch at home too.. Oh and they're fucking up Terminator as well.. Giving it a PG-13 rating, WTF? Since when was Terminator supposed to be a family franchise? Oh yeah, since Hollywood shunned the R rating for fear of not making enough god awful money. Fuck money. I'll take art over money any day.  I'm sick of good movies suffering because they're not marketable.. And Fox isn't the only one.. In fact The Weinstein Co is probably more responsible for this trend.. I recently viewed Killshot which was supposed to hit theaters 2 years ago. After numerous cuts and setbacks it's finally getting a straight to video release (although the exact date is still unknown) and will most like be completely overlooked and totally underrated. Weinstein Co has several other films that met this fate including Fanboys which was supposed to coincide with The first of the new Star Wars disasters, but still hasn't been released (although apparently it's now playing? Where? Up their asses?)  If they fuck up Inglourious Basterds or H2 I will go a killing rampage... And these fucking endless Wolverine clips during the South Park marathon are just pissing me off right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-716265826371281315?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/716265826371281315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=716265826371281315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/716265826371281315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/716265826371281315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-fucking-bullshit.html' title='THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT.'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7097460212331215296</id><published>2009-03-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:45:11.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(BELATED) FRIDAY THE 13th: ANNOUNCEMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sb4Q8MIfVqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EWsq9K5oq4Y/s1600-h/heartandzombieheadlogo2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sb4Q8MIfVqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EWsq9K5oq4Y/s320/heartandzombieheadlogo2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313703236578793122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is the last Friday the 13th for a while, I chose it as the day to breathe life into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE AND ZOMBIES&lt;/span&gt;. (Shhh.. that's the name to go with my super secret album I've been working on since November '08).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first single, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SCREAM QUEEN WANTED,"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;will drop in an edited form very, very soon maybe it's even posted somewhere RIGHT NOW.. , so get excited.  Also sites relating to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&amp;amp;Z&lt;/span&gt; are floating around all over the place including a mandatory DOT COM. WOO! Happy Hunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7097460212331215296?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7097460212331215296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7097460212331215296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7097460212331215296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7097460212331215296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/belated-friday-13th-announcement.html' title='(BELATED) FRIDAY THE 13th: ANNOUNCEMENT'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sb4Q8MIfVqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EWsq9K5oq4Y/s72-c/heartandzombieheadlogo2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2354601622416031208</id><published>2009-03-11T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:58:45.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frankmusikofficial</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNjgxOTQ*MDcxOCZwdD*xMjM2ODE5NTAwNzM*JnA9MTExNTQxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*3NWY4OTE5ZGQ2MWE*ZDAyYTE4YzY*YmI*M2IwYzU3OQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" style="display:block;margin:0" width="425" height="500" src="http://www.kyte.tv/flash.swf?v=2&amp;uri=channels/199593&amp;tbid=k_169" flashVars="uri=channels/199593&amp;tbid=k_169&amp;p=lp"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2354601622416031208?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2354601622416031208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2354601622416031208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2354601622416031208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2354601622416031208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/frankmusikofficial.html' title='frankmusikofficial'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-5847443363434381595</id><published>2009-03-03T02:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T04:33:30.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VARIOUS PROJECT UPDATES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background: black none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sa0iDr2I92I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ba_X0uauivo/s1600-h/3-3-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sa0iDr2I92I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ba_X0uauivo/s320/3-3-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308936982444439394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This image is from the vocal recording for the first single off of my new record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The record is coming along nicely. Although I have been sick for the better part of 3 weeks which has hurt the steady line of progress I was making before. But now I am back on the horse, hating my job.. hating the economy.. longing for SFIV and 2 out of stock fighting sticks. So sorry, I still can't tell you anything about my new record. You can ask Geoff from Thursday though if you see him, because he has 6 of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole other front, I will be releasing new APRIL IN JUNE tracks this year. "SHAME" and "BLOOD" to name a few. I also (while working on the cover art) got inspired to redo the depressing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.aprilinjune.com/"&gt;AIJ Myspace.&lt;/a&gt; Go check it out. Lemme know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try" d=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-5847443363434381595?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5847443363434381595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=5847443363434381595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5847443363434381595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5847443363434381595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/03/various-project-updates.html' title='VARIOUS PROJECT UPDATES'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/Sa0iDr2I92I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ba_X0uauivo/s72-c/3-3-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-536950162291187545</id><published>2009-02-26T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:23:10.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M GOING TO KILL EVERYTHING AND THEN I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF.</title><content type='html'>FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOU TOO. BITCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-536950162291187545?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/536950162291187545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=536950162291187545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/536950162291187545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/536950162291187545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-going-to-kill-everything-and-then-im.html' title='I&apos;M GOING TO KILL EVERYTHING AND THEN I&apos;M GOING TO KILL MYSELF.'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8945504205105828347</id><published>2009-02-21T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:36:06.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first (26th) Birthday Card! Aww..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;   &lt;/center&gt;&lt;table style="width: 302px; height: 1010px;" id="EC_Table_01" align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="300"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 86px;" src="http://www.umusic.co.uk/home/content/annietext.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="300"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img style="width: 377px; height: 98px;" src="http://www.umusic.co.uk/home/content/annielogo.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center" width="200"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img style="width: 197px; height: 503px;" src="http://www.umusic.co.uk/home/content/annieimageedit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center" width="300"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(182, 118, 120);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just a little message to wish you many happy returns on your special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get an iPod today? Click &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://zaphod.uk.vvhp.net/v-v/081027112320" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(182, 118, 120);font-family:arial;" &gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to download music by Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://zaphod.uk.vvhp.net/v-v/081027112532" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(182, 118, 120);font-family:arial;" &gt;Official Site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://zaphod.uk.vvhp.net/v-v/081027112619" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(182, 118, 120);font-family:arial;" &gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8945504205105828347?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8945504205105828347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8945504205105828347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8945504205105828347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8945504205105828347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-26th-birthday-card-aww.html' title='My first (26th) Birthday Card! Aww..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-5470478826457505086</id><published>2009-02-17T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T09:05:09.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POSTED FROM THE OFFICIAL THURSDAY SITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-title"&gt;     &lt;h1&gt;I'll be posting more on this and how the rest of the week went as soon as this fucking nausea passes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thursday.net/2009/02/doves-club/" rel="bookmark"&gt;Doves Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="post-sub"&gt;     &lt;div class="post-date"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.thursday.net/wp-content/themes/disciple/images/100.gif" alt="" title="Date" style="margin-right: 4px;" align="left" border="0" width="16" height="16" /&gt;      February 16, 2009    &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div class="post-author"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.thursday.net/wp-content/themes/disciple/images/39.png" alt="" title="Author" style="margin-right: 3px;" align="left" border="0" width="16" height="16" /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.thursday.net/author/papertiger/" title="Posts by Thursday"&gt;Thursday&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div class="post-cat"&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.thursday.net/wp-content/themes/disciple/images/34.png" alt="" title="Category" style="margin-right: 4px;" align="left" border="0" width="16" height="16" /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.thursday.net/category/thursday-news/" title="View all posts in Thursday News" rel="category tag"&gt;Thursday News&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="post-text"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Thanks to all the Doves Club members who came out to the first 2 shows of the Rockstar Taste of Chaos tour in Los Angeles and San Jose. It was really nice to spend some time with you, talk about music and have a laugh. An extra special thank you to Doug Young, our Roadie For a Day in San Jose.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you are interested in becoming a member, go here &lt;a href="http://www.thursdaydoves.com/"&gt;www.thursdaydoves.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The club is officially live tomorrow and there is a special surprise coming to all of you who are signed up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t forget, our new album “Common Existence” is in stores tomorrow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thanks and see you on the road!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Thursday&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;DOVES CLUB LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/4319/dovesclublaag9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOVES CLUB SAN JOSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img49.imageshack.us/img49/5673/dovesclubsanjoseag9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ROADIE FOR A DAY: DOUG YOUNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img23.imageshack.us/img23/6609/roadieforadaydougyoungyo7.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-5470478826457505086?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5470478826457505086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=5470478826457505086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5470478826457505086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5470478826457505086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/02/posted-from-official-thursday-site.html' title='POSTED FROM THE OFFICIAL THURSDAY SITE'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7564131263835871614</id><published>2009-02-11T01:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:57:08.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Week Of February 2009 (maybe ever?) : Itinerary</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mon:&lt;/span&gt; Work Lame; but first day of waking up knowing Blink is reunited so not so lame.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tues:&lt;/span&gt; NOFX Slim's Woo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wed: &lt;/span&gt;NOFX Great American Music Hal;l Double Woo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thurs: &lt;/span&gt;FRIDAY THE 13TH Midnight showing HooHAw!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri: &lt;/span&gt;NOFX The Fillmore (wtf?) Quadra Woo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat:&lt;/span&gt; Recording and a lil work..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun: &lt;/span&gt;Thursday CIVIC Center; Meet Thursday do awesome kickass stuff the whole show. Hot damn!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7564131263835871614?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7564131263835871614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7564131263835871614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7564131263835871614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7564131263835871614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-week-of-february-2009-maybe-ever.html' title='Best Week Of February 2009 (maybe ever?) : Itinerary'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-4375104641621499782</id><published>2009-02-08T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:16:05.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OMG OMG OMG OHMYFUCKINGGOD!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="365" height="284"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fM0pUK4_btU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fM0pUK4_btU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ap=%2526fmt%3D18" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="365" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and then this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY_YG2JX5AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_DeI4aWC6cA/s1600-h/band_message.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY_YG2JX5AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_DeI4aWC6cA/s400/band_message.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300692898564006914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-4375104641621499782?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4375104641621499782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=4375104641621499782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4375104641621499782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4375104641621499782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-omg-omg-omg-ohmyfuckinggod.html' title='OMG OMG OMG OMG OHMYFUCKINGGOD!!!!!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY_YG2JX5AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_DeI4aWC6cA/s72-c/band_message.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2197203346395727013</id><published>2009-02-08T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:00:08.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop me if you've heard this one..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY8PiVp9gLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FuodNfNDnVY/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY8PiVp9gLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FuodNfNDnVY/s400/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300472369041473714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I went to a party last night and what's the things I saw, make out sessions with bicycle messengers.. punks and highschool droputs.." Not quite all that, but I did go to my friend Vikki's 25th birthday party the other night and after drinking a fair amount people started pulling out guns? Goodtimes. Did lots of car bombs. At one point we even went out to get ice cream, stopped at a bar and did more car bombs before returning home to do more.. car bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a picture I'd thought I'd never be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY8N6jwZRKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UKtZFIkW5m4/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY8N6jwZRKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/UKtZFIkW5m4/s400/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300470586120160418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2197203346395727013?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2197203346395727013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2197203346395727013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2197203346395727013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2197203346395727013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/02/stop-me-if-youve-heard-this-one.html' title='Stop me if you&apos;ve heard this one..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SY8PiVp9gLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FuodNfNDnVY/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7249959036845388688</id><published>2009-01-31T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:18:54.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh.. Can we say HYPOCRITE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="byline"&gt;Mar 25 2008 2:17 PM EDT&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="wtbox"&gt; &lt;h1 id="articleTitle" class="main-title wtbox"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins Sue Virgin Records Over Pepsi Promotion&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h2 class="sub-title article"&gt;Frontman Billy Corgan claims former label's use of the band's songs for a Pepsi Stuff contest 'irreparably harmed the group.'&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p class="byline"&gt;By Gil Kaufman&lt;/p&gt; The Smashing Pumpkins filed suit on Monday against their former label, Virgin Records, claiming that Virgin illegally used their name and music in promotional deals that hurt the band's credibility with fans. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We fought hard for the right to be in control of how our music is used, to avoid situations like this kind of crass commercialism and exploitation," singer Billy Corgan wrote in a statement on the legal action released Tuesday (March 25). "Labels like EMI are no longer running the show, and we won't be bullied by those in the 'old' music business who consider every artist to be easily expendable. Those days are over." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The breach-of-contract suit filed in Los Angeles Superior Court claims that the band worked hard for "over two decades to accumulate a considerable amount of good will in the eyes of the public," but that Virgin's licensing of the Pumpkins' music in the Pepsi Stuff promotion threatens their reputation for "artistic integrity." It accuses the label of using the band's music for profit without its knowledge and claims that the actions, "irreparably harmed the group, their reputation and good will with their fans." The band claims that the Pumpkins' music and likeness have been vigilantly guarded and that together they "convey a message of honesty, artistic integrity and alternative non-mainstream culture" that has been harmed by Virgin's actions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Pepsi sweepstakes-like campaign, a partnership with Amazon.com's MP3 site, was heavily promoted and included a buzzed-about Super Bowl commercial starring Justin Timberlake and "Saturday Night Live" star Andy Samberg. According to &lt;i&gt;The Associated Press,&lt;/i&gt; the Pumpkins say Virgin, which released the band's music for more than 17 years, only has the right to sell digital downloads of the Pumpkins' songs. The suit claims that their contract does not allow Virgin to use their music in promotional campaigns to sell outside products, and the bandmembers say they would never "grant such authority to Virgin, or any other entity." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The band explains in the release that the Pumpkins, "would never have granted such authority to Virgin, or any other entity, because they govern the use of its name, likeness and musical works in conjunction with any commercial affiliation or sponsorship. Therefore, the suit indicates 'Virgin has deceived and confused the public into believing that Plaintiff is affiliated with the promotion and/or that Plaintiff itself is participating in the promotion.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It's a frustrating situation, honestly, to be treated so poorly by a label where we had so much success," Corgan said. "Recently, they have ignored our pleas to give our fans special editions of our old albums, telling us they weren't interested. So there is a tremendous amount of hypocrisy involved with them turning around and using us like this." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong class="category"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;         &lt;h2 class="title"&gt;       Sneak Peek: Smashing Pumpkins' Super Bowl Song    &lt;/h2&gt;          &lt;div class="subtitle"&gt;       &lt;strong&gt;         VIDEO: Why wait till Sunday? Watch a clip featuring the tune now!      &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;                &lt;div class="submitted"&gt;       &lt;span class="submitted"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://spin.com/writers/william-goodman"&gt;William Goodman&lt;/a&gt; 01.29.09  7:28 PM&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;            &lt;div class="floatleft"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spin.com/sites/spin.com/files/090129-smashing-pumpkins.jpg" rel="lightbox"&gt;&lt;img src="http://spin.com/sites/spin.com/files/imagecache/huge_page_view/sites/spin.com/files/090129-smashing-pumpkins.jpg" alt="Billy Corgan" title="Billy Corgan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;Billy Corgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who says selling out has to be a bad thing? With their latest venture, a Hyundai Super Bowl commercial featuring an all-new tune, Smashing Pumpkins make selling out sound pretty darn good. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;The song, "FOL," was written by Billy Corgan and drummer Jimmy Chamberlin for the car commercial "The Epic Lap," which premieres before the kickoff of Super Bowl XLIII this Sunday. But why wait? SPIN.com has a clip you can watch now! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our take on the tune: It's mostly awesome. Start with distorted electric guitars, thunderous drum rolls, and Corgan's nasal whine -- then add layered vocals on the hook that have us "duh-duh-duh"-ing along&lt;i&gt; Beavis and Butthead&lt;/i&gt;-style. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HDyRAQvX1oY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HDyRAQvX1oY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="195"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7249959036845388688?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7249959036845388688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7249959036845388688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7249959036845388688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7249959036845388688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/huh-can-we-say-hypocrite.html' title='Huh.. Can we say HYPOCRITE?'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-4803508813244403465</id><published>2009-01-29T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:55:29.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hackers Crack Into Texas Road Sign, Warn of Zombies Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="date"&gt;Wednesday, January   28, 2009              &lt;img src="http://www.foxnews.com/images/foxnews_story.gif" class="byline" alt="" /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;By Joshua Rhett Miller &lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;div class="gallery_container short"&gt;     &lt;a class="gmain" id="gmain_0" href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,484326,00.html#" onclick="rst.gmain(this);return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.foxnews.com/images/497121/0_61_zombies_320.jpg" alt="" id="gallery_main" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;p class="credit" id="gallery_credit"&gt; Texas Dept. of Transportation officials confirm a portable traffic sign at Lamar Boulevard and West 15th Street in Austin was hacked into last week.      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                   &lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Transportation officials in Texas are scrambling to prevent hackers from changing messages on digital road signs after one sign in Austin was altered to read, "Zombies Ahead."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                               &lt;p&gt;Chris Lippincott, director of media relations for the Texas Department of Transportation, confirmed that a portable traffic sign at Lamar Boulevard and West 15th Street, near the University of Texas at Austin, was hacked into during the early hours of Jan. 19.&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;"It was clever, kind of cute, but not what it was intended for," said Lippincott, who saw the sign during his morning commute. "Those signs are deployed for a reason — to improve traffic conditions, let folks know there's a road closure."&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p&gt;"It's sort of amusing, but not at all helpful," he told FOXNews.com.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-4803508813244403465?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4803508813244403465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=4803508813244403465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4803508813244403465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4803508813244403465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/hackers-crack-into-texas-road-sign-warn.html' title='Hackers Crack Into Texas Road Sign, Warn of Zombies Ahead'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-9153992170812080119</id><published>2009-01-26T03:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T04:18:56.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album Update.. Sort Of</title><content type='html'>So I haven't said much and am not planning on it.. yet. I'm about 70% done with new album and the lack of name(s) etc is starting to itch,. I looked into ad space today on several sites. Seems like the way to go when I finish since there's no actual members for this one and hence no shows.. I'm also starting to think about writing the APRIL IN JUNE album which I'm super excited for. But first things first. As I mentioned on twitter Miss Crystal threw down some vocals for track 7. She sounds great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SX2n79PIU4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/e2vIP_Wk3gQ/s1600-h/1-26-2009+00003.avi_000020553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SX2n79PIU4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/e2vIP_Wk3gQ/s320/1-26-2009+00003.avi_000020553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295573385349714818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note the nine inch nails footage that I uploaded was seen by the guys'n'gals over at &lt;a href="http://thisoneisonus.org"&gt;thisoneisonus.org&lt;/a&gt; and wanted to use it in their double dvd/blu-ray project.  So I got the footage to them asap! Super cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-9153992170812080119?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/9153992170812080119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=9153992170812080119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/9153992170812080119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/9153992170812080119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/album-update-sort-of.html' title='Album Update.. Sort Of'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SX2n79PIU4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/e2vIP_Wk3gQ/s72-c/1-26-2009+00003.avi_000020553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8740470872890876432</id><published>2009-01-15T00:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:16:31.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOWNLOAD MY VIDEO OF NINE INCH NAILS : LIVE 12.12.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1XZKP2A0"&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1XZKP2A0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/ninsacgif.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/ninsacgif.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the Sac show and this is the video I shot with my DV Cannon ZR500. I was about 4 rows from the stage. I did add the hd audio from the wav rips off of demonoid so the sound is excellent. Don't know a whole lot about video (although I'm sure we all will soon..=) So this is the highest quality wmv file I could quickly come up with.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;details:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aspect ratio: 720x480&lt;br /&gt;duration: 49:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Audio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitrate: 1676 kpbs&lt;br /&gt;44 khz 2 channel stereo&lt;br /&gt;16 bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Data Rate: 1500 kpbs&lt;br /&gt;24 bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video covers a lot of ground. 1 angle is so boring! However this is like the 1st thing I've ever taped.. so aside from getting knocked around my fair share, I made a few mistakes. One was not realizing how heavy the damn thing is to hold for 2 hours.. and two, remembering to bring another battery pack. Whatev. So what I have is the first 49 minutes of the show which takes you through vessel. I also shot piggy and wish but they didn't line up with the audio easily so I nixed them from this. I just wanted to give something back while we're all waiting for the super ginormous dls to finish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8740470872890876432?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8740470872890876432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8740470872890876432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8740470872890876432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8740470872890876432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/download-my-video-of-nine-inch-nails.html' title='DOWNLOAD MY VIDEO OF NINE INCH NAILS : LIVE 12.12.09'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3264039368923608642</id><published>2009-01-08T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:38:48.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Theaters August 28th, 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://halloween-themovie.com/images/index_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 490px; height: 741px;" src="http://halloween-themovie.com/images/index_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=101946169"&gt;Official Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://halloween-themovie.com/"&gt;Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3264039368923608642?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3264039368923608642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3264039368923608642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3264039368923608642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3264039368923608642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-theaters-august-28th-2009.html' title='In Theaters August 28th, 2009!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-5209070673204187230</id><published>2009-01-07T16:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:04:30.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIN releases 400gb of free HD concert footage via torrents!</title><content type='html'>A couple months ago Trent Reznor publicly sounded off about the difficulties he faced with his old record company that prevented him from filming a 3D concert film. Now he's inviting fans to make their own DVD by offering over 400gb of raw HD concert footage free via NIN's own torrent tracker.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.nin.com'&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href='http://digg.com/music/NIN_releases_400gb_of_free_HD_concert_footage_via_torrents'&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-5209070673204187230?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5209070673204187230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=5209070673204187230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5209070673204187230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5209070673204187230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2009/01/nin-releases-400gb-of-free-hd-concert.html' title='NIN releases 400gb of free HD concert footage via torrents!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6145372191913830609</id><published>2008-12-29T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:41:42.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JASON MANIA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SViGLSz9k2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/V8AT0zTDk6Y/s1600-h/jason+003_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 596px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SViGLSz9k2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/V8AT0zTDk6Y/s400/jason+003_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285121691305743202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I ran a red a light on the way home while listening to a new demo. I was hoping that it would turn out a little crazy. Of course I almost drove into the wall at the biggie k drive thru so who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry, I know it's been a few weeks.. but I've been busy. I bought a Wii for myself for X-MAS. It was totally cool opening it under my sort of X-MAS tree (which is pictured above.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SViIPV7cY6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/3Y4-cA40x58/s1600-h/Picture+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SViIPV7cY6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/3Y4-cA40x58/s400/Picture+193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285123959885161378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SViImXcBNYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oDEvJd6R8TA/s1600-h/Picture+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SViImXcBNYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oDEvJd6R8TA/s400/Picture+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285124355427218818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika got me a fucking machete!! Signed by Derek Mears !! (he plays Jason in the new Friday the 13th!) FUckinG AwEsOME!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6145372191913830609?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6145372191913830609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6145372191913830609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6145372191913830609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6145372191913830609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/jason-mania.html' title='JASON MANIA!!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SViGLSz9k2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/V8AT0zTDk6Y/s72-c/jason+003_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-5091973580412691395</id><published>2008-12-29T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:40:06.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Don't Have It Yet : Frankmusik - "Three Little Words" EP &amp; Kanye West - "808's &amp; Heartbreak"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://cdn.7static.com/static/img/sleeveart/00/003/297/0000329775_182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div   style="border: 0px solid black; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; overflow: auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); width: 210px; height: 100px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sure you've noticed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frankmusik&lt;/span&gt; on here and probably gone wtf? Well Frankmusik (A.K.A. Vincent Frank) is fucking amazing. He just got signed to a major, and his first major EP dropped today. Now honestly it's more like a single because it's 2 songs; the A Side &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Three Little Words"&lt;/span&gt; followed by 3 remixes and a live piano acoustic version, and the B Side, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Run Away From Trouble."&lt;/span&gt; Both songs are fantastic and totally worth 1.99 pounds (yes to get it you have to have a UK i-tunes account.)  His debut album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Complete Me&lt;/span&gt; is slated for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://www.kanyelive.com/downloads/kaws808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div   style="border: 0px solid black; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; overflow: auto; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); width: 210px; height: 100px;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A total concept record; I love it. Now guilty as charged, I have been listening to zillions of demo versions of this album for quite some time. In fact with the number of versions of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Robocop"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I was afraid I was going to like one of the demos better. And maybe I do, but the album version is quite good. The strongest track to me is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Paranoid"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. It's by far the danciest and has a total 80's feel to it; which most ignorant critics are complaining about. In fact 90% of the comments I've come across have been mortified and disgusted by this entire record. Could be why I like it. It's the difference between Mellon Collie and Adore, and it's real. There's pain on this record and I admire that. I don't need to go into the already two hit singles, but I do really dig &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Coldest Winter"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Streetlights"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; This is a great record. A great record...But it's not for the ignorant listeners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-5091973580412691395?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5091973580412691395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=5091973580412691395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5091973580412691395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5091973580412691395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-dont-have-it-yet-frankmusik.html' title='If You Don&apos;t Have It Yet : Frankmusik - &quot;Three Little Words&quot; EP &amp; Kanye West - &quot;808&apos;s &amp; Heartbreak&quot;'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2963492401375518691</id><published>2008-12-03T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:20:34.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>46 days til the idiot son of an asshole is DEAD gone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/megif.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/jcss/megif.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I've been pretty much doing almost nothing but working nonstop on my new album and it's coming on along swimmingly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;----------- the process ------&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:courier new;" &gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2963492401375518691?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2963492401375518691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2963492401375518691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2963492401375518691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2963492401375518691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/12/46-days-til-idiot-son-of-asshole-is.html' title='46 days til the idiot son of an asshole is &lt;s&gt;DEAD&lt;/s&gt; 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At one point I paced back and forth so many times I figured I should have been dizzy but I wasn't. Finally 10 hit and I was free. But I didn't make it straight home. I found myself staring at a guiness, surveying the room as waited for my burgers. Basketball was on. I keep trying to take a small interest, at least for entertainment sake, in sports on television.. but it's hard. It's so boring! Glancing around I noticed that similar people from the night before (like myself) have returned tonight as well. This one couple, probably about my age, was sitting at the exact same table and the guy was definitely wearing the same sweatshirt. To my left further down the wrap around bar sat the same older guy drinking his wine by himself. Tonight though his phone rang and he talked to someone for a while. He seemed excited. I am thankful that the  asshole who sat next to me shouting on his cell phone last night had not made a second appearance. However tonight when I approached the same seat and asked the two guys nearest if it was cool if I sat there they replied, "Sure. But we're gay, is that ok with you?" I'm like "whatever.." Then he goes, "ah, I'm just messing with you.. I just wanted the freak you out!" And I dragged it on with "what like I'd say, 'no' can you please sit somewhere else?.." Awkward. Plus I mean it is freakin Applebee's. How much more non-gay, trashy hick can you get? Ecept for that gay waiter. Anyway, to my right further down the other side of the bar was this guy that was waaaaay too  into this girl. He must have been either trying too hard or naturally really annoying. You know those guys that get uncomfortably close to people's faces and still talk really loudly? He was like that. I kept trying not look at anyone too long, but the third wheel with them kept staring at me. It was really annoying. After a few observations of my own I noticed that both girls had FAT rocks on their fingers. Did this guy know? or care? Was he the one for one of them.. Are you still supposed to try that hard if you already won? I don't know.. Again still trying not to stare at anyone, and failing. At this point the manager's out and I guess I probably look suspicious. As a manager I know what to look for as far as shady characteristics. Looking all around room over and over intensely and being shifty eyed- not a good idea. So I finally gave in to the please-don't-do-this-in-public routine of busting out my ipod and watching South Park. And Sarah Silverman. And more South Park. All the while ease dropping on everyone else in the room.  That's all I have to say right now. Time to get to work. I did after just write song number 5. Damn I really should save it for when the block hits. Knock on wood. Oh damn, they play reruns of the Clerk Cartoons on Adult Swim?.. Since when?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-304502339054305314?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/304502339054305314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=304502339054305314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/304502339054305314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/304502339054305314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/11/pointless-segment-126-youve-been-warned.html' title='Pointless Segment #126 (you&apos;ve been warned)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7262123499161676411</id><published>2008-11-20T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:54:06.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>112508</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_iUbYjcjy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_iUbYjcjy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not looking for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not yearning for anybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there is no part of me reaching out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this loneliness is comfortable oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm not looking for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not aching for someone else in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no i'm not feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or missing you certainly not lying too oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with all the time in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and stress levels low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can think for myself and do what i wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and if i wanna die know one needs to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not looking for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not asking for sympathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just not that into sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;relationships &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i fucking hate being affectionate oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not looking for love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not really for one night stands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you really don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't remember mentioning that i even cared oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think you should stay away stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't make me say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe misguided maybe just different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i seen most of what's worth living for just isn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not looking for love ah ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not looking for anybody ah ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think you should stay away stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't make me say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not searching for something more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's come and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now i just want to be left alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7262123499161676411?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7262123499161676411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7262123499161676411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7262123499161676411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7262123499161676411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/11/112508.html' title='112508'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-1703416658093266974</id><published>2008-11-20T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:49:34.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Don't Have It Yet : Britney - "Circus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51EO0K0t4LL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;To be honest I really liked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Blackout"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. Nothing better than dancy Britney especially when she's all fucked up like the rest of us. But this album is has proved that I'm a fan.  (I heard that, fuck off..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;All reviews seem to be raving about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "If You Seek Amy"&lt;/span&gt; which, while I think is a very cool, darker track for Britney (although still bubbily) I'm really into the bonus tracks of the album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Amnesia"&lt;/span&gt; is probably my favorite. Sounds a little Gwen (1st record, who sounded a little old school Madonna [dare I say]) but it's catchy and kinda crazy, ditzy whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Phonography"&lt;/span&gt; is kickass 'cause it sounds like she's saying "pornography", plus it's seductive but with technological references. It reminded me a lot of Kylie's X track, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Speakerphone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The other track that really grabbed me is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Unusual You."&lt;/span&gt; I really like the line &lt;span&gt;"Didn't anyone tell you you're supposed to break my heart, I expect you to, so why haven't you?"&lt;/span&gt; Super catchy, and the chorus has a great yet simple melody. The album is worth checking out. Just excuse&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "My Baby"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mmm Papi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*Just heard two more bonus tracks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Quicksand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Trouble"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. They are amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-1703416658093266974?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1703416658093266974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=1703416658093266974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1703416658093266974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1703416658093266974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-you-dont-have-it-yet-britney-circus.html' title='If You Don&apos;t Have It Yet : Britney - &quot;Circus&quot;'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2595778107585320289</id><published>2008-11-15T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:07:10.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CLIK CLIK : R . I . P .</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://a291.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/7/l_1d8ddfe51da023c16a53f18f0cec089a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even finish their debut album. Sux =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2595778107585320289?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2595778107585320289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2595778107585320289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2595778107585320289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2595778107585320289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/11/clik-clik-r-i-p.html' title='THE CLIK CLIK : R . 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P .'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-4881353817105723247</id><published>2008-11-12T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:03:32.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Two Freddy's Coming For You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SRtEOT37BqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TC5jy-jGJ1o/s1600-h/Picture+95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SRtEOT37BqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TC5jy-jGJ1o/s400/Picture+95.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267879201783613090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right autographed by FREDDY. Be Jealous. It's okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-4881353817105723247?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4881353817105723247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=4881353817105723247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4881353817105723247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4881353817105723247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-two-freddys-coming-for-you.html' title='One Two Freddy&apos;s Coming For You..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SRtEOT37BqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TC5jy-jGJ1o/s72-c/Picture+95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3798453841856246985</id><published>2008-11-01T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:50:32.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>110108</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4lkavigoH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s4lkavigoH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..hey did I tell you about my dream&lt;br /&gt;guess I was wishing of things again&lt;br /&gt;it was us like we used be to be..&lt;br /&gt;..except for the blood&lt;br /&gt;soaked all through my shirt..&lt;br /&gt;..the room was spinning around..&lt;br /&gt;I reached back and felt your knife in hand,&lt;br /&gt;your eyes so cold,&lt;br /&gt;we're making out,&lt;br /&gt;and you're shameless as you drain me,&lt;br /&gt;down on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;we're violent like a movie&lt;br /&gt;and then i wake up (wake up)&lt;br /&gt;and you're gone&lt;br /&gt;no doubt off with someone else&lt;br /&gt;while I'm here alone&lt;br /&gt;breathing like I'm still with you.."&lt;div 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2569762567591601768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2569762567591601768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2569762567591601768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-were-back.html' title='And We&apos;re Back..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-4556745125443932117</id><published>2008-09-17T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:26:29.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&lt; OFF THE AIR &gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;AWAKE WHILE YOU'RE ASLEEP&lt;/span&gt; AND&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;APRIL IN JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;RESPECTIVELY, ARE CURRENTLY OFF THE AIR DO TO UNEXPECTED ATMOSPHERE DISRUPTION. WE'LL BE BACK JUST AS SOON AS THE WEATHER TAKES A TURN. STAY TUNED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-4556745125443932117?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4556745125443932117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=4556745125443932117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4556745125443932117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4556745125443932117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt; OFF THE AIR &gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6352689972526346618</id><published>2008-09-13T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T05:25:32.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCARY IMAGES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;baby wait outside and i'll return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;in minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;or maybe i wont yeah maybe i don't even know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;where i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;sweet skin this is where i'm at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;(don't even try to understand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;it's not what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;it's not what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;but i won't tell you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'll just change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;in the blink of an eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;cause i'm a fucking mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;or haven't you realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'm distraught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;oh how i long to hurt someone so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i seem to be finding myself dwelling on my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;not letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and as you may or may not know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i may just dissappear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'm a mindchanger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;on a heart massacre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and i don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'm a fucking mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;oh haven't you come to see that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'm distraught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and so lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;oh how i long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;to hurt someone so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;why won't you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i'm only scary images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i might just cut and paste you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;it's not safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;with all my scary images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;i might just rip your heart to shreds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;you can still save yourself from this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;get out while you still can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6352689972526346618?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6352689972526346618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6352689972526346618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6352689972526346618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6352689972526346618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/09/scary-images.html' title='SCARY IMAGES'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-5854636127172525023</id><published>2008-09-07T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:29:41.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"HOME . LOVE . LOSS" (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SMO2SciCCPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d9U6kgb6EJg/s1600-h/septemberepcover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SMO2SciCCPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d9U6kgb6EJg/s400/septemberepcover2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234819202222322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm excited to release my new ep&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "HOME . LOSS . LOVE" (2008)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not ideal for most of you who liked the previous &lt;a href="http://www.aprilinjune.com/"&gt;APRIL IN JUNE&lt;/a&gt; tracks, but understand, in the way a great film does, I'm skipping around the stories to make things interesting. These 3 tracks are meant to be listened to loudly and in order; preferrably in one sitting. I feel they're quite dynamic. The artwork has some clues in it too which I felt was strange, but it just worked out that way. You can figure it out by looking at placement of the words and their relation to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the songs themselves, it's ok if they depress you, in fact I hope they do. I hope you get the point. It is but it's not about the words. It is but it's not about what's being said. It's about the motivation within the moment to say and show what's being presented.  Anyway, check it out. As always download it free from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/aprilinjunefever"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ilike.com/artist/APRIL+IN+JUNE"&gt;iLike&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/APRIL+IN+JUNE"&gt;Facebook.&lt;/a&gt; And if you like it support me by buying them below from SNOCAP. (P.S. They are higher quality on SNOCAP.) You gotta wonder, how many more of these before an actual album?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on a side note because of some of the new coding on the myspace layout, it's now definitely best viewed with firefox. It's ok with Explorer but it sucks with Safari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-5854636127172525023?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5854636127172525023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=5854636127172525023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5854636127172525023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5854636127172525023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/09/hope-love-loss-2008.html' title='&quot;HOME . LOVE . LOSS&quot; (2008)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SMO2SciCCPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d9U6kgb6EJg/s72-c/septemberepcover2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6172311169861095905</id><published>2008-08-21T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T04:47:13.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake</title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. It's 4:22 AM and I just witnessed Bud getting laid. Sort of. I can't believe the Married With Children Season 9 dvd set was ripped from a vhs transfer? The quality is total shit. Especially the 1st episode. Afterword I guess it gets better. Finally picked up Dexter season 2. Apparently it's completely sold out in San Jose and Cupertino. Lucky for me I found a copy right here at home. It's still in the packaging though. Along with Kenny vs. Spenny Volume 1 Uncensored and Aqua Teen Volume 5 Uncensored. Sad really. I have a dentist appt. in about 3 or 4 hours. Either way since I'm up now, I'll probably sleep through it. Which is just as well, since I planned on preparing for it for the past 3 days, but failed miserably. Today was supposed to be my day off but of course it wasn't. And of course I also didn't get home until 1:30am. Lame. I tried to mix a track that I'm currently remixing in hopes to release something next month but so far no such luck. Nothing came out to steal. The Annie Live EP on itunes sucks ass. There's an artist who is all studio magic. Again sad. But I'm sure the new album will be great. I got a raise which is cool I guess. I still have no life. And when I have any time to myself I have no energy. I slept until 4pm yesterday. FYI, this is just rambling. I have nothing real to say. I snapped at this kid at work today for not letting my employees focus on work. He was trying to tell this story to his friend that works for me, and I'm like I actually need him to work for his last hour.. Then I tried to be nice and pitch some small talk. I asked him if he was excited for school, and he said yeah, but the doctors won't let him go back for another month because he has cancer. Ouch. I kinda felt like a dick after that. He did look like it though so I don't think it was bullshit. You remember Cancer Boy on Kids In The Hall? Of course you don't, only ancient people like me remember that shit. I'm not looking forward to anything right now. Nine Inch Nails is too far away.  Someday I'm going to have a new car. Woo. And then what. I am going nowhere. Oh well. I guess I'm going to go um watch more Married With Children and not sleep. Tomorrow is going to suck hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6172311169861095905?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6172311169861095905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6172311169861095905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6172311169861095905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6172311169861095905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/08/awake.html' title='Awake'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-1105538707441815748</id><published>2008-08-15T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T03:09:06.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And So It Is..</title><content type='html'>.. The first drunk blog. Please do not adjust your monitors. These mistakes are real. Well the night started off lame. Well the day was lame. Everything broke. Everyone pissed me off. Nothign went the way it was supposed to. Then the x texted me as usual. I don't rrally understand what all this means but whatev. I drove home, changed clothes, wwent out to downtown. There I chilled with mike and this girl he was with, and this other guy and his gf that I met previously but you know me, I'm terrible with names. I had my guinness and everyone else had um dates or were jus sleazy i don't know. I was just cjhillin. Mike's date was really hot. (she knew it too. ) But like i said before I just chilled by the side of the dance floor while Mike and his date did their thing. it was this point that I remembered how the old me used to get so sicked out by sleazy, asshole, creeps that I wouldn't even want to so much as look at other girls because I noticed the way they were leering at them like they were meat. I observed everything from innappropriate advances to copping accidental cheap feels, to just being creepy and staring. Like I said it sicked me out. And at those moment I'd find myself staring at the ground, watching the lights under the dancefloor. They were cool. I really did feel like every dude in the place was a total creep. Now I remember why I don't get along with guys. Plus the stereotype where every girl thinks I'm gay cause I'm not a creep. Okay not every  girl. But like 50% of the females I've met in my lifetime, especially the ones I've been interesrted in have thought i was gay. Fucking wierd,. YEah so anyway, after being dragged to the floor after 3 drinks or sio I proceeded to embarrass myself. I thought so. I was told I was just too uptight. Was I gay? Cause it's cool if you are.. I mean you must be if you're not interested in freakign with me.. smething like that. Totally awkward. So yeah I don't know. Somehow I ended up alone. I realized just like hs dances etc, no matter where I am in life, how old, or whatever, I will always be the loneliest one in the room. It's like in that bush song swallowed where he writes the words "I'm with everyone and yet not" or like in the PVD song Homage where jan sings "That is why I'm so lonely in a crowd and all I think about is coming home to you.. It's the stuff of dreams.. how we hunger for our time.. I can never get enough.." I don't remember the rest.  But anyway. I guess I'm pretty pathetic. I remember I definitely wanted to die earlier tonight. The thought crossed my mind. I don't know why. I guess it's that sick feeling in my stomach that cross  es over to my brain and turns into headache I just want to bash  into the wall over and over until it goes away.  I guess that's why I wanted to go out in the first place.  I guess I had fun. I think I'm losing myself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-1105538707441815748?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1105538707441815748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=1105538707441815748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1105538707441815748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1105538707441815748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-so-it-is.html' title='And So It Is..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3493129049895228912</id><published>2008-07-31T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:28:30.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cut</title><content type='html'>So I have this cut. It's on the left side of the pointer finger on my left hand just southwest of my cuticle. I've had it for almost a month now. It started really small. I think it was the remainder of a slightly over torn hangnail. It's nature seems to be to catch on stuff and become a little worse. The part that sucks is that it's not just like a straight razor slit line.  It's like lots of little gashes accumulated from daily carelessness. From week to week I've been making it worse. Then taking two days to make it better. Then going back to work, and ripping it open first thing.. which of course not only seems to undo all of the healing but fuck it up worse. Last week when I tore it in the middle of the evening it was really gushing. Blood was running all along the perimeter of the nail and seeping down into the top. I had a line out the door, and people glaring at me so I said, "sorry guys, I can't help you right now.. I just cut my finger open." I went to the bathroom, watched it bleed, and texted Erika and she's like whatever you do don't soak it in lots of water (which I wish I had been told before I rinsed it to death.) Anyway, it worked out, despite smart ass remarks from one of my trainees. However that last break only lasted a day and a half. Tonight I ripped it open again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3493129049895228912?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3493129049895228912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3493129049895228912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3493129049895228912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3493129049895228912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-cut.html' title='My Cut'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3515151028051283007</id><published>2008-07-26T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:48:05.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking lot about decisions. The way it's mapped out, it's like your very 1st decisions are given the best possible considerations. You plot out all the pros and cons and Murphy concepts and you make the best possible, logical, rational decisions. Then you start building a life for yourself, trying to attain an appropriate reputation, setting standards and morals, etc. All this is hopefully building a strong foundation. Then you remember when you laid the ground work you forgot to secure one of your four corners. So several decisions down the road, not being able to carry the weight or structure of future decisions because of that premature fault, one corner, we'll say it's the southeast corner (cause who likes the southeast?) just eats it. At that moment your sitting there comfortably , probably watching Halloween 4 and 5 for the umpteenth time, and the whole room slides to one side. So you say, "fuck that room. I didn't like it anyway," and you go and build another room, a better room, right on top of it. Your hopes are that by piling more shit on top of that mistake in your initial structure, you'll be able to cover it up, forget about it and essentially fix it. Since deep down you know you loved that first room, and that you put you heart and blood into it, you go ahead and put away the memories of that room. Whether that be in a box or bag or whatever, you prefer not to throw it away, but you're equally irritated when others, they might be called friends maybe, if you hadn't let them be crushed in that first room, bring up points like, "hey didn't you used to have that kick ass room! Man, everybody loved that room." When you hear that, you're like, "god will you just shut the fuck up about that room already?! I built it wrong, I know it was great but look, I fucked it up. So leave it alone." But instead we just nod and reminisce about that room, cause deep down you really loved that room. Then you find yourself depressed. Again. But years of therapy have taught you hey, move on. Dwelling is fucking useless. No one cares about self pity. And no one gives a shit about you and your has-been room. Now being human, and being stupid, I am firm believer that unless there's some monumental change, such as you're in that late teen, starting to find your adult self stage, or one of that small percentage sitting in the rehab circle, that isn't going back the circle after this, and isn't going to die, well then, we're just the same people, making the same decisions, and the same mistakes over and over and over again our whole lives. We build same rooms over and over. We date the same people. Not necessarily the same person, mind you. But there is a circle. We work the same jobs, entertain ourselves with the same hobbies and interests, all with slight modifications to trick ourselves; pretend that we're making some sort of "progress." But there's that small truth that after years of these tired fucking circles our similar decisions are becoming more careless and more just well, decisions for sake of making decisions and doing something as opposed to nothing, but all the while having that same fucking first or second attempt, worse even, success, hanging over you like knife sinking down closer to the tip of your skull. Days like today, or maybe it was yesterday, or maybe even tomorrow for you, you don't know whether to fight it, give up and let it tear through your head or tilt your face to the sky and and take it to the teeth and down your throat. Of course there's always that step aside option to wait for it to come find you again. But at that point, in that moment, is really is there a point? I'm not sure. But it's something I think about when I'm alone, whether that means surrounded or not so surrounded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3515151028051283007?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3515151028051283007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3515151028051283007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3515151028051283007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3515151028051283007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-1023222433795153253</id><published>2008-07-11T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T04:13:39.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh fuck it. I got nothing..</title><content type='html'>So yeah I just got home. Something about when my body hits 3 am (which translates to 8 hrs shy of a 24 hr work day with nothing in my system except several cans of caffeine which are most likely wearing down my insides as well as my teeth..) causes me to like drop things and bang into doors and walls and otherwise become off balance. At certain points I start to feel this sharp pain in my shoulder blade but I just crack my neck and it passes. It's weird though because my brain is still working. I'm focused, and thinking of 12 things at once while planning my next four steps, but I hit like glitches when the command is shot through to say my left arm and my arm basically says um no? I have no idea. (By the way, did it bother you that I wrote one number numerically and spelled out the other one? I hope so.) Then of course I have all of my extra fun thoughts. Like things I want to say but will never say out loud (or at least never in the sense of this junction) , other thoughts I will say like, oh shit I need to write more. I have all these new ideas with recent events and such so wtf? But I feel like nothing's good enough. I don't like to do things til I'm good and ready. It's not necessarily procrastination.. more just waiting for the perfect timing. As all of you or none of you know I am a perfectionist. Don't forgot I also have these awesome thoughts of pulling a Doug and disappearing. Just up and fucking gone. Every time I burn bridges the remaining paths are less and less and new ones are likewise. How much longer until I can just die in my room and not be found for months? No really, it's like a problem solving SAT question. I'm sure there's a logical way to find the answer. Believe it or not I think about those sorts of things.. at a semi-comfortable, hypothetical level if you will..  But as I will say at the end of this, fuck off, this is not a cry for help or pity and or any other bullshit like that..  This is just free thoughts flowing at 3:53 am.. Yeah so I got depressed tonight around 2:30 in the midst of mess with a solution I felt was attainable, but straining.. I seem to be in that 3 am zone. Who picked 3 am to be the time that you can't sleep, and your mind goes haywire? I could write a bunch of letters I would never in million years admit to writing, or make some fairly fucked up and or possibly awkward phone calls but believe it or not I do have restraint. Sometimes. Once again as I do often end these go-nowhere, accomplish nothing yet onset confusion entries.. here I sit. fuck off. .  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-1023222433795153253?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1023222433795153253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=1023222433795153253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1023222433795153253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1023222433795153253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-yeah-i-just-got-home.html' title='oh fuck it. I got nothing..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-1604753300339976198</id><published>2008-06-28T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:23:34.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EURODANCE SUMMER TSUNAM-O-RAMA!</title><content type='html'>There really isn't much really good Eurodance anymore. But two of my FAV eurodance acts have come out of hiding for summer and yeah, I am so stoked right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SGbH6GZTXiI/AAAAAAAAACo/dKqI3N4gsN0/s1600-h/milkinc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SGbH6GZTXiI/AAAAAAAAACo/dKqI3N4gsN0/s320/milkinc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217077019318378018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MILK INC&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk Inc just dropped their new album out of nowhere! The album is great so far, easy to listen to, upbeat, and just a little bitter like a good Milk Inc album should be. They included the recent singles &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sunrise"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Tonight"&lt;/span&gt; as well as a great 80's cover of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Maniac."&lt;/span&gt; Nothing bad to say about it and according to their official site, it's available everywhere. I guess if everywhere is only Belgium.. So yeah anyway it is out there and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;and As if that wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SGbIipWxLGI/AAAAAAAAACw/tlsvKCnJKuY/s1600-h/sylver-owod+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SGbIipWxLGI/AAAAAAAAACw/tlsvKCnJKuY/s320/sylver-owod+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217077715897756770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SYLVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ONE WORLD ONE DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only a single but these things rarely stay that way. Plus it's the first single in several years so yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-1604753300339976198?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1604753300339976198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=1604753300339976198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1604753300339976198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1604753300339976198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/eurodance-summer-tsunam-o-rama.html' title='EURODANCE SUMMER TSUNAM-O-RAMA!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SGbH6GZTXiI/AAAAAAAAACo/dKqI3N4gsN0/s72-c/milkinc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2667048628082673314</id><published>2008-06-19T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:24:08.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL IN JUNE - NIGHTS : OBLIVIOUS : SCREAM : TRIPLE A SIDE (2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aprilinjune.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SFqIGaWOePI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ys4kKZYW5WA/s320/screamep2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213629162367908082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2667048628082673314?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2667048628082673314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2667048628082673314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2667048628082673314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2667048628082673314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/april-in-june-nights-oblivious-scream.html' title='APRIL IN JUNE - NIGHTS : OBLIVIOUS : SCREAM : TRIPLE A SIDE (2008)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SFqIGaWOePI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ys4kKZYW5WA/s72-c/screamep2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3586973058858390751</id><published>2008-06-12T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:07:31.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 25 Year Old Virgin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Wow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a weird week. &lt;/span&gt;I guess I've figured out a little about myself. I'm slightly afraid that maybe I really am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"boring"&lt;/span&gt;? Fuck. When did that happen? Apparently I talk waaaaaay to much about myself. I never thought telling someone you didn't know things to help get to know you could be classified under self obsessive. But I was told recently it was. Then I got the cold shoulder because I just wanted to have a friend? I don't really like being alone.. but why is it that most girls just want to fuck me?* Why do I think that's a bad thing? Sometimes I wish I really was an emotionless asshole like people say I am. It'd make things easier. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh jeez, are we gonna start lezzing out?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(That was Butters not me)&lt;/span&gt; Anyhow, I did have a great few days off, although I didn't get anything done I was supposed to. Oh well =). Near 24 hrs is definitely a record for me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.s. - I'm trying not to stare and kick "retarded"..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished up vocals on another new track late this afternoon, so it looks like for the moment I'm still on schedule. I triple A SIDE? Is there such a thing? Not sure. Whatever, I do what I want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now also seems like a good time to post a playlist I've been burning up lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANSIONS&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Talk Talk Talk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE CLIK CLIK&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Did You Wrong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE OFFSPRING&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Trust In You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRANKMUSIK&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Made Her Smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALKALINE TRIO&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Fire Down Below"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATES OF STATE&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Re Arranger"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LADY GAGA&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Just Dance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUDIO KARATE&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey Maria"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE TING TINGS&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That's Not My Name"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; REGGIE AND THE FULL EFFECT&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"G"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEAR OF THE RABBIT&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Vaporize"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COHEED AND CAMBRIA&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Feathers (Glitch Remix)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMARIAN&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ice Box"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAAVA&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wherever You Are (I Feel Love)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh yeah I got a new guitar too! Woo! I'm fucking stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*the fuck me statement is in not at all to be cocky or conceded (although I'm plenty cocky and conceded) it's meant rather to reference the fact that 90% of girls that act interested in me actually view me as just a tool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3586973058858390751?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3586973058858390751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3586973058858390751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3586973058858390751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3586973058858390751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/25-year-old-virgin.html' title='The 25 Year Old Virgin'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6516219070768378876</id><published>2008-06-06T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T04:08:11.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO FUCKING WAY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;May, 08&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;June, 6 t.A.T.u.&lt;/b&gt; will perform at &lt;b&gt;Santa Clara, California / USA&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: &lt;b&gt;Avalon Club&lt;/b&gt; (777 Lawrence Expwy, Santa Clara, CA)&lt;br /&gt;Doors: &lt;b&gt;8 PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets and info: &lt;a target="_blank" class="text_head" href="http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/29729"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BROWNPAPERTICKETS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;b&gt;1-800-838-3006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work. I am soooooooooooooooo mad right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOcmSsBfafg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOcmSsBfafg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to see the new video for 220. Kinda sucks though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6516219070768378876?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6516219070768378876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6516219070768378876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6516219070768378876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6516219070768378876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-fucking-way.html' title='NO FUCKING WAY..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2634916933201021465</id><published>2008-06-04T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T04:06:01.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Alone</title><content type='html'>I wonder if when you wrote "I'm tired of sleeping alone, so I won't" Did you consider the difference of just physically being alone at a certain moment vs really being completely alone and knowing that you are? What about the rest of the hours in the day? I'm busy working and having no personality, so I don't have much time to think about it. Me and Crystal are gonna go watch South Park now cause we're boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2634916933201021465?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2634916933201021465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2634916933201021465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2634916933201021465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2634916933201021465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleeping-alone.html' title='Sleeping Alone'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3776398840099271429</id><published>2008-05-29T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:12:22.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carl Wipe That Fucking Smirk Off Your Face</title><content type='html'>So I walked a little slower out of work, leaving about a good 20 minutes after I had relieved the rest of the night crew. I kept thinking how my boss was going to call and complain that I'd been there too late again.. and how I should have had everything done earlier. Then my mind wandered to the fact that I basically just got dumped for having no personality and being obsessed with work. As I made my way to my car I swear I saw a car parked behind a bush, but as I grew closer I realized there was only an empty space. I kept walking, thinking this time about how what I was seeing and contemplating moments before had already passed. It was already over. And few steps later I realized that previous moment I was just in had ended as well. I thought, did I enjoy it? What I'm so much as looking at now, and what I chose to lay my eyes upon then, was it what I wanted? I don't know. I guess we don't really think about thoughts like that very often, if at all. To think I could have been staring at anything else, to the right, the the sky, to the ground; and thinking thoughts that were totally different. But now what I chose is done and cannot be erased, only forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the gas station around 11:30pm. Gas was another 10 cents higher than it was the last time I got some (one week ago.)  I got a lousy 4 gallons for my $20 and was on my way. My stomach was beginning to eat itself like it usually does after running on empty for 16 hrs, so I decided tonight we'll go to Carl's Jr. Now, because of the gas situation and the prior experience of slow shitty service at Carl's, I decided, fuck it, I'm going to dine in tonight. Dining in means no begging Crystal, no extra trash, and a somewhat comfortablish food consumption experience. I walked in and ordered one of the two bogo items on my LAHS discount card. Plus a Cap'n Crunch shake. I stood as the shift leader, Dinora, proceeded to repeat my order, punch it in and then well I'm not sure. Another guy, Pedro, came up. He did exactly the same thing. Then Dinora kicked him off, and tried again. Of course all this was done without any communication to me. Frankly my arm was getting tired of holding my debit card 3 feet off the counter in charge position. This went on for like 10 minutes. Then I heard the register open and close. Dinora goes "shit.." So then they break out the calculator. At this point I'm thinking great. Retards who can't ring up two items when a machine basically does it for them are going to manually calculate the correct dollar amount that I am supposed to trust, even though I've been standing here 15 minutes, with no one else in the room and no sign that I should have any confidence in any of their ability. I was quite glad at that point that I hadn't gone through the drive through. That might have been my whole $20 right there. Now, as I said before I've had terrible experiences in the drive through, but I always chalked it up to only one person running both the in store register and the drive through.  In fact I recall one time being on the phone for nearly an hour while I waited behind two other cars. Amazing, and despicable. So finally I paid, I got my food and went to sit down. I couldn't find a seat that looked comfortable so I sat at a two person seat up against a mid room divider. Diagonally in front of me and old guy in a janitors uniform sat with bags and boxes and like folders with paperwork etc. I kept trying to figure out if he was homeless or just, I don't know, organizing shit. The materials didn't look dirty or damaged or anything, and the guy looked decently clean for an old guy is basically decaying alive.  So I dug into my bbq chicken and cap'n crunch shake. Then the man got up and walked passed me to a man sitting at a far booth on the other side of the room.&lt;br /&gt;He says to the man, "Can I tell you something?"&lt;br /&gt;The man goes "sure."&lt;br /&gt;"Women in this place are all whores. I don't mean every woman, some women are nice, but most of them are dirty whores who will do anything to get to the top.  I sense it, I feel their evil. Whores."&lt;br /&gt;Then he sat back down at his table. He began pulling folded pieces of paper out of his shirt pocket. The were neatly folded papers that were titled Chastity and had a standard portrait of Jesus on the front. He dropped one near me. When he bent over to pick it up and I got ready tell him off, in case he thought of saying something to me. But he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my food, got in my car, and drove home. The light for the usual u-turn took forever as usual. As I pulled up, in my ghetto car, which is super shiny since I had it washed, wearing my classic black NIN with teeth tour sweatshirt, I noticed I was rolling up on a thin woman walking dressed all in black exercise attire. She took one look at me as I casually got out of my car with my shake, in broad streetlight, and broke into a faster paced jog around the other side of an opposing parked car. She turned and looked at me again, this time quickening her pace to a near run. I realized; she was scared of me. I walked slowly toward my door and watched as she weaved between cars to escape me, taking random erratic glances over her shoulder until she was out of sight. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered in. Sat down and began typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am.  And there I was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3776398840099271429?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3776398840099271429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3776398840099271429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3776398840099271429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3776398840099271429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/05/carl-wipe-that-fucking-smirk-off-your.html' title='Carl Wipe That Fucking Smirk Off Your Face'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3085884713052913317</id><published>2008-05-13T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:41:11.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>650-650-6818</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SClFwpnB8FI/AAAAAAAAABg/oFg3ndIpoQE/s1600-h/6506506818.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SClFwpnB8FI/AAAAAAAAABg/oFg3ndIpoQE/s320/6506506818.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199763946881544274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3085884713052913317?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3085884713052913317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3085884713052913317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3085884713052913317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3085884713052913317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/05/650-650-6818.html' title='650-650-6818'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SClFwpnB8FI/AAAAAAAAABg/oFg3ndIpoQE/s72-c/6506506818.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6881646994740761130</id><published>2008-05-05T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:16:46.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Careful What You Wish For.. Now Not Just Something People Say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SB7eJl2BfkI/AAAAAAAAABY/UiqgzvQWyoU/s1600-h/splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SB7eJl2BfkI/AAAAAAAAABY/UiqgzvQWyoU/s320/splash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196835276391022146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm slowly but surely completing my goals. I have paid off all my debts. Fuck you VISA and Fuck you too Mastercard.. Time to go fuck someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm listening to the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nine Inch Nails&lt;/span&gt; record &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Slip&lt;/span&gt; which just came out a few hours ago. I definitely hear Ghosts, but with vocals which honestly makes all the difference. No blow by blows, but I will say a few words. It's amazing how non- commercial the album is. I guess between them and Radiohead I'm really seeing how much control the labels had over them as a product. Now they can just run rampant, without guidlines or structure. Is it good. I haven't been able to get into In Rainbows (sorry), but this is a maybe. As I type this there's nothing but a panning crashing slow drum beat creeping slowly from one side of the speakers to the other (Corona Radiata.) It's a creepy track. You know, I was listening to the new Death Cab album last night and on the track Pity And Fear everyone on the interweb is claiming it to be a rip of a webcast version because of the sudden clipped off ending, but the more I listen to it I wonder if it's just the way the did it? Like they too are trying to jump on the experimental major release bandwagon? Guess I'll know soon enough. The 1st song on that album is really neat. I said neat. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to life.. I just finished another 56 hour week. I am officially appointed to be the Captain of the ship! Unfortunately the ship is springing all sorts of leaks and they're really hard to fix with all the crew members jumping into the ocean. Tonight I was 3 people. It sucked. No break. No meal. Just 13 hr day which was broken up at 11pm when I crashed out in the back for a half hour (power nap.) Amazing but it actually worked. I escaped promptly @ 1am leaving myself to begin again tomorrow where I left off; behind.  I really need to finish a few new tracks. I feel better about myself when I complete new music. I don't feel to great when it's been a while away from it. But I am loaded! And drinking some nice hard lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is a shithole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW and AwESOmE! : Mates of State - Get Better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6881646994740761130?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6881646994740761130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6881646994740761130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6881646994740761130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6881646994740761130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/05/be-careful-what-you-wish-for-now-not.html' title='Be Careful What You Wish For.. Now Not Just Something People Say..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SB7eJl2BfkI/AAAAAAAAABY/UiqgzvQWyoU/s72-c/splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2200507153043909510</id><published>2008-04-28T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T03:34:43.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting: A List of "A-List Things I'm Waiting For"</title><content type='html'>It's been a long week and a longer day. I just ate and discovered I can't stand microwave store bought pizza. Crystal likes bacon ranch pringles. Unfortunately she's not retaining how not to beg and scavenge. Oh well. Waiting, waiting, waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for TEETH to be somewhere I can watch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for Filter's new record&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for weezer's new record (even thought the artwork is terrible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for death cab's new record&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Waiting for my next paycheck so can really be out of debt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for the new Mates of State record&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for my remix of the new Nine Inch Nails single "Discipline" to be approved so everyone can hear it (it took me a steady 6 hours ya know..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for a spare moment to finish vocals and mixing on two tracks I've been working on way too long&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for new Sarah Silverman Program episodes to be on my iPod (even though iTunes refunded me for several of the upcoming episodes in my season pass due to the gay-ass WGA strike; lame)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for Annie's new single to drop in good quality so I can blast it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for Anna Waronker to make an update on her goddamn record. (The last one was Dec 4th, 2007)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for a time when I have time to do what I want except also hypocritically waiting for the time when other people make their exit so I can run the show, at which time I will have no time to do what I want.. (whew.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh and waiting for The Dark Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for new South Park even though the new episodes so far have been kinda eh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting to buy a new monitor that's isn't jammed up in my face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting to buy more storage space to cram more crap I'm currently waiting for when I'm not waiting for them anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting til tomorrow to pick up new plastic cards, jalapeno (blogger claims I spelled this wrong but if I did then so did The Posh Bagel so Ha!) cream cheese, and of course waiting to see Deedee duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Of course there's plenty more stuff I'm waiting for, but I just wasted hella time posting about the other things I'm waiting for that now I have no time (considering the tasks I have left to do tonight) to tell everyone about the other things I am waiting for that I haven't stated previously due to the fact that I have so much left to do in the next few hours so..  I guess I just have to leave it at that. (You can't see me but right after I finished that run-on, I nodded approvingly.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2200507153043909510?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2200507153043909510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2200507153043909510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2200507153043909510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2200507153043909510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/waiting-list-of-list-things-im-waiting.html' title='Waiting: A List of &quot;A-List Things I&apos;m Waiting For&quot;'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3162772072923702334</id><published>2008-04-20T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:39:28.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Sober 420 For Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like to take random pictures on my cell phone and I've decided to start sharing some of them here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magazine Delivery Person Political Commentary Or Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SAsMChV04LI/AAAAAAAAABQ/w5WZczZHCEY/s1600-h/britney.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SAsMChV04LI/AAAAAAAAABQ/w5WZczZHCEY/s320/britney.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191256232923816114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Either way it's awesome. This was the display @ the checkout counter at Safeway. I did not arrange these this way to make a point, but maybe somebody else did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PATHETIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SAsGSBV04JI/AAAAAAAAABA/pTRqU2mGlmM/s1600-h/pathetic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SAsGSBV04JI/AAAAAAAAABA/pTRqU2mGlmM/s320/pathetic.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191249902142021778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These were all over the store. Have you been in a Blockbuster lately? It's really sad. I worked there back in the day. The  location I was employed at went under soon after I quit. Much like Tower Records.. hmm. Well to stay on topic, I thought things were bad when I was working there like 5 years ago. Now things are bad. Walking the ails you can feel the desperation of the corporation as a whole. The impulse buys are messily entwined within the rental selection. The employees mope around like total drones. I remember I used to not want to go to Blockbuster most nights when I was younger because the line to rent would take too long. When we did go, my parents would stand in line while we picked out our rentals. Now when I happen in, the employees practically beg us to rent something. It's really sad. They can't even afford to have their ads professionally printed anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAPE MATTRESS FLOWER BED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SAsEnhV04II/AAAAAAAAAA4/zLmmYvhu61Q/s1600-h/rapemaitress.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SAsEnhV04II/AAAAAAAAAA4/zLmmYvhu61Q/s320/rapemaitress.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191248072485953666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is outside my window. We always called it the rape mattress. Now I guess it's getting some use.  (Yes, those are plant label tags to the right of the plants.) wtf.. Of course right in back of it.. still definitely a rape mattress =) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's that time again. It's been about a month since I posted any music and so yeah, here we go.The idea is yes, I have listened to all the new bullshit and found what's worth trying out. This months selection goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;PLAYLIST #2: (04.20.08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mindless Self Indulgence&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Wanted To Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frankmusik&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotta Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weezer&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pork &amp;amp; Beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annie &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allure &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere Inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alkaline Trio&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Help Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim Leoni &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goldfinger&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tegan &amp;amp;  Sara&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back In Your Head (Tiesto Remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ashlee Simpson &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I've Become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mariah Carey &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side Effects (ft Lil Jeezy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gavin Rossdale &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Remains The Same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Found Glory&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Reason Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kirsty Hawkshaw&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just Be Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I.S.H.C. &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seat Belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depeche Mode &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy the silence (2008 edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t.A.T.u.&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white robe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Foxboro Hottubs &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the pedestrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am X Ray feat Princess&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pretty Rave Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heidrun&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Don't Come Easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Cab For Cutie&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will Possess Your Heart (Album Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janet Jackson&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LUV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dandy Warhols&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Use For A Name&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pacific Standard Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kill Hannah&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrap Myself Around You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3162772072923702334?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3162772072923702334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3162772072923702334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3162772072923702334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3162772072923702334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/magazine-delivery-person-political.html' title='It&apos;s A Sober 420 For Me..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/SAsMChV04LI/AAAAAAAAABQ/w5WZczZHCEY/s72-c/britney.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-3603742006359597517</id><published>2008-04-12T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T02:01:57.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SIGNAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8008160b44e3a0d7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8008160b44e3a0d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331150394%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5EF337958F2287A8F6613E822CDB9604693D60B1.6D6FDAF600CAB19DC8E10C92C0F52341CB0B6225%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8008160b44e3a0d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds6GRQLocjWDixoFEtT4NrNwUNgU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8008160b44e3a0d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331150394%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5EF337958F2287A8F6613E822CDB9604693D60B1.6D6FDAF600CAB19DC8E10C92C0F52341CB0B6225%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8008160b44e3a0d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds6GRQLocjWDixoFEtT4NrNwUNgU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Like it says. Two &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random &lt;/span&gt;people were stabbed by a drunk guy during &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Signal"&lt;/span&gt; back in February of this year, just 6 days after my birthday. If you're not familiar with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Signal"&lt;/span&gt; it's a horror film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"in which a mysterious transmission which invades every cell phone, radio and TV, turning people into killers.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Pretty cool. (Not the actual people getting stabbed, just the synopsis.) Anyway I'll let you know how it is later, cause I think I'll be watching this tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Here's a retarded review from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/"&gt;IMDB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the most messed up movies ever, 10 April 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Author: deathsentencefanlife-1 from United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Signal was one of the most messed up movies I have ever seen. I thought that it was so screwed up the way they made it. I liked how it was made though, it might have been messed up and very crazy but it was cool. I thought that the story line to this movie was great the way they did it. I think that it was cool how they had a T.V. with a bad signal on that makes people go crazy. Then after you got done watching it you go crazy and kill people. I loved the idea of people going around killing random people and just beating the hell out of each other. The acting was not that great because it was mostly new actors. The violence in this movie was very very bloody. The only thing that I really didn't like is that it was pretty boring. There was non-stop action but it was stupid in between. The first ten minutes of this movie were very good and had some great action scenes. One thing I didn't get at all was the first three minutes, man was that weird as hell. Also another thing was that the director was trying to prove that people watch to much T.V. and its not always good for you. Overall this movie had a ton of violence and lots of blood. The only thing was that it was very stupid and way to weird. So if you like movies with tons of violence and a lot of very strange scenes you will like this. I promise you though it will go under one of the most weirdest movies you've ever seen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was the above comment useful to you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. -&lt;/span&gt; Funny Games is a fun one too, but the original is way too long. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FYI:&lt;/span&gt; If you're ever watching it, when the screen looks it's frozen, just fast forward for like 10 or 15 minutes. Trust me, you don't miss anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-3603742006359597517?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8008160b44e3a0d7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/3603742006359597517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=3603742006359597517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3603742006359597517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/3603742006359597517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/signal.html' title='THE SIGNAL'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8210862183805220692</id><published>2008-04-06T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T05:05:00.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E=MARIAH WOO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R_i8GZqQs0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/bFH2uuYAKRE/s1600-h/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R_i8GZqQs0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/bFH2uuYAKRE/s320/front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186101789070504770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:31am. Right on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FUN FACT!: This album cover is heavily blocked by google image search.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8210862183805220692?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8210862183805220692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8210862183805220692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8210862183805220692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8210862183805220692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/emariah-woo.html' title='E=MARIAH WOO.'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R_i8GZqQs0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/bFH2uuYAKRE/s72-c/front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6049052511647156855</id><published>2008-04-05T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:45:27.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrift</title><content type='html'>I'm writing this entry solely because I feel I need to write something here. I'm not sure what to say. I know I'm not preaching to the choir. I think I might be in the wrong synagogue. In the past few weeks I've realized I don't have to run anymore. I've finally outdistanced the things that have kept me paranoid for years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also can't really reach out for anything because now there's also nothing all too familiar out there. Everyone I know has either changed, or grown up, or moved far on.. except me. I feel like I'm just plain old me.. sitting here, writing chapters in the same old book as always because it doesn't seem to have an ending. As my grandma used to say, "the time passes anyway.." That's a little haunting, cause it is passing. I'm 25. I don't know what I have to show for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R_csMpqQsyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ulaNntIpH5o/s1600-h/00-APRIL_IN_JUNE-DRIVE-COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R_csMpqQsyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ulaNntIpH5o/s320/00-APRIL_IN_JUNE-DRIVE-COVER.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185662091793576738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this new song "DRIVE" that I just released but I'm not sure many people got it. It's about the frustration of passing time, repeating mistakes and patterns, and knowing that you ought to know what to do next by now but concluding that you don't. It quarrels with the confusing thoughts of wanting to rebel and wanting to run away but deep down inquiring a solution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had lots of 3 and 4am night drives to deal with bullshit in the past. On those drives I used to put on trance or bubble gum dance (as my friends in high school teased me about) and just try to drive off the frustration. In a way I wanted to make a song to help others that feel that way, and partly pay homage to own favorite drama resolving pastime. I know it's not easily digestable, especially to the simple minds I have attracted in the past. But um, cry about it? I will say it has a much better effect through headphones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6049052511647156855?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6049052511647156855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6049052511647156855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6049052511647156855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6049052511647156855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/04/adrift.html' title='Adrift'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R_csMpqQsyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ulaNntIpH5o/s72-c/00-APRIL_IN_JUNE-DRIVE-COVER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8973294711846266934</id><published>2008-03-22T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T06:24:35.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKEN FROM THE MYSPACE BLOG OF PALE LIKE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So there's been no real word on what happened with us. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To set the record straight, Pale Like You is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, I just haven't known what to say. I haven't wanted to deal with it. I tend to just burn things and leave them smoldering in the last place they stood, rather than sweep them up or give them a proper burial. It's just how I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE JIST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The frustration of putting 210% in a band for too long and having no one care at all, not even the other people in the band, is enormous.  Dropping every dime and exhausting every creative muscle doing professional bullshit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;(booking, promoting, web designing, doing logos, merch, album designs, distro, oh and setting up rehearsals, recording sessions and writing the songs while keeping everyone else in check)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, dealing with retarded ass phone calls on a weekly basis  from members on the day of a show that's been scheduled and supposedly promoted for months asking, "Yeah, uh dude where are we playing again? And uh what time?" amongst other unnecessary bullshit like members telling people blatantly not to support us, was overkill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE SELF TITLED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a shitty full length with a guy who didn't give a fuck about us beyond what we were paying him ($400/day) to watch comedy central with the sound off, play with his dog and talk to other musicians on our time was rediculous.  Honestly, I don't blame him. It was good experience. I learned a lot and I observed a lot. I knew the whole time that he knew I was the only serious one in the room and the record is a product of that. The self titled is a bang up job on my 25% and they're 75% is kinda eh and worse. Excluding the drums which are always phenomenal (performance wise) the rest was half-assed. I learned. And I won't drop 3 grand for another record again.  I can make great fucking records on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of my thoughts and feelings the album was recorded @ Popsmear with Scott Llamas right inbetween recording the new Action Design EP (Chick from Tsunami Bomb) and other records. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our new and final record is available on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playListId=264974129"&gt; iTunes. Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All bitterness aside, the several year experience of Pale Like You has left me a bit hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;While working on other things I had no desire to deal with "the scene" anymore. Shows suck. I love playing them, but this thing of, "okay tell me exactly when you go on so I can walk in and walk out right after," sucks. "Oh and can you put me on the guest list, cause this whole music thing isn't worth actually supporting..," that's fucking fucked too. Fuck the kids. I totally get that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;APRIL IN JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I dived right into a laundry list of new songs under the name APRIL IN JUNE.&lt;br /&gt;The idea with AIJ is "product is everything." And not for profit, but for sake of making music that does not suck. There is so much shitty music out there, even bands that are supposed to be good are turning out shit right now. The most important thing was to just make good music again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set everything up, the &lt;a href="http://www.aprilinjune.com"&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;a href="http://www.aprilinjune.com"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;, recorded more than 2 albums of totally original completely different material. I collaborated with Monika Santucci on one track, and discussed collabrations with many others but as the ball got rolling I got cold feet I guess? I started to hate the tracks. I started feeling like they weren't good enough even though every single person that got a peek was totally stoked. It wasn't enough for me and my critical ear. So I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There hasn't been a day that I haven't thought about the project as many times a day as I'm supposed to think about sex, but I haven't touched an instrument for more than 5 minutes in months. Lately, the grind, and straying from "the path" has really been eating at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So tonight I was reading this interview with Trey Parker online AV CLUB and the genius that he possesses spits out this total epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"..it's like sitting down and wri&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ing a song. When you sit down and write a song, you kind of have the idea for the song, and you sit there at the piano and you kinda just write it. And then of course later there's some dinking around with it and changing some stuff. But there's this thing that happens when the song first comes out, that sort of magic when it first comes out of the ether, and you can't even really explain where it comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That happens so much with music, and people understand that with music. But I really think that a lot of movie and TV should be the same way.  So much of what you see now in Hollywood is written and directed by committee, and you can see it. Things are so workshopped and so run around the room, and so overthought. And finally, once you have a draft and then a draft of the draft, then they go in there and they work on every single little joke, and "Is there a gag here? Is there something here?" You would never do that with a song. You would never sit around for a month and talk about what a song should sound like, and what the chorus is going to be.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well There it is plain and simple. As a musician I've been doing exactly that. I've been checking every phrase, every note, re - re-recording entire finished mixes just to rethink the sound of the tracks. Not speaking from the heart or the gut but from my brain.  So I'll be starting in a new place soon. I'll be finishing a few tracks that have nerve and potential over the next few weeks.  In the meantime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will begin releasing the ones that I already finished on Snocap on the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.aprilinjune.com"&gt;APRIL IN JUNE myspace&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.aprilinjune.com"&gt;APRILINJUNE.COM&lt;/a&gt; (which ever you prefer)&lt;br /&gt;on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;APRIL 1st, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love for you all to check out the tracks and share your thoughts.  I will be keeping it active. I have a lot in the works right now, so check it out from time to time and as always my personal blog &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/"&gt;AWAKE WHILE YOU'RE ASLEEP&lt;/a&gt; can keep everyone up to my daily happenings and ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The last thing I have to say is a HUGE THANK YOU to all of you who did support us over the years, came out to shows, hung out with us, and supported our music. I am not oblivious. I hope that you will move on with me and take part in my next chapter of creativity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off this page for good -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8973294711846266934?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8973294711846266934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8973294711846266934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8973294711846266934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8973294711846266934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-theres-been-no-real-word-on-what.html' title='TAKEN FROM THE MYSPACE BLOG OF PALE LIKE YOU'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-44956538917285910</id><published>2008-03-18T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:58:35.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Song I've Heard All Year   - - - - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - -                              (So Far)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt; - "Girlfriend"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck finding more than the clip on her myspace..  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHA&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-44956538917285910?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/44956538917285910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=44956538917285910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/44956538917285910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/44956538917285910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-song-ive-heard-all-year-so-far.html' title='The Best Song I&apos;ve Heard All Year   - - - - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - -                              (So Far)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7943173518333419337</id><published>2008-03-16T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T03:55:51.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Grown Man Shit Himself In My Store Tonight!</title><content type='html'>Yo Yo Yo I am eatin' egg rolls and I have had a shot! It all started when I went out to get my new number from my room mate because I seriously couldn't remember it. Yep, so I got offered a shot by his friend who just got out of jail for a DUI and then I'm told there was quote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"hit of x"&lt;/span&gt; in that!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you're kidding right?"&lt;/span&gt; They're like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"no, you'll be humping the wall soon.."&lt;/span&gt; So I went back to my room and yeah made some egg rolls. Now I haven't determined whether I am on E or if I am just buzzed from the shot. But none the less, the egg rolls are great. That could be because I only eat once a day. that's right once a day. No exceptions except when I eat twice or three times. On the subject of eating, let be known that I did in fact chew the inside of my cheek open while eating a can of pringles. That's right I said a can. Blood everywhere. Not so much fun. But that was before the shot and this is after. Movin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to put a few playlists of NEW non-shit music I have come across in a world of shit music, and in no particular order the first list goes a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Playlist #1 (03.16.08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Filter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Soldiers Of Misfortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Befour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;How Do You Do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Verano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Circles In The Sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; (ti-mo remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sugababes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;About You Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The Dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Puppet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Red Panda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Never Coming Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&gt;&gt;break: NOTE:  it's 1:43 and I always notice that&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Nada Surf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Weightless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kylie Minogue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Speakerphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ken Andrews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Up Or Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mates Of State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Fraud In The 80's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The Color Fred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hate To See You Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Freezepop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Duct Tape My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hot Chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ready For The Floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Popvert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Careless Whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Julien K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kick The Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Bleeding Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Infernal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;From Paris To Berlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kim Leoni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Henri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Push The Button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Dancefire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; (C.Y.T. Dolce Radio Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;New Years Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ready Aim Misfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Goldfinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;One More Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Basshunter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now You're Gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;(Radio Edit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;No Use For A Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Biggest Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Anna Waronker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I Don't Wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go.  No more lame ass radio for you.  Just Stick with me and you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting read; in my last post I bitched about being banned from the SP board for saying "douchefart." Apparently it was a mistake (whew)  and in fact everyone in the board got banned by the  &lt;a href="mailto:info@southparkstudios.com"&gt;Board Administrator&lt;/a&gt; ! (That's the guy you should send naked pictures of your or any other grandpa to; seriously do it! It'll be fun!)  Anyway see for yourself over @ &lt;a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/"&gt;Southparkstudios.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and if you wanna buy a kick ass computer check this out:&lt;a href="http://sfbay.craigslist.org/pen/sys/607824014.html"&gt;http://sfbay.craigslist.org/pen/sys/607824014.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The t.A.T.u. poster is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; INCLUDED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7943173518333419337?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7943173518333419337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7943173518333419337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7943173518333419337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7943173518333419337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/grown-man-shit-himself-in-my-store.html' title='A Grown Man Shit Himself In My Store Tonight!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7849899864176107558</id><published>2008-03-14T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T04:03:19.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FILTER: April, 27 2008 at KDGE-Edge-fest Pizza Hut</title><content type='html'>A favorite band playing at a fucking Pizza Hut! If I didn't think Texas was full of redneck douches and if I had a a private jet and that day off I would so be there. Oh well. New album 5/13 woo! And new single free on their myspace! Now back to cleaning.. (And another stagnant day in the future of AIJ..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: &lt;em&gt;A ban  has been issued on your username.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been banned from this board until &lt;strong&gt;Sun Mar 16, 2008 12:55  am&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact the &lt;a href="mailto:info@southparkstudios.com"&gt;Board Administrator&lt;/a&gt; for more  information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the words "douche" and "douchefart" in a generic sense not directed at any individual on the Official South Park board and I got banned.  Um, yeah.. something is wrong here..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway feel free to send the  &lt;a href="mailto:info@southparkstudios.com"&gt;Board Administrator&lt;/a&gt; hatemail, spam, or naked pictures of your grandpa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7849899864176107558?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7849899864176107558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7849899864176107558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7849899864176107558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7849899864176107558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/filter-april-27-2008-at-kdge-edge-fest.html' title='FILTER: April, 27 2008 at KDGE-Edge-fest Pizza Hut'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-880145360258446343</id><published>2008-03-03T23:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T05:22:15.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NINE INCH NAILS : GHOSTS I - IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R81B1scoe4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7sV14YUR92s/s1600-h/pic_splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R81B1scoe4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7sV14YUR92s/s320/pic_splash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173863937638693762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holy shit! So last night, I get home from my lousy 12 hour day and check the &lt;a href="http://www.nin.com/"&gt;NIN &lt;/a&gt;site like I always do and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;WHAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"The new NINE INCH NAILS record is available RIGHT NOW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; was the headline on March 2nd, 2008 as of 9pm that evening. I was astounded and hella excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the record, how it was made, the "rules" for making it, etc. on the &lt;a href="http://ghosts.nin.com/"&gt;official record site.&lt;/a&gt; Then I went through the options for purchase. There were so many! I could download it in any format my heart desired for only $5! Of course I could get the Ultra Deluxe set for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$300? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn. That's insane. But amazing. It comes with 2 cds, a dvd, blu-ray, 4 vinyls, two fancy pictures, and 40 page booklet all in crazy luxurious packaging! Plus it's limited to 2500 copies because each one is personally signed and numbered by Trent! And I know that if I buy the huge package Trent really gets paid for his work. That's something no one's really been able to do before for a big artist like that. So I'm thinking "maybe." I don't want to get carried away, so I figure like I'll pay for the DL and then if I love it, which I'm sure I will, I'll go for it. Well evidently so did a zillion other people because not only did the purchase page keep cancelling and timing out, but once I did finally purchase it, the download didn't finish properly. After hours of messaging the NIN helpdesk and retrying, I finally gave up and bought the record on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00158SHD8/ref=amb_link_6465152_2?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=auto-sparkle&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=0A33YKXXQESKQ66EK2MP&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=301&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=369078301&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=nine%20inch%20nails"&gt;Amazon.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time it was like 5 or 6am and I really had to sleep seeing as I had a 12 hour day ahead of me starting a 10am. So I went to sleep, got up, and went to work. I could not stop talking about the album. I was so excited! You have no idea the joy I feel from simple materialistic pleasures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm sick, I know. Don't care. Don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Finally I got home at 11pm only to find my sort of dog Crystal with tar on her from the roof. RRRRRGGH. No time to clean her up now though, and she seemed happy enough anyway. Gotta listen, gotta listen! I flew in my room, and by flew I mean stepped quickly over mounds of useless junk and clothes and powered on my computer and cranked my new KRK ROKIT Powered 5 kickass moniters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I've never had the chance to document a highly anticipated release such as this one during my first listen. So, much the in spirit that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GHOSTS I-IV&lt;/span&gt; was created, I will review- no review is too strong a word.. I will reveal my first impulsive thoughts on each track as I listen to them for the very first time. Here we go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;01 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is very Still. That's for sure one of my favorite records of theirs. Kinda incomplete but definitely related to what I was doing in my first attempts of music which eventually became JCSS and pale like you (Version 1.0). This track reminds of Leaving Hope. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Decent intro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;02 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Immediately resembles the opening of The Day The World Went Away with droaning feedback    guitars or distorted keys. Also sounds a lot like this record I used to fall asleep to in high school called I think bBoweyelashwish by Loveliescrushing. As I recall it was a really pointless shitty record of ambient noise but the first track had a dreamy 3 piano note melody backed up by some female layered "ahhs". &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;Another intro or segment. Doesn't really feel like a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;03 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally a drumbeat. This is so Fragile. This is the sorta thing I remember from the 2000 Cow Palace show. The band would do these jams like during La Mer or The Mark Has Been Made. There's definitely the same style low end one string solo lead that's almost bassy (from TMHBM.) It's just like the part in the middle of the performance where the video drops to a small bit of orange like the birth of fire. (See And All That Could Have Been DVD.) I like how Trent often uses plucking strings as percussion. There's this middle easternish theme underneath. Weird. Snake-charmer status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; They should use this in like a scary tribal movie or X-files episode (R.I.P.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is one clean very dirty acoustic riff over and over. It sounds like a jam. Different loud ass guitars coming and going out at random times. Kinda like when, you know when you're jamming with new people and you hit points where you try stuff but you don't really fall into any groove and you have to keep stopping a trying again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;This is just a four chord riff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;05 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Synth drums creeping. Then this piano riff like they use in westerns when the hero rolls in town in there's tumble weeds with no one in sight.. but you know there's more to the place than you're seeing. Intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;Then it's over. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;06 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Low end bells in the same riff over and over. A low end horn melody starts underneath. This is totally like walking in a cave in Twilight Princess when you have a gut feeling that there's something there but it turns out to be nothing or very minimal. Okay I'm tired of these bells now. They need to stop. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; That was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;07 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This sounds like a cool interlude or like a growing intro to another song. Typical NIN synth drums that were my first "Love At First Sight" experience. Awesome. This is hella Fragilesque but also a tad Further Down The Spiral. Daft Punk/ Deep Dish phat key riff. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Cool I guess. But probably a track on an NIN record I would only listen to if I was listening straight through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;08 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heavy guitars and drums like The Line begins to Blur.It's funny how it's positioned in the tracklisting in the same area as TLBTB is on With Teeth. Bang yo head to this. It keeps getting louder and more obnoxious with distortion, etc. Hella NIN. I bet this would be fun to perform for 20 or 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Just a riff, but at least there's two and at least it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;09 GHOSTS I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Very catchy 5 note piano riff with a few alternating notes. Oh damn it stopped. Something newish? Nope now that stopped. Back the the piano. This would make a cool website background loop. It gives you the same thing but with just enough variance to not drive you insane while browsing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; I wish this had turned into something at the something newish point but I guess in the fashion of this whole GHOST I piece it doesn't stray any farther than it's designated area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;10 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bang Bang Nigga! I'm so reputable. No but there are these gunshots like at the beginning, middle and end of tons of my ghetto, gangster rap cds. Drums are cool. Scratchy distorted pulses like on In This Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Definitely should be in a movie right before some major shit is about to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eerie Orchestra. Very "GHOSTLY". (Hahaha..) I can see like tortured souls in hell squirming, and contorting their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt;I like when the drums and droaning bass key riff drops out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;12 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This feels like Trent's working on a song idea. Oh damn. Bass and drums kick in right on time. Heavy ass buried guitars are present too. It all kinda fades out, but not. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt;  A statement from monkey from Korn comes to mind after this track. On their 1st Family Values Tour (the only good one) he was telling MTV about they're writing process. He said they write a riff and if they can't see everyone totally into it the ditch it without a second thought. I try to keep that in mind from time to time when writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;They shoulda ditched this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;13 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Billy wrote this piano riff. But Trent added the ambiance underneath. Plus I know his whispery exhales. No vocals my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Sleepy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;14 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This riff is sick. It is totally NIN especially sliding back to the last chord thing they often do in their guitar riffs. I feel like decent vocals could go over this for the most part if it was reworked. It's got the repetition.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Yep, cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;15 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want refrain from using the word dumb, but this is a pointless track. Somebody is either loop happy or just hitting different sound effect keys in no particular order. Maybe Trent left the room for this one and they snuk it on the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Honestly? ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's dance! Except I don't dance. Damn. Synthy weird mumbling and typical NIN guitar riffs. The backing solo reminds me of The Downward Spiral remixes on Further Down The Spiral. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Ends like and plays like an MSI track, that is if MSI did instrumentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;17 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;Huh,? Oh I spaced, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;18 GHOSTS II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eurodance keys yay! But of course here comes the droan. I'm going to name it Frank. Frank is always this sorta shady guy that you can stand for a short while if you have to, but when it's time for Frank to leave it's time for Frank to leave. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; I've been listening to this record for an hour now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like the heavy drums, but I've given up hope of them going anywhere. I'm still waiting for when I hear resemblances to Driver Down and The Perfect Drug. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;I barely noticed where this track ended and the next began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;20 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I paid money for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt;Well at least there's a sort of rockin track fades in for 20 seconds at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED BORE_ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I know how Deedee felt at band practice on our overly long unfocused days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; There's lots of cool fades,and nice piano notes but none of this goes very far to me and I'm a musician dammit. Think of the people without a musical or artistic bone in their body. They would have turned this record off by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;23 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I start playing riffs like this I come to the realization that I need to maybe, you know, stop for the day. I find myself standing against a wall, lacking proper posture.. and thoroughly enjoying what I'm doing even though I know it's just nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;I got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;24 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gotta stay with this. Okay. Hecka PIG or KMFDM MDFMK whatever.. Basically industrial dance. It's bands like KMFDM and Ministry that write this stuff. Not NIN. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt;Come guys, you're better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;25 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another awesome full band interlude/segue sort of jam. I can make out definite catch. It rocks, there's a groove and it's dynamic enough to keep it interesting. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;This should have been one of the 5 they were planning for this record when the mentioned it was probably going to be an EP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 GHOSTS III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See commentary for "26 GHOSTS III". It's like that but a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weezer bass line? Huh? I picture a bunch of 1st timers sitting around writing a song that they think is sounding pretty sick so far so they just keep going.. Something simple. But then it falls it something more promising. Nice chords.. But with Frank. Now it's just repeating parts like this record always does. I do like this chord change. It's nice to have two separate progressions in the same song. I should note this is the 3rd longest song. Omg, am I hearing a third progression? Is this EP worthy? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;We got 4 so far people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This has good structure. The band sounds tight. This sounds rehearsed or at least played before. Out of tune piano never sounded so good. I like the constant beat that pulls everything together. It gives everyone else room to experiment without losing it's own input.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This track and a few of the other tracks remind of BT's most recent effort This Binary Universe. If you enjoy Dreamy slow simple drums, piano and other minimal instrumental arrangements check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;31 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This starts off in a Nirvana live style. Tight drums and messy guitar. Then comes normal rocking segue way live NIN riffs and guitar solos. The Mark Has Been Made - Complication - The Way Out Is Through etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This has a Ripe With Decay outro after taste.. but with a driving kick drum. This feels like it's part of "31 GHOSTS IV." I didn't even realize the track changed until I looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; These two should have been one track. Another EP possible candidate. Kinda Lynchish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 GHOSTS IV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I take from this is it uses similar electronic tones and melodies to the ones used all over Year Zero. Do I like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; I guess I'm indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;34 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again. Another very Still track. I dig this a lot. FYI this is the longest track on the record clocking at 5:53. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST THOUGHT: &lt;/span&gt;It starts to get stale at about 3:50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This track uses the same effect as in The Great Destroyer at 2:08 during the break down. Surprisingly, this is the first track to really reflect any Year Zero material at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt; Only one track left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 GHOSTS IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the NIN record tradition, a slow piano based ballad.. Except mini. It totally sounds like a weird rendition of Adrift &amp;amp; At Peace. It's using lower chords and is a little messy, and totally stripped down and out of tune. The end is just a quiet sort of static wind sound. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST THOUGHT..&lt;/span&gt; I think I'm ready to review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Let me begin by saying what I'm about to say is very hard for me to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me follow that by saying "say" as many times as possible in many more sentences to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No in all seriousness, I never thought I'd see the day where a NINE INCH NAILS record could surface that I didn't absolutely love. It was hard as I finished GHOST I and GHOST II to not include certain thoughts. Why is this a NINE INCH NAILS record? Why is this considered the new record at all? I paid money for this? Twice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The headline on nin.com as of March 02 reads The new Nine Inch Nails record is available RIGHT NOW! Does this really have to be the new Nine Inch Nails record? Why can't it be a remix album like Fixed, or a free download experiment? Why couldn't it be presented as, "We had a really cool 10 week jam session based on impulses last fall and we'd like to share some clips with you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what this record is. These are clips. These are riffs. These are not songs. Every true recording artist in existence has a ton of this kind of material. Pieces of a greater accomplishment waiting in the wings for their day in the light. Do you know what would happen if every artist released something like this as a record? No one would take them more seriously then they do any jam band. As I mentioned earlier, I am a struggling recording artist. When I listen to music or anything else I am an active listener. I have found a lot of good in this "record" and I definitely have an appreciation for it's content. But we are a rare form from the mass majority. If I played this for almost anyone I know they wouldn't get it. Most probably wouldn't even be able to listen to the first GHOSTS let alone all four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read that it was instrumental I was a little distressed, but I thought hey, the Fragile was considered light in lyrics, Still was mainly instrumental, and the band has had many instrumental songs over the span of it's career and they have been great. So I immediately assumed (making an ASS out of U and ME) that this would be the case. Since when does instrumental mean also nearly no composition? Anybody can jam. And Trent and crew are probably some of the best musicians out there, but on a professional level, they shouldn't have released it as the next record. I'm trying to rant the least bit possible, after all (rolling eyes and reciting) Nine Inch Nails is my favorite band and Trent can do no wrong. (deep breath.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Trent reached 10 year in my book a long time ago. But this thing of dropping off of any label and having no producers; I guess I thought bands ditching idiotic labels was good. Don't get me wrong, the distribution methods and ideas being exercised are without a doubt revolutionary. But does that mean because a system has a few flaws, you throw the whole thing out and make up a new one on impulse? The bottom line is Interscope or any other major never would have released this album purely because of it's content. There are no songs. This will decrease the fanbase and therefore decrease the profit margin of the band. Sure hippies will love it, and die hard (harder than me apparently) fans will love it and say it's amazing, but really? There are no songs. No tracklisting. No focus. A repetition of the same formulas without any completion. I'm glad I only paid $5 bucks for it, but twice. I'd still rather pay my favorite band in the world $10 then some prehistoric, shady, record industry fatass, old fogey all the while knowing that the won't ever see  so much as a penny. But I am disappointed. It will be interesting to see how this unfolds throughout the year after April when the record is officially released in stores to the rest of world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-880145360258446343?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/880145360258446343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=880145360258446343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/880145360258446343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/880145360258446343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/03/nine-inch-nails-ghosts-i-iv.html' title='NINE INCH NAILS : GHOSTS I - IV'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R81B1scoe4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7sV14YUR92s/s72-c/pic_splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-7054602750644312170</id><published>2008-02-29T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T05:52:35.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh..</title><content type='html'>I just finished sifting through 900 tracks from hella radio promos, trying to pick new material for my playlists. (They're getting a little stale.) I've gotta say, most of the new music coming out is total crap. It's just recycled garbage but done worse with no angle. I feel a little  nausious at the moment.  I  didn't  find much that grabbed  my eye.  CSS from Canada has this song called "Music is my hot hot sex," that starts off pretty cool but then halfway it changes languages and sucks for the remainder. Another band New Years Day has promise, good chick vox and the bassist from Home Grown is in it.. but I am way too tired to demo and judge their other tracks at the moment. I actually found myself relieved to hear Sara Bareilles "Love Song" in the mix.  It doesn't seem like that bad of song after listening to several hours of pure shit but it does bear major similarity to The Rocket Summer's "So Much Love". Oh and the "Numb" remix or rather cover of Linkin Park by simply Crystal.  Anything with a dance beat and soft airy vocals is better than Chester any day. Cobra Starship sounds like Good Charlotte. Of course so does everything else. Nameless crap like Medina Lake, Anberlin, . W(ho)TF? And then there's all the MCR excrement like Chiodos.  Ugh.  Did you know Adema is still maing records.. gross. But  I  guess if I had no talent but somehow was in the scene, I'd still want to make music too.. It's a dream lifestyle you know? Seems like indie bands are like indie movies; a few are great but most of them suck ass.  However I am starved for new. So I guess I'll see what good I can find in this crap. I just hope nothing rubs off. ughh..  On a positive note Me &amp;amp; My just got added to iTunes yay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-7054602750644312170?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/7054602750644312170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=7054602750644312170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7054602750644312170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/7054602750644312170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/02/ugh.html' title='Ugh..'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6216612833236628678</id><published>2008-02-17T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T02:33:04.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want Someone To Eat Cheese With</title><content type='html'>Why are like 1 in 4 comedies actually not comedies? In fact in seems to me that there is this whole genre of random films that are labeled "comedy", but are actually sad depressing, awkward films that use random moments of comedy to try to hide the fact that their just depressing and awkward. Personally I blame it on marketing. No one's gonna buy a film that says that says "..This film made me feel weird and alienated in my own life.. I found myself reflecting on regrets and feeling like I failed at life that isn't even mine.." People need reviews like "Hilarious!, could possibly be one of the funniest films of the year!" Specifically, breaking that down.. People need a positive confident word like "Hilarious." If they leave it at that, it gives people high hopes. Too high. They have to have words like "possibly," that gives room for leeway. That way when or if we think it sucks we don't feel misled. Any way all of this is coming from this movie I'm currently in the middle of, "I Want Someone To Eat Cheese With".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about this fat guy who's sad and desperate and falls for this strange girl, "Beth" who's played by Sarah Silverman. He loses jobs, gets dumped, lives with his mom, and doesn't get parts as an actor in anything he wants. When he meets Beth things start looking up, you know, like in every romantic comedy. Except in this one, Beth dumps him and turns out to be super shallow, saying she "just wanted to be with a fat guy so she would find out what it was like." Then she dumped him. Really sad and wtf? Plus there's this underlying metaphor they put in these things.. This one happens to be the guy "James" obsessing over his favorite movie "Marty," which he finds out is being remade and he can't get a part in the movie. I've found basic suicide plots in dramas, real or film, seems to involve the main character clinging to an idea or dream that's seemingly impossible. Of course most of them go the way of the impossible becoming realized and the meaning of life is lost etc, etc. This one also has a reoccurring theme where supposedly the love of your life is right in front of you or under your nose and you don't see it until the end.. Or maybe you never do realize it. But there are these moments where the situation is put right in front of you and both people have like a realization but it turns out to be too much of a shock or maybe not.. maybe just awkward.. And so the moment passes and yeah. But in this one the moment comes back and ends with the right girl in the right place before it's too late. And so now you realize by these words that the movie just ended. Time for another one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6216612833236628678?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6216612833236628678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6216612833236628678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6216612833236628678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6216612833236628678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-someone-to-eat-cheese-with_17.html' title='I Want Someone To Eat Cheese With'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-1659450836137245869</id><published>2008-01-31T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T02:52:34.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Out</title><content type='html'>For everything I don't write, there's six or seven great thoughts that really explain me that get lost before I can decide to put them down. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Tonights focus is "Get Out". Now although "Get Out" is the dumbest most annoying song on The Color Fred, I'm actually talking about the phrase in the literal sense. I am a person who needs change. I live for change and security and then change .. I guess it's sort of a chicken and the egg thing. Most that have known me have found this to be quite hypocritical. What can I say. Everything anyone's ever said about me is or was or is probably true in some way, shape or form. I got over it, maybe someday they will to. But one thing I've learned about my illogical erratic ways is that when I want out "I want the fuck out now." These things never seem to work in the mature logical fashion I wish they would, in terms of timing; they suck. It's always too soon.  Basically I think I'm dense to my own intuition. I have to hear myself talking so much shit for so long that my chest hurts, before it dawns on me, "damn, it's time for a change." I waste no time in lighting both sides of the bridge aflame while I lie in the middle and wait to fall to new levels and start over wherever the hell I end up. It always seems like I fall further away each time from everything I've known, and anything beneficial.. Sometimes I think I keep making the wrong decisions.. I think of how easy it'd be to take the easy routes.. Then I look at myself in the mirror at the end of the day and realize that will never be me.. I will always do things the hard way.. And I don't know how I feel about that. But I have come to see once again, I'm in sight of turnover. When will it hit? When will I snap? I guess not knowing's just part of the fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R6Gn7-Z9P8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/C2zuCu70qxM/s1600-h/bridge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R6Gn7-Z9P8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/C2zuCu70qxM/s320/bridge1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161591296749289410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob Reprizent bitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-1659450836137245869?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/1659450836137245869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=1659450836137245869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1659450836137245869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/1659450836137245869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/get-out.html' title='Get Out'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lNOJxcRgfQ/R6Gn7-Z9P8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/C2zuCu70qxM/s72-c/bridge1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-2686961032366865374</id><published>2008-01-30T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T04:01:58.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugs and Stuff (See Moonwalker)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michael-jackson-trader.com/movies/moonwalker/images/moonwalker1t_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 546px; height: 362px;" src="http://www.michael-jackson-trader.com/movies/moonwalker/images/moonwalker1t_jpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so I missed a few days. What was missed you ask? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rude awakening and slight scare, people visited me which NEVER happens, more creepy Safeway guy, scary possible beep beep beep guy (probably not from this area), steak, pizza, ten minutes of Wii bowling and sleepover woo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  At the moment I'm sitting in trash.  Piles and piles of nameless discs all around me.. I got new gloves and a new beanie. Spongebob. Hella.  So right now Beth is totally trying to screw Howard and he is freaking out. I learned that it is very possible, when in a room alone with a vacuum cleaner, to get a black eye. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll leave that at that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I had Taco Bell tonight and I didn't feel like bugs or mites or anything were crawling in my stomach. See I heard that since Taco Bell uses cheap meat, sometimes tiny little bug eggs are left in the meat and they can hatch in your stomach and make you sick. Hearing that kept me away for about a month. After a few weeks I tried to shake it off, but I ended up feeling grossed out and unable to eat. Deedee pointed out that my diet is so harsh that my stomach can probably handle a few bugs crawling around in it. And so tonight I broke out of my boycott and I feel okay. Ooh now the asshole principal guy from Ferris Bueller's Day Off just walked in. (He's the bad guy in Howard the Duck too I guess..) Um yeah that's it for tonight. If you're bored check out &lt;a href="http://www.teethmovie.com/"&gt;TEETH.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on that after Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-2686961032366865374?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/2686961032366865374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=2686961032366865374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2686961032366865374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/2686961032366865374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/bugs-and-stuff-see-moonwalker.html' title='Bugs and Stuff (See Moonwalker)'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8527076271680230377</id><published>2008-01-25T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:19:26.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day Is Exaxctly The Same</title><content type='html'>As I assume the usual position of slouching on my futon with severe pain running up my spine creating a slight chip on my shoulder, I am graced by the visualization and audio assault that is MSI. You see on one of my many errands during work today I stopped at our local Rasputin in a second attempt to pick up the newish dvd, Our Pain Your Gain. My mission was a success in that I not only got it, but also got paid for the time I wasted shopping (No questions asked.) Sweet deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\the next part is the main point of tonights discussion so bare with me as this could get messy\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle as everything I think somehow comes back to a creeping loneliness. But I'm not lonely. Just busy. But I don't have anything to fill my void. Except for this album thing which excites me every time I listen to the pieces I have collected. When I sit down to continue it feels 6 miles high. I'm no jumper; I can only clear a number of feet. Plus there's the task of putting my new computer back together (locating hundreds of VST plugins and programs over hundreds of labeless dvds. There's a thousand Manson and Nin concerts on the net, and as an OCD collector freak I have to have everything I can get my hands on so there goes another night with sixteen plus tracks remaining unfinished and lyricless with a future unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I feel a sinking feeling in my stomach as every day goes by at the same shit job with so many people I haven't called or written, so many goals I haven't finished with the same buried tiny notion that I don't really believe in myself enough to ever pull myself out of this rut or be anything. You know that question they ask you in every grade of school: "If you can be anything in the future, what would you be?" and  "What do you see yourself as or see yourself doing in 10 years?" Well at 24 I can't answer that. I keep waking up as someone else with the same memories and same likes and dislikes but somehow different skin and different eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I end up pondering too much and there's no time to fix any of the stuff I mentioned before  cause it's getting late. By 5am and I have got to go to sleep so that I only limit myself to one caffeine pill at the most tomorrow. So for sure I'm gonna get to it tomorrow, just as soon as I get off work, eat my once a day meal, throw my laundry in, take care of my roomates dog who gets neglected and talk to my girlfriend on the phone. But by then there's new flick to watch, something broken, a terrible pain in my back. Plus it's too cold to move. And if it's been longer then a twelve hour day my brain can't make my fingers coordinate in time with the beat so there goes another night wasted, but don't worry, tomorrow I'm gonna throw down that riff, and work on another song too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The next day I over sleep and wake up freezing to a sore throat. I can't sing in the morning so that's out. All I can do is throw on South Park and fall back asleep. I get ready for work in time but somehow manage to watch the clock on the computer until I'm actually late. I get to work, get bitched at, and deal with fucking snobby rich fucks from my home town for ten hours without a break. I secretly wish I could run into them outside of work and give them something other than fake treatment I always deliver. I don't get to slack because other people are already playing that role so I have to make up for it. On my feet, on my toes, bright eyed and bushy tailed like a hollow shell of a disney character on crack, I zip around until the clock strikes ten. Then I drive home, do what I gotta do and whatever comes my way next then I'm right back where I started. Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8527076271680230377?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8527076271680230377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8527076271680230377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8527076271680230377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8527076271680230377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/every-day-is-exaxctly-same.html' title='Every Day Is Exaxctly The Same'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6104988142271602833</id><published>2008-01-23T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T03:29:17.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Quote.. "HA HA HA HA HA HA"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/4381/2780/lo/joker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 679px; height: 520px;" src="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/4381/2780/lo/joker2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Just when you were sick and tired of line after line of Kurt Cobain and Brandon Lee RIP shirts in the latest styles and fashions, your local Hot Topic has been blessed with the death of another star. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although he's no musician,  like Brandon Lee before him, he chose his last contribution to the world to be the terrifying portrayal of a comic icon. And so the world will capitalize. (cha ching!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I'm of course talking about Heath Ledger, who was found dead this morning in an apartment in New York. First it was Mary Kate's apartment, then it wasn't, then it was drug related, now we're hearing suicide.. I guess it's a tad early to tell. Either way, every report ends with stating how Ledger just finished filming his role as The Joker in the new 2008 batman sequel, The Dark Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As I sit here I'm wearing my Heath Ledger as Joker t-shirt.. My favorite shirt at the moment. Really it's ironic because, I wake up with no idea what's happened, throw it on to go pick up my FRONT ROW Manson tickets (Twiggy's back, you know)  and then pick up Deedee. We get back to my house and the 1st thing she sees on the internet is "Heath Ledger dies." I'm sitting there like "no way.." And she's like "way." My first thought is, "Oh no, I hope he finished filming." So I'm like, "sweetie let me check this out.." She's like, "No, I wanna look at tamagotchi!"&lt;br /&gt;So I waited. I had a million thoughts going through my head. I kept nagging her and finally she looked and assured me he finished. So then I'm thinking, "Damn, I guess no Joker in the 3rd film.." My thoughts wandered to, "I am so going to hell for what I'm thinking.."&lt;br /&gt;When she was done she asked me if I wanted to look for more about it. I'm like, "No, he's dead.. I can look later.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hunger lead us to New York Pizza where we found the news on tv covering the story. I unzipped my jacket just in time to get stuck talking to a creepy guy sitting in the middle booth. He looked like the chupacabra guy from the X-Files episode in that he had really fucked up growths around his eyes.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    We ate our pizza but as time went on I kept thinking, "damn, he was only 28." I'm almost 25 and I'm not doing with my life. He's playing Joker, creating a film I'll most likely end up viewing a million more times in my lifetime. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I mean, I've already watched the first 6 minutes of The Dark  Knight on Youtube about 20 times.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a Fun Factish:&lt;/span&gt; He&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; was&lt;/span&gt; most likely sleeping with Mary Kate Olsen. Weird. But still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I remember a Six Feet Under episode where a guy died but no one cared about him much. Instead his death caused each character to question their existence and deal with taboo subject matter from their own life. I guess in way I'm doing that. But not to any lengthy extent. Anyway I was so broken up I watched Dawn Of The Dead and ate candy. Then I played with Krystal, watched some Manson and now as I write this Deedee is trying to sleep and Beavis is laughing at me, "huh huh huh huh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Oh yeah I'm excited now because earlier tonight we got a call saying my Joker poster from ebay has arrived! But I won't get it until next week.. Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6104988142271602833?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6104988142271602833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6104988142271602833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6104988142271602833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6104988142271602833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-i-quote-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.html' title='And I Quote.. &quot;HA HA HA HA HA HA&quot;'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-5567775092416052314</id><published>2008-01-22T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:45:03.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: No Subject</title><content type='html'>Writers block. Preoccupation. Distraction. Exhaustion. Power surges. Canker sores. (Now rendered powerless..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally no more excuses, no more misfortune and probably no more procrastination. (I don't want to say no more procrastination; that'd be a little strong..) Basically I think I've taken the time I needed to disconnect from the world I'm used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With what brings Pale Like You to a screeching halt, (who deleted our wiki?) finally not being recognized as that guy from The Muckruckers (who I noticed really haven't done much since my departure..), and closing up yet another time period (take that as you will) I am finally feeling ready to seriously begin completing what will be the first offering from April in June.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-5567775092416052314?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/5567775092416052314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=5567775092416052314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5567775092416052314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/5567775092416052314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/re-no-subject.html' title='RE: No Subject'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-4362299829496521119</id><published>2008-01-21T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T00:42:31.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why is it that individual weird ass safeway employees always seem to show up at my work and talk my head off when I'm defenseless to turn off the switch and stationed at my post with no escape? Is my fake image so fantastic that it sends out a homing beacon that beckons any stranger without reasonable social skills to punish me with odd convos? Am I partly just being nice because I feel an ounce of future "postal" potential evident in certain people? Am I being perceived like a girl who looks at the wrong guy the wrong way and doesn't know it until she finds herself  gagged and nailed to a chair coughing up teeth,  with nothing but a blurry blood-glazed view of  four dirty walls with  no windows or ventilation? I hope not. Yes, girls are dense too, Shannon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'd like to point out that The Hulk is really hard to watch. Jennifer Connelly is really the only decent part. The CGI is weak. Ang Lee's split screen madness is not enough to save film. The new one with Edward Norton will hopefully be better. I haven't considered any of his films to date terrible (that I can think of) but then I again, I haven't seen all of them.&lt;br /&gt;Another shitty film is Night Of The Living Dead 3D.  Originally intended as a remake, the POS film featuring Captain Spaulding was altered to look 3D so the viewer doesn't realize how awful the actual piece is as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;So if you want a headache, check it out. The 3D glasses are free with purchase and they give you like 6 pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE: &lt;/span&gt;59 minutes in, you finally see the hulk. He looks like he came out of Shrek. Not that I've seen it or anything. Just Will Smith doing annoying voice overs to it as he tries to reach out to humans again for the first time in a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In closing, my feelings would best be explained in a monologue from the made for tv movie (blank) starring (blank) as (blank)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-4362299829496521119?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/4362299829496521119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=4362299829496521119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4362299829496521119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/4362299829496521119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-is-it-that-individual-weird-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-8561010784369086900</id><published>2008-01-20T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T00:36:24.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday David Lynch!</title><content type='html'>To begin, as none of you know, today is David Lynch's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Lynch is amazing. If you haven't seen Inland Empire you need to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Haha, Rita POON..) Anyway, I read online that the WGA strike has finally started to reach an agreement. Nothing is official yet but I hope this charade ends soon because these people have commitments to keep. For instance, Sarah Silverman is one of my favorite comedians. So without hesitation I purchased a season pass for her new season on evil itunes.&lt;br /&gt;(Serbian Jew double bluff and that aint-gonna-work-on-me..) Now halfway through the season according to &lt;a href="http://sarahsilvermanonline.com/"&gt;sarahsilvermanonline.com&lt;/a&gt; she's fucking picketing and not finishing the rest of the season. Sarah says, "“We were writing ten more episodes and were 6 outlines in when  the strike hit, so we’ve been frozen for the past three months.” Did she ever once stop and think about me and my needs? Nope. She doesn't know I exist. Oh well maybe someday. (By someday I mean finish the episodes, not know I exist.. that'll never happen.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-8561010784369086900?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/8561010784369086900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=8561010784369086900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8561010784369086900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/8561010784369086900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-david-lynch.html' title='Happy Birthday David Lynch!'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1935629293661340405.post-6733899682404486897</id><published>2008-01-18T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:05:34.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scit and 31 below</title><content type='html'>Scit aka Sander van den Hout has committed suicide. This is why there are no new movies for me to watch. Suicide is kinda pathetic. You can read about it &lt;a href="http://rlslog.net"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a corporate 4 hr training class. It seems what we took away was: lubricate the shaft, and sanitize and lubricate the orifice everyday, and don't clog the hole. Oh and the 31 below are pretty good. Tastes like a McFlurry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1935629293661340405-6733899682404486897?l=awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/feeds/6733899682404486897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1935629293661340405&amp;postID=6733899682404486897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6733899682404486897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1935629293661340405/posts/default/6733899682404486897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awakewhileyoureasleep.blogspot.com/2008/01/scit-and-31-below.html' title='Scit and 31 below'/><author><name>Doug Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04905596695425095837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dCSZyRKAlk8/Tkw3r_aV9AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5sQhwbKXwIM/s220/bwzombielogo1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
