Yarrgh

Hello,

It is I, and I'm rising from the dead, zombie-style. And by that I mean I'm having a happy reunion with my blog, which is also a zombie, just a very passive one. Together we are two zombies with a dream. A dream of life and regular posting. And flesh.

I would once again like to use this space to post art and ramblings because sharing is good, right? It feels good. So share I shall. Wow, that's a tongue-twister sentence. I can only say it a few times before the words disintegrate.

That's all for now - no actual content today. Is this what they call a 'teaser'?

Allysia

7/4!

It seems that most of my readers have already heard this....but alas, I post it anyway here.

So I started writing an idea, and lo and behold, it was in 7/4, a time signature I've never naturally written in. So I learned a bit about drum sequencing and threw this demo together. Hope you enjoy..

100th Post!

I'm not really gonna say anything to celebrate this monumental occasion. It will come across very pretentious, like I'm giving a speech at an awards ceremony ("Thank you, all my many loyal fans and readers, you helped me get where I am today!" [insert cheesy teardrop]). Instead, I'm just gonna post a song idea, called 'I Have A Beautiful Dream'. Click the title to listen, in case you didn't figure it out already.

Suddenly I'm very nervous. I just thought, 'self, I will never have another 100th post ever again, and here I am, just piddling it away and not saying anything meaningful.' It's like when it's your birthday and you don't do anything, and then you feel all sad and unappreciated after. I don't want to feel like that!

FUCK IT! I have nothing to say! I will only sing for the occasion.

Allysia

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So the foreign land brings me back.
I was almost there, the shores were warm.
And I touched the sand, found my way.
Sun was bright, why can't I stay?
You'll have to drag me screaming, I said
I won't just drift, I have a beautiful dream
You'll have to drag me screaming, I said
I won't just give in, I have a beautiful dream.

...And then the past surfaces
It's been so long since I felt like this.
Maybe I need to swim along,
'Cause I have never felt, I have never..
Maybe I need to swim along,
'Cause I have never felt a love like this.

..

Photos!

Just as a head's up, I actually have all the essential equipment for my camera now (mini usb, a battery charger) so I can actually post pictures! I just emptied out a big stream on my photo blog, but I intend on trying to come up with a picture a day again. Even if I can't find anything too amazing to snap, it gets me in the habit of trying to find something beautiful and meaningful (or just plain weird) with each day, and I think that's a very positive thing! I hope maybe someone will join me on this creative exercise and mission! (It's harder to bail out or skip a day when someone else is doing it.....)

Also, I have a couple pictures of some members of Ashes Divide....I think the only ones who will care are Kat and Rob, so you should check them out! :)

Allysia

Apart

So Doug and I came up with an idea that I thought I'd share because it's been a while. He sent me the first thing he'd written on his new epiphone casino? casio? Who knows. Anyway, he recorded a jam, and then I scribbled some things and recorded my jam over top of it. It's like a big jam party. Saskatoon berry, plum, all that good stuff.

Ally

(p.s. recording's on the low frequency side. it happens.)
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Apart

The past came walking in today
Through the window with the dusty sunlight
A distant warmth on my skin
Got me thinking about you
(Just another reason to).

Staring blankly your words just disappear
Like smoke around my ears
You've already left so many times before that
You're just a ghost when you're here
And I don't mind

Yes I wanted a happy story
A healthy beautiful love
To look back at myself and say,
"Thank god I found you."
I still thank god I found you.

Satellite

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I've been walking around you orbiting your light and even though i'm so far from you, you still affect me tonight. i see you in blurry imagery surrounded by my projections god knows i'm still in love with you i gravitate in your direction - - if you want release all you have to do is CONSUME ME i'd rather be blinded than see another move in step with you .. i've been trying to hold on the atmosphere is breaking i feel like something has changed in you the space around you is shaking and you're burning with everything you've become and i love to see you shine but lately i'm suspecting it's not for me to find out what's inside. if you want release all you have to do is CONSUME ME i'd rather be blinded than see another move in step with you and i know you're doing everything you can to SAVE ME but you'll do whatever the hell it is you have to and i won't stop you


(incomple.t.e)

Gardenism

Figured I should probably post.

I'm a little screwed with work. Have a lot to do today, have to go in and do some disc stuff and find some prizes...yet here I am, procrastinating.

I am attempting to garden this year. Starting a few of them indoors, and when it's no longer frosty, I'm using my auntie and uncle's farm to grow them. I plan on doing a significant amount. This year, I think I'm just going to plant the basics, and see how it goes. Next year I'll try growing more creatively, because I'll have a better idea of how the hell it works. I've never really gardened before, only weeded.

In case you care, I'm growing zucchini, tomatoes, broccoli, potatoes, carrots, cucumber, onions, peppers, and my mom bought watermelon seeds, so we're attempting those as well (though I'm not very optimistic about it). Also growing some herbs at my house, and I think I'm going to try spinach over here too. Hopefully something turns out.

I'm really interested in growing fruit as well, but there's very few varieties that don't demand a permanent location. Who knows where I'll be next year (hopefully not here).

Might try beans this year, we'll see how it goes.

Ally

Woke up again struggling to find a connection
their voices reverberate laughter in a tunnel

I guess I'm preoccupied

So Dylan's gone and deleted his blogs. What's going on? I'm sorry to have upset you, however it might have occurred.

Kelley, sorry for not being available Sunday eve, I was extremely pooched from jamming and would have been terrible company. If you don't have time prior, we should definitely hang out over the break.

Things are going really well with the band thing - we might even have all the bases covered. If the drummer we've recruited works out, things will be fantastic. We're jamming twice a week. I've been working my ass off, researching the indie musician's road, plotting out courses, working on details like bios, letterheads, imagery, photo ideas, website stuff, video, you name it, I'm all over it right now. Not to mention the recording and practicing. Not to mention all the disc work for the music festival.

I need money right now, maybe even more than independence. I'm not sure. You know what I mean. I'm very serious about music. I want to release an album, and play shows, and tour, and sell merch, and have a performance keyboard to lug around with me. I want to do it all. But dammit, this can be ever expensive and time consuming. I don't know if I'm willing to have my bank account sucked dry every month like before, because I need that cash more than ever now.

Who knows, maybe a solution will come jump out at me, a solution that will let everybody win. But my musical ambition is too important to sacrifice. I can't even apologize, I'm just not sorry at all. I just hope you understand.

Ally

The Dead Turtle

I had a dream last night about an imminent war, and everyone was gonna die, yada yada. But what was really upsetting was looking out the window and seeing a long dead turtle. It's head was separated from it's shell, and it was dusty looking. Hollow and empty. My dream self was upsetted by this, but so was my waking self. And it's not just because I like turtles.

As far as I know, turtles symbolize spirit, in a nutshell, anyway. I was warned in the not-too-distant pass not to neglect the inner turtle. And now I'm dreaming she's dead? Good god. And then I review my life from the last few months, and it makes bloody sense. I've been acting like a cynical old lady who doesn't believe any damned thing. There are signs that, two years ago, would make my blood run cold or make me leap for joy, and now when I'm confronted with them, I shrug it off. It means nothing. How could signs and symbols exist? Reality exists! The rest is hogwash! ..When the hell did this happen to me?!

I guess something inside me said, "Hey, you don't need to connect with your spiritual self unless you're in real distress. Otherwise, if you're feeling fine, who the hell cares?" Unbelief is a strange place for me to be. I've always believed in everything.

The turtle was murdered. I murdered the turtle! Because turtles don't die of their own accord, that's the point. They don't age, they're practically immortal! But there are many things that can kill the turtle. No food, bad weather, predators....And from the way her corpse looked, she had been dead at least a month.

So how the hell do you revitalize a turtle? Do you just reverse your actions and hope for the best? I don't know. I don't believe in restoring the dead anymore.