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Tonight’s the night. Let’s rock n roll motherfuckers!
02/05/2013
His blood, sweat, and tears all fall on the papers he’s been slaving over for the last few hours. Trapped in a room for weeks, he’s been forced to dig deep and find the source of all his creativity. He’s been forced to find what truly inspires him. The answer, which may frighten any normal man, brings comfort to him. There is no source of his creativity. It is just there. This means it can never be exhausted, or terminated. The source of his creativity can never fade because it is nothing tangible. It is an ever flowing river with no beginning or end.
Eat your heart out
-I’m not sure what’s worse, a woman who doesn’t call back after sex, or a man who doesn’t call back after sex.
-A man, or woman, who can’t enjoy a good drink every once in awhile cannot be trusted
-A woman’s body is a work of art.
-A man is actually a caveman who hasn’t fully evolved. Unfortunately, we never will.
-Post break up sex to forget your ex
-No matter how hard I try, I can never make a mid-day lunch sandwich like my mother. She doesn’t even do anything special to it. I can just taste the love in the bread, lettuce, tomatoes, mayonnaise, ham, cheese, and BBQ sauce.
-As a writer, I can’t tell you how many times I have encountered people who have told me they are writing stories about their life. Alright, that’s cool, but think about this for a moment: You’re life is probably not as interesting as you think it is. Some starving kid in Africa who saw both his parents executed and now fights for a rebel group that has armed him with an AK-47 probably has a more exciting story than you will ever have. Just saying. Plus, what the fuck makes you so goddamn special? Nobody wants to hear about your stupid life. I’m a writer and have more insane, balls-to-the-wall stories than I can share in one sitting, and I still haven’t even considered the thought about writing about my life. With that being said, if you want to write for cathartic purposes, I’m all for it. But realize there are a million other people out there who have the same stories as you.
-Do you want to listen to some live, kick-ass, heart pounding, pulse pumping, orgasm inducing rock n roll!?! Come see my band play Wednesday, February 27th. We’re rocking out at The Other Door in Burbank. Great bar with an awesome setup. Truth be told, my brother and I have been playing music for a very long time, and each time we take the stage we try to give all the fucking energy we have to you guys. The way I see it, none of this is for me or about me. I’m simply a vessel that’s being used so you guys can have a good time. I want to see heads bang. I want to see fellow musicians smile and high-five each other when they hear a musical piece of ours that’s inspiring. I want chicks and dudes to come up to me after the show and tell me how my music touched them or motivated them to do something special. Watching my band play isn’t just live music, it’s an experience. It’s definitely going to be our biggest show. Come get some motherfucking rock n roll, and don’t be selfish, bring friends upon friends upon friends. Let’s get fucking SAVAGE.
-I’ve never understood the concept of studying abroad. Does studying in another country actually make a person smarter or make them FEEL smarter? Also, why should my tax dollars go towards a student’s plane ticket/living expenses in another country when it can be used for some poor kid who works 40 hours a week and can’t afford college in his own state…that’s fucked.
-Porn shops are secretly loved by everyone. Although many of us will never set foot in one, I’m sure if everyone did we would find more than one item that fascinates us.
-The strong drink can make a fool out of all of us
-Drugs are not bad. Addiction is bad.
-I will never agree with women being allowed on the front lines of ANY combat zone. I can give a shit about what anyone says. Call it pride. Call me a misogynistic son of a bitch (which some would). Call it whatever you want. I’d rather die before I see any women get hurt in any kind of capacity.
-The days of concept albums are unfortunately over. Now that you can pick and choose what songs you want off an album, you’ll never hear the entire message that the artist was trying to create. It’s like a painting that’s discolored in certain places. (I am guilty of this. I buy singles all the time).
-If you you use the word swag to describe how cool you look or feel…well, I’m very sorry.
-Showing up late to anything does not make you cool. It makes me think that you’re a fuckface. You decided to show up later because you really don’t care about anything but yourself.
Nuff said.
(Source: thereddevilblog)
Some more photos of my band’s epic gig at the Old Towne Pub in Pasadena.
-SLICK SAVAGE
Merry Christmas - Here’s some motherfucking rock n roll for you
I was there!! I need to go to these things more often! So much fun!
(Source: thereddevilblog, via boozekitty-lala)
Slick Savage will be rocking out this Saturday! Come get fucked up with us!
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