Wow, You're In The Band?

So I ended up having a very strange dream. It is a little weird but here’s what I remembered.

Everything looked like an anime cartoon. Which is odd because I only watch one. I have some sort of super powers and was sent into battle with a muscular red demon. I suppose you could call the demon Satan. Oddly enough he was occupying my apartment. I walk into my apartment and challenge the demon and we start fighting it out. It reminded me of a DBZ/The Matrix style battle, which needless to say the nerd side of me thought was awesome.  I’m getting ahead in the battle so it seems like I can win. Until the demon well, powers up I guess. He turns into a character much like the one in the image above. Much smaller, but faster, and stronger.

The room falls apart from the damage we’re causing and some being made of light appears next to me and warns me to be careful. The being says that I have to defeat the demon quickly because if he says the names of  6 people I loved before I’ve defeated him 6 times the world will end. So we get back to fighting and it’s neck and neck. With each death blow I’m delivering he is able to get out a name. Soon we reach the 6th name which he of course gets out. I panic and run for the open patio door and jump to take flight as the world starts to collapse upon itself. I’m flying as the field of destruction eventually sweeps me up and pulls me towards my death.

Just as I am about to die and be crushed I see an image of someone dressed in red surrounded by various people. The person in red is sitting in a throne made of gold and holding up their hand. In the palm of their hand is ball of white light. It’s blinding. I stare into and I am taken over by it.

Next thing I know the world is not destroyed but reset. Not to what it was before but it a utopia of some sort. It was odd but it was also beautiful.

So I failed to save the world, fight the demon and saw God or rather what my mind could try to comprehend as God’s being in a physical form.

Not sure what to make of this one. Perhaps one anime/manga series is one too many. Duly noted subconscious. Duly noted.

I like it when she calls me baby. So this is what a good crush feels like.

I wish I had never met you.

Thanks for reminding me that when attractive women are feigning interest in me that they’re after something else besides me. Well, I’m one guy you won’t be getting what you crave from.

And if I’m meant to be alone because I refuse to compromise and settle for your hollow affection…so be it. I’m not saying it will be great but at least I will know I didn’t settle for you.

I hate posting negative shit but it’s only when things get like this do I feel compelled to write in here. Life’s pretty good. Stressed but I’m doing alright for myself all things considered.

Just wish you weren’t an attention whore who just wanted to make your ex jealous.

“We’re throwing stones, though we live in glass houses. We talk shit like it’s a cross to bear. You’re only relevant ‘till you get older. Keep your friends close but your enemies closer.”

Been jamming a lot of Childish Gambino lately. Which honestly is never a bad thing at all. Something about him and his music speaks to me. Maybe because he’s a black nerd, who raps about white girls, not fitting in anywhere, not finding someone really worthwhile, having some swag and dealing with haters. It speaks to me because I honestly feel like that’s my life. Listening to his music makes me feel like there’s someone else who knew what I was going through. Like my experience isn’t unique and here’s someone who is around my age who was able to push through.

Now granted while there are similarities, our lives from there are quite different. Which is cool because what I feel is the core of his being might just be like mine. How that’s related to what this post is about is coming…right now.

I’ve been playing in Otenki since it began. I started this band with Fausto almost 8 years ago and for the most part I’ve loved every single second of it. We’ve toured this entire country, played huge shows with bands like 30 Seconds to Mars, The Used, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, There For Tomorrow, Atreyu, Story of the Year and so many other bands. I’ve been featured in magazines I’ve been reading since I was a kid, featured on website I go to looking for new music, I’ve had kids from other countries email us and tell us we are their favorite band…this ride has been incredible.  I am truly blessed.

This year we signed up for the Houston Press Music Awards. I thought it might be a good idea to kind of boost our morale. We had recently lost the Billboard Music Awards Battle of the Bands which was a tough loss to take but we were moving along. So I just posted a few things and the guys got behind it. We hit up our friends and our online fanbase who are quite good at getting us on things. So fortunately for us we got nominated across the board. Every category we went after we locked in for the nomination.

This was supposed to be fun but then people started running their mouths…and I saw sides of people I never thought I would. Over something that’s supposed to be a small way to locally recognize the achievements in the city. Let’s check the stats, Otenki has been featured in more magazine, music blogs than anyone else in the city. We’ve been nationally recognized by one of the largest authorities on the music industry. We are constantly working to expand so why shouldn’t we be on the ballot?

Is it because our singer has “scene” hair? Is it because our music appeals to a younger fan base and because of that we lack artistic merit? Is it because we have a fucking well produced album that was the result of months of writing and working with an AMAZING record producer? Is it because our singer writes on your wall asking you to take some time to listen or to vote and the sanctity of your facebook wall is something to take THAT seriously? Is it because YOU don’t have kids in other countries writing on your band’s page saying that they love you or started their own fan club for you?

We worked our asses off. We deserved it. Whether we win or not it doesn’t matter. I don’t care if you don’t like our music. I don’t care if you make fun of me. Just don’t insult my band mates or our fans. I draw the line there.

Now, these people have taken something that was to be fun and turned it to a petty passive aggressive bitch fest. I get worked up and want to fight but it’s definitely not worth getting thrown in jail. I will speak my mind.

I will gladly play the role of the villain.