Tuesday, March 16, 2010

stiff upper lip

A clock with a broken tick on the wall constantly watches over my inability to construct a future. Getting through each days fog is like being in a cage with no key. To escape without a mauling I must learn to understand the beast creeping up within me. Isolation and loneliness bring a smile with a stiff upper lip because islands never cry. The weathering will break me down, but to a rock without pain.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Women are like paintings...you can't enjoy them if you try to understand them.

Freddy Mercury

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

in this world



...you are the only exception

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Brisbane females

I laugh because you say you're different, I shake my head because you're all the same

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Isolation


But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize.

when it's cold

I don't want to swim the ocean
I don't want to fight the tide
I don't want to swim forever
When it's cold I'd like to die

Saturday, February 13, 2010

clove smoke catharsis

If only pure sweetness was offered, why's this bitter taste still in my mouth?

If I could catch my breath just to exhale, I know that I held it for too long.

miss you

She leaves me voicemails so I can listen to her husky voice x

Friday, February 5, 2010

cunt


Love is no longer a cunt I want to penetrate

Thursday, February 4, 2010

crazy

“Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live”
- Charles Bukowski

Saturday, January 30, 2010

frozen

Hearts frozen solid, thawed once more by the spring of rage, despair and hopelessness

why?

We ignore those who adore us, we adore those who ignore us

hurt those who love us, and love those who hurt us.

you are not the sun

A soul is always torn when loved and then abused
tomorrow never came, tonights were just a cue
a sweater once so warm, then worn and washed for fun
it’s cold today and you are not the sun


A mind once my light and a heart forever pure
but a fool i was to think a dose of her could be my cure
It's dark out there, regrets have just begun
yeah I'm still cold and you are not the sun.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

decision

Are you the one hanging on the cross or the one banging in the nails?

Sunday, January 24, 2010

sorry


you are not the sun

a girl named desire

She was the choice of a noble man but she fooled him
Her mind burned down bridges but her soul couldn’t swim
With a heart of the weak she fought bombs with fire
And when the big guns came out she was the girl named desire

She was a frontline assault, ignorance her attack
Armed with weakness and a knife for their backs
Trapped by four walls in a world of disguise
As she lied through her heart they saw truth in her eyes

he said “why why why can’t this house be at mend?”
well if betrayal was a bandage son we’d all be friends

a house that’s divided is a house that can’t stand
when tension’s so easy with a boy amongst men
with a mind of the weak, a coward under fire
fight the hate blame the young and the girl named desire

decisions decisions decisions, where do we go from here

she was the girl named desire
she wasn’t true to herself
she was the girl named desire
she was in debt to herself

decisions decisions decisions, where do we go from here

she was the girl named desire

and a question


Do you intend to use your beautiful voice to praise the lord? Or to change the world?

at first sight

There was a time when silence meant nothing to me. The lack of sound was neither haunting nor beautiful. Winter came only once a year so I danced red cheeked at the sight of first snow, tongue out to taste each flakes welcome sting. I smiled distracted by natures cycle for a single moment as I floated gracefully in a torrent of sorrow I couldn’t grasp. I craved fulfilment, too shallow to know I could never be truly content again.

It's good to dream

x

Once for you alien girl x

We're so handsome

In the morning when we wake up, are our minds left craving substance?
Limbs are hidden in the linen wrapped in doubt, but they don’t let go
What’s the news today? Tomorrow’s far away

Though we’re so handsome, it’s our minds that fight us off
Never listen, to our minds they’ll fight us off

Scream, Aim, Fire, it’s our minds that fight us off

Like a pebble to a still pond the ripples last forever
Isolation, strange reflections, heavy smiles in the great unknown
Are we far away?
A love without the grace

Though we’re so handsome, it’s our minds that fight us off
Never listen, to our minds they’ll fight us off

Scream, Aim, Fire, it’s our minds that fight us off

Pumping nerves through our system
Nothing good last forever
We are substance
They’ll never see what we built, They’ll never see what we built

Scream, Aim, Fire, it’s our minds that fight us off

We are so handsome

Sunday, January 17, 2010

shadowplay

To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you.
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you.
I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you.
In a room with a window in the corner I found truth.

control


So this is permanence, love shattered pride.
What once was innocence has turned on its side.


Thursday, January 14, 2010

save a prayer

Some call it a one night stand, but we can call it paradise.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

she's coming home

time to wake up

Wearing ripped jeans and doc martins does not make you a punk fucking rocker!!! Take your high end fashion back to the corporate scum it came from and cheaper countries it was made in along with the so called amazing stick thin long haired cliche models trying to dress grungey and "different". This city's already gone to the dogs, we don't need every kid thinking a once ethical movement is "cool" again.

Quit your band, support the scene. Put down your cameras and raise your middle finger!

Wake up you fad hungry new age mannequins!

Sunday, January 10, 2010

weiland man love



two thousand and nine




Love, hate, hope, falling, heartbreak, bitterness, anger, voice, reason, faith, sadness, death, beauty, smiles, isolation.




It was a big year and one I'll remember for many to come. A year mainly spent on my own without most of my music and art to get me through, a year of planning for the future, the year I actually fell in love, the year I finally managed to shed a tear, the year I stuck strong to my true friends and family, the year I stood back in the shadows and witnessed alot of bullshit around me. The year I realised by the end of it that everything was in its right place.

As I enter the new year smiling still with heaviness in my heart I smile as I look around and witness the beautiful things in life like becoming a godfather and seeing my best mate step up to the father role. My best friend moving back home to help me take one last big shot with my music. A band happy enough to let me rock out and gig with again. New direction with my business plans, photography and modelling and locked in adventures around the world.

This year is not only the start but a second chance at taking on and changing the world so readers, lurkers, stalkers, admirers, lovers, haters and believers...you've been warned!

x













































A big thankyou to those around me for the support and beauty last year.


To my new roomies, Lisa and the shingle crew thanks for all the laughs drunken times and many more to come.


To Kimbo thankyou for the smokes and wise chats. You're a gem!


To Sash and Dj Lars and now little noah thankyou for the ongoing gc connection love, booze and the best of times.


To miss Shauna Jane aka little nicks thankyou so much for your friendship and loyalty and for being a true rat. Angry young and poor forever! You'll be amazing bassist! You helped me get through alot last year without even knowing.love you x


To my brother from another mother and rocknroll stadium rocker Col the visits last year just reminded us of how fun rum cocktails and world domination can be. Here's to killing it this year! Thanks for everything. love ya


To Mick and my townsville crew, Blake, Dylan and now of course Chels and little Jacob you guys are all like my family and have been since we were silly punk kids haha. For all the support, beds and couches borrowed, late night drunken antics and general hooliganism as well as true friendship a huge fucking thankyou!


Last but not least one person who I will always remember who came into my world last year...Mel. All that has been said has been said so just know that I appreciated and adored every second we had. You restored my faith in human beings and showed me true beauty. There are too many things to thank you for as you know but just know I'm smiling and wishing you all the best with lifes adventures. You will change the world, goodluck in Africa. I know all is in it's right place with us, yourself and your world. See you again someday.You are truely fucking beautiful xo


Thankyou 2009, lookout 2010!!!

Thursday, January 7, 2010

papillon

I have a special date with the editors and mercy dolls tonight x

today

You don't know love like you use to
Now I don't know god like I use to
These perfect crimes I do so well, i'm selling souls so I can sell
Is there a special place in hell for me?

Sunday, January 3, 2010

actions

When we aren't children anymore we are already dead. Theories are patterns without value. Only actions count.

late night chats

Dont make someone a priority when they only make you an option.

leave me alone

I wrote a nasty letter and I sent it to the lord. I said don't you dare come and bother me anymore.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

You fucking fashion fad hipsters!!!!

HAVE YOU EVER LISTENED AND TRUELY ENJOYED NIRVANA!

Kurt wasn't a fashion/sex symbol he was the voice of an angry fed up generation. Scream like you mean, not wear it like you see it. Blast your stereos with youthful rage, not blog a frontman you're barely interested or inspired by. Write from you're raging minds and hearts instead of captioning 'artistic' irrelevant photos that make no sence.

It's 2010 so fucking wake up to yourselves! We are the next revolution so make it count!

I had a pony...

...her name was lucifer

You laugh because I'm different...

...I laugh because you're all the same