cock sparrer
the clash
sham 69
joan jett
the cure
cheap trick
the smitherines
tears for fears
rancid
anti flag
nofx
the plasmatics
morrissey
horrorpops
tiger army
black mona lisa
three exit wounds
the cramps
king kurt
the meteors
the stingrays
stray cats
one man army
the game
copperpot
draw blood
stolen babies
tattooed millionaires
the power and the glory
heart of a failure
nothing lost
cynosure
vayden
PPR
the social riot machines
919
the pistol whips
blood
root of the sick
the main event
the unaccounted for
bite
last day
the witch
incubus
cold
red hot chili peppers
nocturne
pixies
death by stereo
otep
mudvayne
slipknot
coal chamber
jack off jill
foo fighters
tupac
brandnew
the degenerates
bloody sods
casualties
misfits
ramones
skinny puppy
yeah yeah yeahs
beastie boys
the donnas
98 mute
garbage
eminem
minor threat
zyklon
smashing pumpkins
boy hits car
outkast
glasseater
raincoats
sex pistols
type o
social distortion
sonic youth
chaser
the last call
finch
muse
offspring
loud mouth kitten
sublime
thursday
the stand ins
american head charge
greenday
blue october
meatmen
swinging utters
murder city devils
dimmu borgir
cannibal corpse
cradle of filth
sick of it all
iggy pop
dead city rejects
nekromantix
subhumans
kittie
dropkick murphys
taproot
anthrax
danzig
16volt
blackflag
lars frederiksen and the bastards
system of a down
stonesour
tool
flogging molly
front line assembly
hatebreed
napalm death
static x
dry kill logic
the witch
deftones
korn
gemini five
dry cells
h20
delirium
pennywise
janes addiction
bleeding through
killswitch engage
bikini kill
radiohead
opeth
u.s. bombs
injected
sixer
alkaline trio
thrice
the vandals
gg allin
copy of fear
the damned
circle jerks
dead kennedys
harvey d
exploited
silent film project
blackflag
mindless self indulgence
the distillers
soundgarden
scarlet soho
rage against the machine
bouncing souls
In Loving Memory
Uncle Jimmy Mote
Uncle Ray Mote
Uncle Dennis Mote
Hope Stevens
Patrick Little
Who am I?
I am an artist:
I sculpt. I paint. I write.
I'm an advocate:
for diversity,freedom of speech,
and waving your freak flag proudly.
I am huge nerd:
I love random weird things.
I like being introverted.
I'm funny..caring..and complex.
I love my family & friends.
I work hard. Hope it pays off one day.
I'm soo sorry I just now noticed I got a comment from you. I never really check this thing that much. So HI and how are you? Oh are you going Saturday?
Poem...The Second Chance.(Hope some of you like it)
Resentment and anger... I rebuke you.... Get thee behind me.... Never to be looked upon by these reborn eyes again... I have seen the beautiful light.... And it bares not a hint of bitterness... I no longer have the taste of despair upon my lips... Nor the fear of desperation to reckon with... I understand what has been missing in my life... The key to unlock the pain and release the healing power of love... To those who spoke just hateful words... When kindness needed to be heard... I forgive you... To those who chose to give me up... And leave me lonely without love... I forgive you... To those who I thought were my friends.... Who betrayed my trust and lied against me... I forgive you... To the ones I loved who broke my heart... The ones that made these stinging scars... I forgive you... To the ones who wore the masks of saints.... While giving me a dose of pain... I forgive you... Now to all the souls I ever touched... If I offended you or hurt you much... Please forgive me.... If I called you names behind your back... Or made you feel under attack... Please forgive me... If I made you love me,then pushed away.... If I ruined what could've been one of your good days... Forgive me.... If I smiled one minute,then screamed the next... If my mood swings made things a total wreck... Please forgive me... If I forgot some bad thing I once did... Or if "What could have been" became "What if?"... Please forgive me... I've finally found some peace of mind... I wish it had been here all the time..... I realized forgiveness is a second chance... And forgiveness makes me a better man. -END- I realize I always write depressing stuff,but I wanted to post this so people wouldn't think that's all I can do,if I want to do something different.I
A fine mess father time and his merciless precision destruction has gotten me into this time... I can feel the eyes of the solemn mourners gazing in my doomed direction... But see them I cannot... I long to claim the knowing of who has journeyed to the place of my shell so far along it's way towards merging once again with the Earth from whence it supposedly came... But I only hear the faint sobs of the somewhat sorry to see me traveling to the place that should not be named... My heart is gone... My brain still here but waving goodbye at a more frantic pace by the minute... Darkness everywhere.... But not the kind we fear in the better years that follow us becoming part of the human race... Another horror... Too real.... I didn't want my senses aware for this... I pray to the same unseen deity that I was told forever would listen..... But without a response I hear the pitter-patter of the dirt soldiers doing their duty and covering the encasement afforded to me by those demons deemed insurance.... Please.... Don't let me be anymore... I offer my postmordem unconditional surrender... Please allow me the nothing I feel I've earned.
A fine mess father time and his merciless precision destruction has gotten me into this time... I can feel the eyes of the solemn mourners gazing in my doomed direction... But see them I cannot... I long to claim the knowing of who has journeyed to the place of my shell so far along it's way towards merging once again with the Earth from whence it supposedly came... But I only hear the faint sobs of the somewhat sorry to see me traveling to the place that should not be named... My heart is gone... My brain still here but waving goodbye at a more frantic pace by the minute... Darkness everywhere.... But not the kind we fear in the better years that follow us becoming part of the human race... Another horror... Too real.... I didn't want my senses aware for this... I pray to the same unseen deity that I was told forever would listen..... But without a response I hear the pitter-patter of the dirt soldiers doing their duty and covering the encasement afforded to me by those demons deemed insurance.... Please.... Don't let me be anymore... I offer my postmordem unconditional surrender... Please allow me the nothing I feel I've earned.
Fighting to stand the test of time and all it's trials... I try to keep up with and pull out all the claws the hands of life entail out of my face at a quick and safe clip so that they don't endeavor to keep digging until they rip completely thru me and leave but a sunburned neck and a too big body for the unfulfilled masses to gaze at... Left and right I attempt to rapidly side step the oncoming evil of circumstance even as I realize and accept that theres truly no escape as society grins and I start my day and put some unreasonable faith into my life... What the Hell am I talking about??? Even I don't even know... But I suspect that in some far away sand and wind blown expanse theres a monk,or maybe even a witch,or could even possibly be a fallen angel gazing wearily from a hidden cave who almost certainly knows all the answers to everything someone,anyone,or even everyone could ask... But Goddamn it if I just don't have the money or time to travel to a far away desert today... I wonder if their all knowing and all seeing ass is on myspace or facebook? -END- By:Billy Pendley "Pain"
