Far From A Masterpiece is the delusion of a suburban "bipolar" child that
his 'no-way-out' brand of depression folk will help more people than just
himself and is the only thing in a world that's not worth knowing that he
needs to know. That kid was me and although I may not consider myself a man,
I've had a heavy enough dose of reality to be incapable of writing the songs
I used to love to write. Although every one of the recordedsongs has a very
great amount of sentimental value to me, I find most of the songs
unlistenable and don't know how I had the nerve to spend hours thinking
about structuring albums together and being happy in a deluded mindset of
needing to know nothing but music and that alone is going to let you make it
in the world. I don't understand why people have supported me, but thanks to
all my friends and family that stood by me when I believed in what I did and
refrained from negative feedback so i could dream for just a little longer.
I was on vacation for a long time, and now the world really is a heavy
place. All that really needs to be said about the world is that people do
what they need to do what they need to do to survive. If you enjoy these
lyrically driven songs that i have written then I am flattered. Just be
careful how deep you dive into your mind.
There has been nothing in my life harder to let out of my hands than Far
From A Masterpiece. For the past year or so I've continued to record songs
and release them as that. The direction I want to go is uncertain and I may
never find it, but I'll be damned if I hold onto the past for another
fucking second.
So thanks to Raul Esparza, Troy Bootow, Patrick Tapia, My Parents, and
anyone else who helped with this band over the years. May it rest in peace.
i was just down there for a couple weeks. i dont think i have your number anymore tho. im gonna be goin up to portland for some music festivals and shit and then maybe ill be back down there in february. dont believe too many rumors you hear,man
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