A focused abstraction to shout the loudest of all, forming opinions to reform all things factual. I also make beats, play acoustic instruments, and recruit indigo children only.
A dream date with me might be like this..
..<> The Secret Keep collective..
Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate, good is always the product of an art. --Baudelaire
Influences
Growing up in a small town, endless irony too personal to ignore, reading enough books to realize that they all contradict one another, having faith in a force to deliver me from my failures long enough to realize that it's my job to do that for myself, the ocean at night when I'm by myself, exiling myself from everyone and everything I've ever known to learn crucial lessons, ending up as the "training boyfriend" for confused yet headstrong girls more times than I'd like to admit, ending up with no choice but to abandon my desperate grasps to control the outside world and yield to the flow of life.
Sounds Like
Robert Johnson takes an acid bath at the crossroads with Lux Interior and Poison Ivy and shouts, "Godspeed, You Black Emperor!" as he gains new sympathy for the Devil. Ellen Amos and James Herbert Keenan's sexually confused lovechild draws a mandala in the dirt and speaks as the wind starts to pick up: "If blood and fire cannot bring rest, this roll into the dark abyss will surely catalyst the shape of punk to come." As these words are spoken, Dennis Lyxzen appears with the undead corpse of G.G. Allin to challenge such lofty aspirations. Unfortunately for them, young Nathanael escapes to Sri Lanka with Tricky and M.I.A. to make tracks for a Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan tribute record, that he plans to name "The Shape of Troubled Troubadores to Come". Mike Patton and Conor Oberst are assembling a team of bounty hunters to replace the fallen Persian Royal Assasins from a foiled previous mission.
I hold my tongue, so as not to crush them all. They break so easily, I take the stride of a bull in a china shop so naturally.. Let go, hold back, let go, hold back, let go? Let go, throw it all further down the hole, memory in tow; sold the old one - spent the money on the world to dissect, some arrows and a bow, a divine crime or two - now I'm saving up for a new soul.. or something greater that could possibly make me feel whole.
Do you remember leaping through the gate in the forest? The brambles were like a chinese fingertrap. All became clear.. Relax, and all obstacles disappear.
..with a total stranger, no less.
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I like to write alot. If you think that's pretentious, maybe it's because you have nothing to tell the world..
Great grandpa Ross was an Amish horse thief.
I think spirit, not proficiency, makes a band..
My passions often get me into trouble. By graces I scarcely understand, I take many a risk, and have a tendency to do things others wish they could, and am often hated by them for such strange gifts, but I will not hate those sad souls in return. I have only love for them. I will cheer on their successes, but I will not let their hatred hinder me. I will stand on a platform, and I will raise a microphone, and profess the truth loudly as I know it to be, until every breath of my life has been expended.........................................................
Empty holes in my chest, my actions sold to the test.. I watch the prize slip down my fingertips, but it's just a bit of cat and mouse, right? Don't look away.. I'm skating the brim, now, watch me slice right through.. I saw the fretful doubts for what they were, and newly fashioned chaos then ensues.. My world is a race and a quest and a burning in my chest, as I watch the ones I love from afar, as I lay sleepless and go forth without hesitation, as I never seem to impress those I look up to quite like I'd wished I could.. always I wait with ferocity and longing for the next roundabout, though some may say these passions are the undoing of any lasting peace, they've won me everything I've ever hoped to come close to loving.. Do you hear me? Nothing in life is set.. No doctrine holds a trueblood promise for all.. What they called a god is a voice within, a voice personal to each individual. It is your own voice, to fashion as you choose.. There are no limits to our surroundings, other than the ones we accept as truth.. Accept no fearful truths, and you will become fearless.
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Reality is for beginners. Begin at the beginning and you will end up forever trying to end at the end. Sometimes people mistake run-on sentences for deep statements.
I was born and raised in the backwoods of Tennessee. I killed a bear when I was only three. I love making music more than anything else in the world, but I think it's safe to say that making mistakes is my forte. I love geeks and freaks. I love people who can't spell, swim, or ride bicycles. I love people who don't make the grade. Fuck the grade.
Brain cells make you arrogant, and so does beauty. Take your shortcomings as a blessing.
Vocabulary is a tool oftentimes used to hide the weak hearts of those too afraid to fight physically. I'll fight you if you disturb my world or hurt those I love. I love people who don't pay attention to the rules. The rules get really heavy sometimes. Those who pay fine attention to the minor details of the cut of this year's fabric and judge those who don't as lesser beings have a few things to learn about being cool. I don't eat cows, pigs, or chickens. I think Peta is full of total badasses. I also think people should eat whatever they want. It's okay to eat fish, because they don't have any feelings. There's something in the way. Lots of things, really.
Dude bands are fickle beasts. I am assuming the surviving memebers of THA couldn't handle you as a person and as an artist. You are far to real to ever be hidden behind 4 other people. You need a musical outlet in which your voice could truly be heard.
Blah. It's early and I randomly decided to leave you this comment. So maybe it will find you in good spirits.
=[ The fact that you got fired from THA is some of the most hideously-constructed news I have ever heard. Your vocals drove that band for me, the latin opera=esque cleans, the ferocious-emotional built harsh vocals which take influence from metalcore, the thought provoking, poetry styled, intellectualized lyrics.
This is very upsetting... Do you have any leads on a new band to join, or start, or anything of the sort? I can only thrive off of Nocturne and Midheaven for so long, whilst knowing you are no longer part of the group. =/
Hey nathan just out of curiosity have you ever taken philosophy classes or anything of the sort. you seem like a really intelligent person and i was informed by a teacher of mine to take a course in it. Any suggestions bud?
Just read the statement from THA's page right before your bulletin was posted. That sucks sooo bad, they def won't be the same without you. :( How/ why were you "fired" though?
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