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I only like you when you post nude pictures of yourself on the internet.
And even then, you still give me nausea.

You won't feel better afterwards.

NEW TRACK

I got bored, created an audiotool account and made this.

It's my first attempt at a dance track.

So I hope you guys like it.

That's it.

I'm becoming an independent filmmaker.

Hard ass times.

Well the universe just doesn't want my album to see the light of day. My PC is all jacked up, I have no access to the internet and therefore can't register my new production software, therefore I can't use it until such a thing is done, therefore I cannot record the remaining three tracks. I guess it's going to be a while before the world get's to hear Fever Embrace.
I would post copius amounts of lovely demos for you folks to enjoy, but the lack of internet at my home makes that rather difficult.
Oh also I discovered that the artist name Missouri is already occupied, so call me whatever the hell you want now, I'm tired of taking myself seriously.
Oh well, I guess I'll just have to start reading Ulysses instead to feel a sense of accomplishment. Even though I was saving it for when I'm 40 years old and still single.

Bye.

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I wish I were capable of creating something this beautiful.

UPDATES. VERY BIG UPDATES.

Alright guys, the album has been fully written. All that needs to be done is have some crappy lyrics changed into good ones, some re-recording of old demos, and figure out how the hell I'm going to get it printed.
I do have a little present for you guys though - The tracklist :)

Tracklist for Fever Embrace is as follows:

1. Paper Plane
2. Starving Children (previously known as Fireskies)
3. Toads
4. I'm Dancing
5. Dress
6. Future Winds
7. Take Violence
8. Sleeping Bed Machine

-Some title names may be subject to change. The album clocks in at around 35 minutes, so it's not exactly a Mars Volta record, but I'm not insane, so I'll stick with an average LP running time. I'm not exactly sure when you will be able to hear it but I'd say in about a month or two's time. Depending on how motivated I am.

-I've written a good deal of songs that for one reason or another, would not fit on the album, not due to the quality of the song, but rather it's place in amongst the rest. So I may or may not be posting some of those B-Sides over the next couple of months until the LP's release.

-I have decided to go under the performing title of Missouri. So this release will be under the Missouri name. And in case you haven't already noticed (which I'm sure you have), the album will be entitled Fever Embrace.

Have a nice day.

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I want to be really angry at everything.

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This is a part of something I've been working on recently. Seeing as I have no music to post (and I really wish I did, but I've been lazy lately), I thought I'd post this little bit of writing. It's not much, but it's something at least. And yes, I realise how morally vile this work is. If I turn a few heads, my work is done. This is not to say however that this is written purely for shock value, while I have nothing to testify against that at this point, but I will, soon enough.

Also, this comes from absolutely NOWHERE in my past. So don't get too disturbed.

Here it goes:

My sister is a slut. There's seldom a night where I can't hear her yelping approbation to the Goliath penetrating her every orifice. I see her every day, her squalid pussy, the cum on her eyes. A menacing little harlot at the age of fourteen, (myself being born five years prior to her, on nigh the same date) she studies hard, (Annabelle, her name is Annabelle) it pays off I suppose. When I was four years of age I was given the privilege of beholding in all it's sweat and uncultivated glory the lascivious conception of my darling little sister. The fleshy, lazy Sunday. I watched in silent curiosity (and bizarrely precocious reverence) for thirty minutes my father's phallic slipping and sliding into and out of my mother's enthusiastic and experienced womb. Two horses in a gallant and powerful dance, enveloping their souls. My vehement repulsion still manifests itself in daily masturbatory sessions and vomiting before entering school grounds.

Have a nice day.

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I am an idiot etc.

Hey Liam.

Sometimes I think I have to be depressed to be interesting.

I know, it looks like I'm not doing anything, but I am. I'm just taking my time. I might post a cover up or something soon for old times sake (I'm thinking maybe a Vashti Bunyan or a Beatles tune?), seeing as I'm rather unwilling to reveal anything from Fever Embrace. Although I finished my centre-piece for the album (hooray?), a ten minute ode to all of my psychadelic idols while still being in the same vein as the rest of the album. It might be a little while before anything exciting happens on this blog but when it happens, it'll make up for it. I think?

Have a nice day.

-I see it, the monolith staring at me with horizon in it's eyes, the time machine, the aeroplane.

NEW BLOG

I've started a music blog where you can read an occasional album review that I've written. I just wrote one, so y'know. Read it. Bitches.

http://www.musicvita.com/networking--community/the-musicvita-blog/sportsbrother.html

I hope you're all okay, the album is in the works, so it's not like I'm inactive.

Anyway, that's pretty much it for today, I'm putting a lot of effort into these album reviews so I'd really appreciate it if you read them. Although I can't push anyone.

Have a good day.

It Starts Here.

Well for the very few of you that have actually been curious as to what my album is going to sound like, this should give you a hint.

It's really rough, and I'll perfect it soon, but I couldn't resist rushing a post because it feels like I haven't done anything productive in a while.

This is a really really big deal for me guys, so please, put in your two cents and comment? PLEASE.

Anyway I really really hope you enjoy it, and I hope it gives you an idea of the kind of album I'll be making.

Oh, and by the way, the album is going to be called Fever Embrace :).

Have a good day!

Fireskies.

I got a sudden burst of inspiration this evening and decided to work on another song. I'm really proud of this, and I really hope you can connect with this as much as I do - However doubtful that may be. Oh and as a sidenote, towards the end my vocals go a bit crap because I tried recording it earlier and my mic is crap so it kept fuzzing out when I was hitting the notes I needed to, so I had to tone it down, hence the off notes. Also my sister was complaining because it was late and I was singing too loud. I hope it'll suffice, but it really is nothing compared to what it's intended to be :(. I need some decent recording equipment...

Anyways! I worked really hard on this and would appreciate your comments!
Have a beautiful day!




Lyrics are as follows;

Some nights are just like this,
Kids get violent, I grow tired.
We place our faith in our throats, and we sing for our mothers,
Those who loved us, and we feel
Hate at those unreturned letters, from unreturned lovers,
and now I'm late for the chorus - She always looked so lovely when she sang.

And now there's fires in the streets,
and in the people we meet,
So hold your souls up high,
There's refuse in the sky.

Fireskies in your eyes.

SETH HAS A BANJO! AND A NEW SONG! YEAH!!

I'm quite happy with my banjo, I would have shown you guys it earlier but I had a horrible fever and chest infection so I couldn't really move around or talk, let alone sing. Anyways, I wrote this little tune last night, it's not much and the lyrics are balls (which is why I'm not posting them on here) but the point is: BANJO!
I really hope you enjoy the song. I've decided I'm going to stop posting covers because they drain my productivity and distract me from my main goal. So from now on this blog is dedicated to my own personal music which I have created and have dedicated to you lovely people that are kind enough to listen.
Have a magnificent day!

I'm really ill today, I was yesterday as well, so it's draining my productivity. I'm in America and I've hardly even left the house. I've written a couple tunes on my banjo already, but my throat hurts too much to sing, which is a shame because I'm getting a lot better. Hopefully I'll be able to record something tomorrow.
America is interesting, a little boring though. I still need to purchase a camera, and a keyboard. Once I get them then I think things will get interesting. Baby steps I guess.
My room isn't ready yet so I've been sleeping out on the couch the last few days. It won't be ready for about a week I think. I need someplace to retire though, I'm feeling a little crowded.
Today isn't that great, I hope tomorrow will be better.

I hope everyone is happy back home.

S'pose I should give you guys an update.

Well the house is insanely huge, so much so that we have an entrance to our entrance. I feel really rich, it's pretty cool, but it's also a little disgusting. The flight was alright, just boring because there weren't many good movies on and I every time I tried reading I'd fall asleep.
So far I've had starbucks and pizza, both have tasted better than anything found in the UK. So I guess that's a plus. I'm probably going to get really fat. I was expecting to anyway I guess. Tomorrow I'm going to Sea World, might strangle a few animals, we'll see how I feel when I get there.
After I spend some catchup time with the family I'll be more productive than ever, producing music left and right, so I guess you guys have something to look forward to. I'm going to get a banjo this week, I really can't wait. Not sure what else there is to say, I might do a collaberation with my brother. That'll be good.

Anyways, that's pretty much it for now, I hope everything in England is nice, and I hope it'll snow some more. Take care guys, I love you.

As much as this makes me happy to see, I can't help but feel terribley, terribley sad.

Look guys, I wrote a song for once!

Right, I have to pack my PC away tonight in order to send it to California, so this is probably going to be my last post for a week or two. With that in mind, I had planned on writing a little something to say goodbye to all my lovely friends in England. But instead I ended up just generally writing a tune. So I dedicate this to you guys. My closest friends and associates, who I'm going to miss very much. I hope you can hear my sadness.

I've posted the lyrics below for you to have a gander at, they're somewhat based on an old poem I wrote, which is around here somewhere. Also, comments and criticism would really be much appreciated as I don't post original songs much.

Have a nice week.

I built you a paper plane/But you still can't fly away/Wash my head in the winter snow/And stare at life through the great below/I set my God aflame/Carved in his head your name/Where we'll look when the end is nigh/And he in turn will crack the sky.

I followed the yellow brick road/When no one told me where to go/I didn't find the kingdom of Oz/But I found a land of God.

I built you a paper plane/So we can fly away/Set your heart aflame/Carved in your head my name.

I think when I get to America one of the first things I'm going to do is buy a camera and work on a video for this. It'll be a good enough way to get used to putting film together in order to create dramatic effect. I'm looking forward to it.

Oh, and also, this song is absolutely beautiful in every way.

It's been a while since I've seen those horizons,

Those golden fields, still warm and crispy from the fires,

They bestow a sense of freedom, only achieved through utter carelessness,

The kind of freedom that makes your heart sink into melancholy,

The clock is still ticking and the days are running low,

So Please, Lord, turn this dreary rain into Winter snow.

I want to sleep in a big pile.

I suppose I should say a few words.

2010 has been shadowing over me like a death sentence. I've been dreading this all year, and I guess now it's finally arrived. And I'm not exactly saying goodbye to 2009, but to an era of my life that has permanently branded (in the most pleasant sense) myself as a person. I've been running this repeatedly through my head lately, I guess in life not many people have the luxury of growing up with a friend, let alone as many as your lovely selves, and as much as I wish to bestow that luxury upon all of you, I just can't, due to circumstance.

I'm so immensely greatful that you have entered my life, and have allowed me to be a part of yours, and I thank God for every precious memory that you guys have given me. I have so much love for all of you, and I feel like I'm going to burst, and I feel nothing but sadness and melancholy at the thought of leaving you all, but I guess it's just one of those pains that comes with life.

I've learnt an incredible amount about myself in these 5 and a half years, and about people in general. I've been able to better myself as a person, and I couldn't have managed without such lovely souls as yours around to influence me.

I promise you that I will be back. Perhaps even later on this year. And I will be exchanging words with a few of you personally before I go, because I'm a sentimental faggot. But for now, I collectively give you something for all of you to have and share. And it's something which you've always had, of course, but it's healthy to reiterate these kind of things. Anyways, I give you every last droplet of my love, and believe me, there's a lot of it. And as intangible and melodramatic as that is, I sincerely hope you enjoy it, and I hope it fills your hearts with joy and gladness, because I know that's what you do for me. I want you all to lead happy, happy lives. I love you all.

The clock is ticking. Keep your eyes on the horizon.