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Sexy Tech Support [Nov. 19th, 2009|10:18 pm]
[Current Location |RUM 4T]
[mood | amused]
[music |Sneaker Pimps - Post modern Sleaze]

I had something happen to me today that reminded of something from the past when I worked at Teleperformance USA doing tech support for MSN. Have you ever had "a moment" or "many" moments with someone over the phone where you just feel this extreme sexual feeling. Even though your talking about computers and trying to make they're internet work, the words........they are laced with feeling. Like having hidden voice sex over the phone without knowing it. This lady had a nice sexy voice anyway and everything was normal for the first part of the call. But after awhile, the tone and the way we spoke to each other was so damn.........well sexy. We made this weird connection. Talk about reaching out and touching someone. I was walking her through re-installing dial-up networking, which isn't sexy in the least. I dont know how this happened, but it did. I had the biggest boner the whole time. Every tone from her lips was like the thrust of a beautiful TCP/IP goddess upon my RAM Stick. I could feel the sexuality in her voice seeping into my brain and stimulating my nerd pleasure center. Best call I ever had. I could just see in my minds eye her rubbing upon her sacred areas and saying sexually into the long slender cordless phone, "mmmm, which registry key should I delete now" "ohh yes, more........let me scour your registry for more naughty values! Yeeeaaaa , change those values baby........back up those files.........yea.........back them all up. God, it was like nerd heaven. I basked in the glory of this technical sex goddess for as long as I could, only to be rudely interrupted by my jerk off supervisor telling me to get off that damn call. I never wanted it to end. Ever. But all good things have to come to an end right?

heh, well today it kind of happened again. On the phone to another woman talking about title insurance stuff and the workings thereof (again, not sexy in the least bit). Same kind of thing. It feels like the phone just sucks into your ear and becomes part of your body. that is the first feeling. Then let the magic begin! Wow, she could have convinced me to pay her damn property taxes for her. Again, instant woodness. The connection in the vocal tones.........I dont think anyone else hears it. Who knows what she looked like, where she was, who she was, ect. none of that matters when this happens. It's like a pure digital fuck without any dirty talking, thinking or really anything. I dont know if its conscious to most people. Ohh god......Im digitally raping people. I need to get laid. Maybe I'm just a horny pervert that finds weird things in weird places sexy. Maybe I have a "support" fetish. I dont know. Its only happened 2 times in my life, but I hope it happens again! So strange, but rather enticing.

Im glad I was reminded of that today. Made for a good day :)
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Like a lit candle...... [Oct. 20th, 2009|03:35 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | weird]
[music |Switched - Dead Fingers]

Well here we are, the last couple months of 2009. Where the fuck did this year go anyway? Everyone says as you get older time goes faster and faster. From what I can tell it's because you warp your life away 5 work days at a time to get to the weekend. Living for the weekend, making it last as long as possible. Then back to warping the week away. I can see getting old really fast this way. The rat race life, 9 - 5 Mon - Fri, business casual office attire, office politics, professionalism, lunches with douchebags, traffic and finally the few precious hours you get to have at home or with friends. It's getting back to what I call "The Dark Times", the winter months where I get up in the dark, go to work in the dark, work all day, get off work in the dark, drive home in the dark and spend my free time in the dark. This can be the time of heavy drinking. I have to watch it. I've been doing really good lately at not going overboard or anywhere near it. I got a little toasty at my show on Friday night, but nothing I couldnt handle or keep a grip on. It was fun.

Im not looking forward to driving from Centerville to Salt Lake everyday in the winter. A giant long ass construction zone, moron drivers, Shitty weather, snow and ice........ugh. I really dont mind winter that much, it's just the driving around in snow and slick ass shit with a bunch of fucking idiots that think its ok to go 75 while its snowing. Ohh yea and now that I have a GIANT dirt driveway Im gonna have a load of super fun attempting to keep that fucker clear. I pray for a simple and understanding winter. That is if I still have a car at that point.

The jeep is going to need more money thrown at it. It's running really shitty right now and burnin down the gas like no ones business. I'm going to get a tune up, but thats as far as Im will to really go with this damn thing anymore. Why spend another $1000 for something that wont be able to pass any inspections next April? Fuck, the damn thing could throw a rod any day now. Then what do I do? I'm currently living paycheck to paycheck and barely scraping by as it is, if the Jeep folds........Im in a lot of trouble. This is a troublesome item. Fucking cars.......damnit.

All in all things are actually pretty good right now. I'm just bitching. A few of the usual stresses of daily American civilian wage slave life, but nothing I havnt handled before. The band is better than it ever has been and we are pulling down new music and gigs like crazy. One day I hope to actually be able to do what I love for my living instead of doing just what I can stand. But the way things are going, that could be a long way off if not totally impossible anymore.

That reminds me, I watched the sickening ego-filled pelvic thrusting MTV music awards the other day. I wanted to barf. What a load of shit. A pure pile of absolutly beautiful shit with some lip syncing jobs for the record books! Music has become a circus..........a fucking circus........keep the circus in the circus........god damnit. I blame Bruce Springstein. Not only for making some of the worlds shittiest music but also for bringing the first circus elements into music by introducing songs featuring the calliope. Fucker.

I have no attention span right now so Im gonna stop now. Bye
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The Digital Grasshole [Oct. 8th, 2009|09:26 am]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | creative]
[music |Moe - Plane Crash]

I went through with it and got us (BadGrass) a real web site. badgrass.com and .net were taken by some bullshit sites and one was one of those retarded guys trying to sell domains at ridiculous prices. Fuck that shit. So I checked .org........open. So I jumped on it. These days if you find a good domain name, jump on it quick before some jerk in China buys it and tries to suck a shit ton of money out of you for it. Heh. So I signed up with Xmission web hosting for a great price! $10 bucks for the registration and $30 a month! So $40 bucks to get my site going. Cant beat that. I usually spend more than that for one night at the bar. Fuck, those big web host companies like Godaddy.com and shit wanted something like $250.00 just to get started. This comes with 35 email address for my domain and 50 gigs of space, plus all the server side tools I need to make nifty things happen. Sweet action. They got it up and running in one day......didnt even take 12 hours. I signed up and by the time I got off work I was seeing my test page live on the web. Damn, things have gotten alot cheaper and obviously faster since I worked at an ISP in 1999. Thank god. I've started work on the "Digital Grasshole" and have a few pages up and working. This is the first design and it is pretty damn simple, but to the point. I have the main page up, the shows page and am starting on the music page. I created a basic template for myself all while learning the ins and outs of the new HTML. I downloaded this great program for Linux called Quanta and it makes everything really fucking easy. It's all code and not visual, but thats fine. At least I can see and learn all the shit I've got behind on in the last 10 years. Another great feature about Quanta is that it has automatic FTP so it changes your pages in real time on the web when you hit save, its great. Its keeping me quite organized which is good, I used to just throw all the files into one directory and go from there. Anyway, Im excited. Now we finally have a REAL web site we can use to push shows and have people download our music. Its alot easier to explain to someone on how to goto www.badgrass.org than all that myspace bullshit, and the number one greatest thing of all?? NO FUCKING ADS.....NO POP UP'S......NO LIMITATIONS..........NO BULLSHIT! It's all my own space to do what I will with. Thank god, I've missed this. Now I need to learn PHP and get back into my CGI-Perl SCripting so I can make some cool site applications.

So anyway, go check it out. http://www.badgrass.org

Its not much yet, but Ill probably spend this next weekend cracking out on it. :)

Any suggestions and/or advice on design or ideas are ALWAYS welcome, its been awhile since I've done this.

P@
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NEED SUPPORT [Sep. 21st, 2009|11:14 am]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | morose]

Im done drinking. Im starting to fucking hate it. Its the same everytime.........and now its becoming much much easier for me to slip into stupid mode than ever before. All it takes these days is a couple of glasses of wine and wham......Im on board the stupid train. As Im getting older its getting harder and harder not to do the "alcoholic" drinking thing. Even with a couple of drinks its starting to happen. I had a pretty good handle on things there for awhile, but it all seems to be slipping downhill badly again. I guess I just cant handle it anymore. At all it seems. I went for 12 days a couple weeks ago without drinking and it felt fucking great. I think Im going to continue that. I really got fucked up on Saturday night and did alot of stupid drunk shit on the internet. I've pissed off alot of people again. I hate this feeling and I hate having to deal with the shit storms I create when I go on my rampages. So I think Im pretty much done. Plus I just dont like it anymore......its always the same and the same results come from it everytime. Things are good for awhile then it all slides back into the shit storm and I fuck everything up. Then as usual I mentally beat the shit out of myself for it and make it worse. Im trying not to do it. But it happens. Im fucking up my life badly again and I gotta stop before something worse happens. I need something else to do. Maybe I should go to school or do something constructive for once with my life. Fuck, what am I doing......god damnit. Im not 22 anymore, I cant continue this way of life. It will lead to only 2 places for me. Jail.....or death. neither are options I want to explore. I thought I could handle light social drinking, but obviously this is not the case anymore. Maybe things will get better for me if I do. I noticed I was much more of a positive person while I wasnt drinking for those 12 days. When Im drinking alot Im a very negitive person. Filled with hate and anger for everything and what seems like everyone. Thats not me. Im not that kind of person, and its not the person I want to be.

There is a problem though. Most things in my life are involved with booze or the drinking thereof. MY family drinks, my roomates drink, all my friends do.........this makes things much harder to deal with and its always my folly. I need to do this for myself and the benefit of everyone around me. But I NEED SUPPORT. Not Pressure. Not Enablement. I NEED help from others to keep me on the right track and not fall off so damn quick again. I have self control and as long as I dont start drinking, I dont really have an issue with not drinking. I've done it before and I can do it again. But the peer pressure and the "come on, just have a beer.......just one man" cant happen. It seems that even if I have just one these days I feel that strong feeling of 'GIVE ME MORE'. It's getting stronger lately. IT sucks but its a fact. Its there and I cant deny it. Im a god damn mess right now and I need to take some steps to correct the malfunction. But Ill say it again. I need support from everyone. Im sure many would like to see this happen as much as I want to as well.

I have to get it together. I have talent and much skill. I gotta stop squandering it all boozing myself into oblivion and alienating everyone. Baby steps.....gotta start somewhere.

Anyone have any advice, tips, anything that might help?
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Gear and Setup [Sep. 18th, 2009|12:52 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | creative]
[music |The Byrds - Mr. Spaceman]

I had a couple people ask me what I use to get my tone. Everyone seems to think that if the sound is great, then there must be some kind of massively expensive system running things. Quite untrue. Although musical equipment is never really cheap (unless you really want it to sound like shit) its not that bad and quite light on the pocketbook compared to some. I like to follow a simple method of doing things. The simpler the better in my book. Keep it simple stupid........I find that works out the best. For me anyway. Im not big into running big fancy effects processors and giant amps with more power than I'll ever need. I did that once upon a time and it got me nowhere. Plus it was all giant and heavy as shit, making it hard to get to shows without 3 friends to help you haul your masses of shit. I've added a few things in the last few years to spice up my tone a bit. Here, I made one of those "guitar player magazine" diagrams to show anyone who wants to know what exactly I use and how I set it up. Pretty damn simple and it gets you one hell of a tone. I guess it matters what guitars and what amp your using, but for me, this system rocks.

Current Gear Map (Sept 09')

This is my current gear map for right now. Im sure it will change over and over. I use regular guitar cables in between my pedals but I use a custom built cable to go from my guitar to the EFX box. I also use a really nice monster cable to go from the last pedal to my amp. I just really hate having shitty cables go bad on you during shows.......monster cables and custom cables are expensive, but worth it in the long run. Nothing like having one of your cables die in the middle of a show and suddenly you drop out of the mix and have to stop the show due to "technical difficulties". IT makes me feel like a fuck. gah.

Here is a list of Items I've used in the past and unloaded for one reason or another:

1: Orange AD-140 Half Stack - TOo POWERFULL! You could play a fucking stadium with this monster and still be too loud. It was around 350lbs together and required 2 people to carry. I personally He-Manned that thing up 2 flights of stairs for one gig and almost got a hernia out of it. It was a great sounding amp, but that "Brittish" sound wasnt really what I was really looking for. So mostly it sat in the corner at my house unused. So I traded it in for a more managable option and bought a Gretsch 6120 with the rest of the cash. :) Thanks Guitar Czar!

2: Hughes and Kettner Tube 50 Half Stack - It was "borrowed" and never returned. God only knows what happened to this thing. I've heard many stories of what happened, but who can one ever trust these days. Good sounding amp and pretty managable for a half stack. $1200.00 dissapeared into the blue along with that thing. The 4th piece of equipment to be taken from me via the 5 finger discount.

3: Vox Tonelab Special Edition - I thought it would be awesome! It looks so damn cool with all those knobs and switches and things! It even has a tube in it for that real "tube" sound! Damn I was excited when I bought this thing, I even got a great deal on it from Guitar Center. Im a fucking retard. no wonder it was a good deal. This thing is one of the biggest pieces of shit on the planet. Not only is it hard as fuck to use and program, none of the effects really sound that great and most of the pre-sets should take a time machine back to the fucking 80's, put on some spandex and hitch a ride with a Butt-Rock band. Yuck. Then to top it all of....no True Bypass. So you can never get away from it's Tone-Raping Amp modeler effects. I had to use an effects loop switcher to bypass the damn thing when I wasnt using it. What a mess and a pain. Thumbs down. God vox makes some shitty things these days.

4: Vox AC-30 Special Edition - WOW! Another spectacular failure from Vox! Again duped by the greatness of the legendary AC-30 with built in effects! What could be better right??? Wrong again dumbass. This wasnt mine, my poor cousin JJ was duped by guitar center into buying this monstrosity. Boasting 120 Watts of pure power and a wonderful "TOnelab" built right into the top of the amp! Wow, how can you lose! Easily. First off, there is no god damn way to turn off the shitty "Amp-Modeler" effect. So you always end up getting the sound of some microchip trying to be a vacuum tube. Which sounds like a vacuum TV trying to play a blue ray disk. Like shit. Then there are 3 fucking seperate volumes: Gain, Master and Volume. Jesus, how many damn knobs do you need to reach "loud". Evidently more, because the damn thing was supposed to have "120 Watts" of SERIOUS BRAIN MELTING power but you couldnt get the thing to get over the top of a band and if you attempted to do so it sounded like you were playing through a radio shack amp connected by a hanger to a toilet paper speaker. I used this amp in my second band Figmaster for an amp my Dad could play through. George Harrison of the Beatles used Gretsch guitars through Vox amps in the early days (Good Vox amps mind you) and he said in an interview that it was one of the worst combinations ever. Now I know why. I sat down at fiddled with that damn amp for hours just trying to make it sound decent. I finally achieved a setting that didnt make me wanna drown kittens, rejoiced and saved the settings into one of the pre-set channels. Stupid fucking idea that was..........I guess when you save programs you better keep the damn amp on forever. It lost my settings and I was doomed to start over. I think it would have sounded better to play through an amp made out of a cardboard box. What a piece of shit. Jj bought it for $1200.00 and when he sold it.........trade in value was a whole whopping $250.00 bucks. That shows you what "quality" of an item that was eh?

5: Any pedal that isnt True Bypass - I know everyone these days is throwing that term around because they want to sound cool and be like a rock-star. But really, if your going for any kind of tone at all without 6000 digital effects and compressors you better get True-Bypass items. It just lets your natural tone through and colors it only when you activate the item. I love my new pedals with True-Bypass, unlike the horror I endured during the "Dr. FrankenVox's TOne-Def-lab" days. Its funny that just a little pedal with a little feature can make such a difference. One little circut can be the difference of sound like you should had sounding like the radio shack toilet paper special.


So all in all, my advice to everyone is just keep it simple stupid. You'll be much better off. Your probably not gonna be a rock star now or anytime in the near future, so get gear you can haul yourself and set up and tear down with ease. Most times you have 5 - 10 minutes to get on and off stage before the next band starts getting bitchy. Bigger isnt always better and your back and general groin region will thank you. Avoid guitar center at all costs and the flashy "combo" amps for KILLER deals and beware anything Vox made after 1980.

Well thats enought for today I think.

P@
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Sunday Morning [Sep. 15th, 2009|12:08 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | accomplished]
[music |Buffalo Springfield - Questions]

So I'm pulling out alot of my old acoustic numbers to work with the band. I've always wanted to do something with these songs, and things are working out nicely so far. This one is a song I wrote a long time back with my Dad about growing up non-lds in Centerville. Which was a pain in the ass. The words are great, I've gotta get this one in the set.

Sunday Morning

By: Patrick and Matt Neville

Another Sunday morning got the house to myself
couldnt be a bigger waste
all my friends are down at the church house
wishing life away
being told how to live and prey

Now if I was religious
that girl that looked real fine
would be tickling my toes and kissing my feet
but reality on Sunday is quite a different thing
just me and my mind doing my lonesome thing

Chorus

So you goto church on Sunday
and Ill stay home
you read your bible
while I'll write a poem
shout out your testimony while I sing my song
but dont say your right and tell me Im wrong


Well I cant help but laugh
if their parents only knew
what goes on down at that church house
smoking and smoochin too
but they'd rather point at me and say
stay away from him
all he does is sin sin sin

Chorus

Now Im not religious
and as you can see
no ones tickling my toes or kissing my feet
so when your home alone on Sunday
I hope you'll think of me
let your poem be your prayer
and your song your testimony

Chorus



Thats it. Pretty much sums it all up right there it does. Everyone I play this for loves it, so I feel I have to find a way to make it work with the band. It's been kind of hard though since its all in the same key and has a strange rhythm about it. But we'll get it. Even if I just have to play it myself during the set I want to put this one out there. It deserves to see the light of day again and be heard!
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What Our Was (Edited) [Sep. 10th, 2009|02:26 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood |Lyrical]
[music |BadGrass - What Our Was]

hmm changes I see, to make better.....yes? Old Lyrics in (OLD LYRICS)

What Our Was
by: Patrick N. Neville

Im breaking freely
like me or we?
caught up and stumbled
we, I cannot see

Lost time in stagnant
Caught in the dream (Last in the lead)
Pieces and fragments
Like smoke in the breeze

(Chorus)
Looking back how far I've come
So much should have been undone
Surely as all this undoes
I will see
Just what our was
yes, what our was

I feel that feeling
Another one of these
I give completely
you me us, are we?

Like a lit candle (I feel the handle)
I slowly burn (and slowly turn)
the cards on the table
Which do I turn? (Guess who got burned?)

(Chorus)
Looking back how far I'd gone
cant believe that this was wrong
But surely as all this undoes
I will see
Just what our was
yes, what our was

Down goes the anger
Infected weak
Tried to be something (Tryin to be someone)
I cannot be

I'm coming dreaming
but its not me
lost in the feeling (stuck on the ceiling)
Wherever Can Our be?

(Chorus)
Looking back I missed the turn
all those lessons never learned
But surely as all this undoes
You will see, you will see
Just what our was
yes, what our was
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My Balls - The New Ones [Sep. 10th, 2009|01:00 am]
[Current Location |RUM 4T]
[mood | amused]
[music |Buffalo Springfield - Questions]

A picture of my balls...........my new balls. They shine like the sun! It feels so good when you hit them! lol

But I got some REAL pool balls. So long shitty walmart balls. These are awesome balls to play with. Come play with them sometime. ;)

My Balls
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Wow, Salt Lake used to have a ROCKin downtown [Aug. 27th, 2009|05:09 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | amused]
[music |Kenny Rogers - I just dropped in (to see what condition my condition was in)]

We actually had a fucking cool downtown once upon a time. Things were different back then, you would think that things would have been much more oppressive then than now. That seems to be wrong, sometime in the 80's the oppression screws got tightened and things turned to shit. Something happened. Downtown sure doesnt look like this now:

SLC UT 1950's Early 60's

Fuck, I wish I had a time machine. God Damn
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Fucking Dick Squadron [Aug. 25th, 2009|11:10 am]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[music |Rolling Stones - Dead Flowers]

Pet Peeve #699498

Couples that cant take their hands off eachother for 5 fucking seconds. Fuck, I cant stand that. You try to have a simple conversation with someone and the significant other is constantly touching / kissing the neck, ect. GOD I fucking HATE that. Its like, FUCK OFF for 5 minutes while we conversate for christ sake.

Pet Peeve #699499

Ghetto Thugsta "Hip-Hop" culture. "hoe's and Pimps" It is totally out of control and needs to end. All fads come to an end right? FUck I hope so. It's getting to the almost intolerable point, especially when its here in Utah. SHUT THE FUCK UP DIPSHIT, YOUR WHITE AND DELIGHTSOME, GET USED TO IT! THIS DOESNT MAKE YOU COOL, IT MAKES YOU A FUCK. SO SHUT IT SHITFACE.

Pet Peeve #699500

Guys who refer to their girlfriends as "my bitch" "that shit" or "dat ass" ect. How lame can you be. "Yea dude, check it out "that shit" is all mine". That shit?? What shit? So that girl is nothing to you but "shit"? Why do girls put up with THAT SHIT. It makes me want to vomit bile.

eh I could go on and on today. Im just tired and grouchy....it was another night of shitty sleep due to the cat meowing like a little fucking bitch all night. Doesnt matter if I close the door or not, it just goes on and on. Plenty of food, plenty of water, ect. It fills me with rage which wakes me up even further, then its hard to get back to sleep. About 7:00Am the cat will finally shut the fuck up and go to sleep, I wake up at 7:30Am. Great.....fucking cool. I thought his behavior was improving due to the fact that it hasnt happened in awhile. But no, its back. Worse than ever. I guess we are going to have to get him the diazapam as perscribed by the vet. I dont know how much more I can take of this. I just dont understand what his fucking problem is. I finally get up and the cat runs out of my room like he wants me to follow him, so I do, he leads me to the kitchen and then just sits in the middle of the floor staring at me and meowing. WHAT GOD DAMNIT? WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK WILL SHUT YOU UP? GAHHHH. I dont know what the fuck that means, Im not the fucking cat whisperer. Josh took him to the vet again and had him tested for all sorts of shit. There is nothing wrong with him. We had him groomed up nicely as well, he shouldnt have any fucking complaints. He's a spoiled rotten kitty as far as I can see. And it pissed me off more than ever last night because when I was sleeping I was having awesome lucid flying dreams! That rarely happens to me and when I get awoke from such lovely dreams by the howls of a bitchy little cat.........I want to murder.

Trying not to fall asleep at work.......its so fucking slow right now. I've done all my policy work. ALL of it. for all 4 offices. Thats alot of fucking policies and they are all done for now. What else can I do? Not much......except wait......wait for the fucking clock to slowly click down to 5:30.........

Me and Sambo bought the 2nd remastered season of the old star trek last night. They added all new effects in place of the old shitty 60's effects. Its fucking rad, they did such a good job. Its like watching a totally new show, plus they restored the main footage so it looks even brighter and more clear and clean than ever! I must collect all 3 seasons......again. Im such a star trek crack head. lol.

Lets see.......what else. Hmmmmm.....running out of things to write about.

Dont smoke crack kids

dont let your kids smoke crack

dont smoke crack with your kids

smoke kids not crack
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Well........whatever do you know [Aug. 20th, 2009|10:01 pm]
[Current Location |RUM 4T]
[mood | surprised]
[music |BADGRASS]

A show I thought sucked balls ended up being a hell of an excellent show!! Last Wednesday at Liquid Joes. I felt shitty about the entire show. I guess it was just one of those nights for me. But hell, I guess the sound guy recorded the whole show and gave us a CD today of the mixdown. Fuck........was I wrong. The show rules, one of our best. It almost sounds studio recorded!! But it was live! We posted all the songs on the BadGrass MYspace site for your listening pleasure.

http://www.myspace.com/slcbadgrass

Go there to hear them. Im seriously blown away, I thought that show sucked ball sacks. But I was wrong........dead wrong. Check it out ya'll.

Even though we played for no one, we still got one hell of a live CD out of it!
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Fucking Bullshit [Aug. 18th, 2009|10:59 am]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | angry]

Wow great program government.......cash for clunkers my ass. My peice of shit jeep has broke down again and is having to have another costly repair. So I think to myself, fuck, why not just go trade the POS in for a new car with the C4C programs. Ohh wait, my peice of shit jeep does NOT qualify!!! What the fuck?? Why not? Well I guess the government in all they're glory says that a broken down 1989 Jeep grand cherokee with a 4 cyl engine in it isnt a clunker at all. Well maybe when it was new it got over 20MPG, but now it barely gets 15....if that at all, plus the many other issues it has. Like the tremendous oil burning problem. You would think that in this condition they would have no issue with taking this thing off the road and turning it into bed springs. But no........it got good gas milage new. So no, I cant trade it in. So instead I will continue fixing this shitbox and shooting 2 quarts of oil per week into the atmosphere along with the shit gas milage its getting in its current state of disrepair. This jeep not only has a MPG rating, but should have a QPW rating as well (quarts per week) for oil. Fuck. No exceptions nothing.........I just have to take it up the ass again. Fucking stupid as shit. This pisses me off.

I also dont understand why it has to run and drive. They take it off for immediate crushing and shredding, whats the fucking point? Just another way that they can say they are doing great things for the people and the environment when in actuallity its hard as fuck to actually get a vehicle that qualifies. Thats not even counting all the other rules and strict regulations you have to go through. Im suprized anyone has done this sucessfully.

Also say goodbye to the last remaining American steel vehicles as we shred them and send most of it (or all of it) to china. Jesus, when will we stop giving away everything we used to make ourselvs and any way of re-creating that. We need to shut off all the leaking valves feeding other countries that are abusing our kindness (ahem...ahem....israel) and focus on our own god damn country before we are totally fucked. If we arnt already anyway. Lets recreate our country in a better way. Retool our factories and re-open abandoned factories that used to make our fine products. We are smart people, we have alot of smart people here we just need to stop watching "lost" all night and actually do something. Fuck. I fear for the future.......greatly.
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This is the title of my journal update <--- yes this right here. [Aug. 13th, 2009|01:11 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | accomplished]
[music |The Byrds - Whats Happening?!?!]

Things..........things are going good I guess. So our BadGrass reunion show was great, you might even say "off the hook". Pretty slick, dancing girls and everything! I expected a croud, but I wasnt expecting what came to be! We actually had about 150 or so people there. I was shocked and it actually made me nervous to play. I havnt been nervous to play in front of people since......hmmm......well never. But it had been so long since I actually played for a good croud I kinda found myself freaking out a bit about a half hour before the show. I started heading into meltdown mode and that road sucks. I was sitting at the bar by myself sipping a beer and this really drunk mexican girl comes up to me and starts rubbing on me, which I would usually like but this was wierd. It didnt help that she was slobberingly drunken either. So I was just friendly and tried to have a chat, no dice. The only thing I understood that came out of her mouth was her name, thats it. Then she reaches down and bites the shit out of my arm, all of this while im in melt down mode and just want to be left alone for a few. Freaked me the fuck out, I got up and had to leave the building for a bit. So I went around back to get my head together and run right in to these two guys getting in a fucking fist fight by the trailer park (go figure). Gah, its like I couldnt get away from the Anxiety. So I walked down the street to a better place to relax a bit. I couldnt believe it, I was actually nervous to preform in front of people again. I almost puked. Wow, it really had been too long I guess. But I got it together within a few minutes, went inside, pounded down a few beers and rocked the shit out of the place. It was great, god it felt so good to hear an actual Roaring croud after you finish a song. At points the cheering got so loud it was almost defening at points. Threw down some good face melting solo's and gave it all I could. Man it came off so great, what a sucess! I need more shows like that. wow, what a rush. I was high on music vibe (the best high in the world) till almost 5AM. South Shore said they havnt had a Friday night like that in years. We are welcome back anytime :) Thats how I like to do things.

Then 5 days later we play Liquid Joes on a Wednesday night.......

We played the early spot hoping to get somewhat of a croud on a Wednesday night. No dice, 9 rolls around and we played to 4 people and a bar tender. Quite the opposite feeling of the last show..........150 screaming fans...........to 4. ugh, what a downer. Flash back from the old days of playing shitty places like the "hard-rock" or "hardly-rocks" cafe as I like to call it. I hate weekday shows now, its just so hard to pull off. I dont know how bars think a local band is supposed to pull a croud in the middle of the fucking work week, have them drink their asses off and stay up till 1 or 2 AM. Fuck it, Im just not gonna do it anymore. Its so much more work after you just got off "work" to get something that is usually depressing instead of satisfying, then more work, get home late and get up for work again. I used to be able to pull it off, but these days I just dont know if I have the energy left for that kind of thing. Plus whats the damn point? ugh, and when there is no one there to play to or anyone that gives a shit at all it makes you play shitty. I couldnt fucking play shit last night and that pisses me off too and then I feel like I suck....which sucks. Its totally counter-productive and I dont think we should do it anymore.

The right way to do things is what we did with the reunion show. Book it 2 months in advance and promote the shit out of it. Guess what? It worked great, we pulled 150 people and everyone had a great night! All pre-planned and ready to roll when the time comes. Plus its something to look forward to! Which I think everyone needs. People know in advance and actually can plan for it. I think one good big show a month is what we should be aiming for, save trying out a new club or bar (because you have to pay your dues and play a weekday show). I'm down with that, but playing too often makes you loose your fun and then everything sucks.....which sucks.

Ohh I almost forgot! Here is a video from the ReUnion show: Cat Man Blue



God am I tired today though, bleh. Work is slow.....really slow. Time going so slowly, what to do with myself. I guess I can goto lunch and blow another hour. Yea, think Ill do that.

This is the end of my journal entry <----yes, this right here.
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This Friday Folks! [Aug. 3rd, 2009|12:53 pm]
[mood | pleased]
[music |Black Label Society - Rust]

So the big BadGrass Reunion show is almost here, its this FRIDAY at SOUTH SHORE BAR AND GRILL 2827 S. State St., Salt Lake City, UT, 84115.
    Not Club Vegas.
The line up will be as follows:

Cattle Drive (Opening Band, southern rock, rock, countryish band)
Kate Laduce and the Soul Terminators (serious funk, horn section and everything!)
BadGrass (us, we, me, I, Rock n' roll, blues, jazz)

Well its almost here, I took the day off Friday to make sure all goes smooth with the show. I also want to remind everyone that you dont need a ticket to come to the show, you can get in at the door like any other show. The pre-sale tickets was a club vegas thing and it is no longer necessary. If you have purchased a ticket already it will be honored at the door and you will get in with the ticket and not another dime. There will be no double billing or anything like that. There has been some confusion with some of my friends when we changed the venue. They also thought the date had changed. No, its the Same. Friday August 7th. But now its at South Shore instead of Club Vegas. Just want to clear that up for any that might be confused.

So now that all the details are hammered out we are all ready to rock and play a kick ass night of great music for ya'll. Remember, this bar is right on State Street so if you plan on drinking much make sure you have cab money or a DD.

WARNING: Driving under the influence of Alcohol and/or Drugs is a serious offense that is prosecuted aggressively in the state of Utah.

and they will be watching........they always watch state street like a hawk, so dont drink and drive folks. I would hate to see anyone of our fans or those in attendance to come away with a DUI. Leaves a bad taste in ones mouth and less money in the wallet. So yea, just a warning.

And please do remember that there is NO LONGER ANY PRIVATE CLUB LAWS!! So there will be no membership bullshit / rip-off charge just to get in to the bar! Take this opportunity to take advantage of our new laws!

For more information or any questions please feel free to contact me at coolpat420@yahoo.com or give me a ring at eight oh one - eight nine one - nine nine six five.

Rock On

P@
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Dont Fumble the Franks! [Jul. 30th, 2009|10:04 pm]
[Current Location |RUM4T]
[mood | relaxed]
[music |Linkin Park - Papercut]

Beer Coazy's really do work, this beer has stayed nice and cold down to the last! Whatever do you know. Tommorow is Friday, thank god this week is over. Eh......I've been running the entire Title Department at work myself this last week and that gets hard after a few days. It was steady but not busy, thank god. But while I take care of all that other shit my policy pile becomes a mountain and I get behind on all that bullshit. Plus there is another pile of Midvale policies I have to do now as well. AND a big pile of policies to be copied and sent. Fuck.....this policy shit is getting really old. Might as well take out my brain, tie it to a tree and hit it with a truck over and over. I feel like Im getting stupider with every month I just sit and do repetitive easy mundane tasks. I need to get some new material. Fuck I have to do a few different things for one week and I get so damn behind that I get to spend the next week or so doing policies all fucking day long. I've done so many damn policies at this point that I could probably do it in my sleep. I almost am when I do them. I have dreams about doing them. Thats a bad sign. Its like a trance I go into and go and go and go until its done or I cant take it anymore. After hours of that its really hard to break out of that trance after work and become a normal person again. Gah, I dont mind my job at all but this shit is starting to get really old. What to do what to do. I guess I could be pressing Ford Excursion bumpers in a shithole factory somewhere, but man. It feels like I am sometime. Assembly line Pat. But if I didnt do it, no one would and there would be hell to pay. Which direction to go, what steps to take, whats my motivation here???

On a different note I upgraded my LiveJournal account to a paid membership. Shit, its only $20. I have so many memories on here from years back and I dont want to lose them. Nor run out of places for the future. Hardly anyone blogs as much here anymore, a few of my LJ friends still do but not as much as it once was. I remember a time........back in the day where the entries were plentiful......the emotions ran high...................there were comments abound and things of the sort. I guess people now have TWITTER and FACEBOOK to do they're interneting on. But not me, I shall continue the barrage of entries as its always been. Someday I would like to get all my entries published into a real book that I can flop on my coffee table and my friends and guests and read and laugh at my crazy ass doing my crazy ass shit.

I am very thankful right now that its not so damn hot in here today. I love summer, but damn......I dont sleep worth shit in the heat. I think I will tonight though.

anyway, gonna watch dumb and dumber and drink more beer.
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BALLS Hairy Veiny Sweaty BALLS of Grotesqueness [Jul. 30th, 2009|02:33 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | thoughtful]
[music |Staind - Can't Believe]

God, why does everything have to go to shit all at once?

This BadGrass reunion show has become a nightmare. First we get fucked over at club vegas and had to move to South Shore Bar. Then the planned first Band Cancles, after trying to get ahold of them for 2 fucking months. All while trying to get ahold of the 2nd band to see if they are even still planning on playing. Limbo limbo limbo madness bullshit. God Damnit this is fucking annoying. Its now causing drama within the ranks and turned last practice into the argue arena. Fuck, I just want it to get here so we can play the fucking show and be done with it. This has just all gone to hell and been stressfull as holy fucking shit. Now its causing waves in the band. Bad Waves that can lead to bigger problems if not addressed. lord have mercy.........fucking please? and now if that wasnt enough drama our Bass player from my other Band Figmaster decided to go fucking douchetastic and freak out on us making things really lame. Its dealing with a 50 something year old man who acts like a 13 year old girl and cant deal with anything on the level. So......more band drama. Yee fucking haw. Things were going so well there for awhile..........running so smoothly and it felt good. Now smoke is pouring out of the perverbial radiators and the carb is leaking gas all over the engine block causing fires. The porsche has turned into a jallopy. Fuckballs. Now to top it all off Sambo almost loses his job and ends up just getting demoted instead and suspended for a week. For being honest. Thats seriously going to strap him financially, at least he will be able to make the bills for this month. But I forsee a possible Bank of Neville "Bail-Out" looming in the near future. Which I cant afford. My sub-prime market is really dragging the books down. Shit, where is the FDIC.......where is the Fed........save me Hellicopter Ben. My investors are going to hang me and burn my rotting corpse in fields of urine and feces of anger. In other words. I need more fucking money.

Ahh the jeep. my wonderful oil burning jallopy of joy. Trouble is a bubblin in the brew there. It's making this awesome new sound when I start it! It sounds like grinding metal on metal and is REALLY fucking loud, at first I thought I had finally thrown a rod and she was done for. Steel-Matresshood might not be far off in the future. Off to become man-hole covers and bed springs. I just had the starter replaced a couple months ago and now this. So I need to take it back to Mr. Tran at TSW, but living in Centerville and working in SLC is kind of throwing the wrench into the gears. Must have vehicle for work.........shops no operate on weekends. Kind of fucked here. I need to fix my '65 so I can have a back-up-beater in case the man-hole and bed spring angels come to fetch my jeep. On goes the continuing line of Taco-Wagons. But if I fix my GMC, then there is no money to fix the jeep and the GMC gets about 6 MPG in its current state of disrepair. So yea, things have gone downhill lately. A down slope on the great rollercoaster of life. At least it goes somewhere and does something.........better than my ride of love......aka......the terroride.......which is pretty much just about as exciting.

So what can you do other than sit back and watch it all go down in flames. I guess something has to spring from the ashes right? Im not going to die from any of this, I dont think. So Ill continue down that old road. The fork on the right..........beware....the forest of feelings has been logged. It's now the plains of dispair and angst.

Well I must excrete wastes and continue being a good consumer and employee of the world.

Have a nice day.
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What Our Was & Sacred Mind Acoustic Videos [Jul. 6th, 2009|11:19 am]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | mellow]
[music |BadGrass - What Our Was]

We had a little jam session on the 4th of july at my uncle John's place, we fimed our 2 new songs we wrote. Both songs sound great either acoustic or eletric, we do them both ways. So here at the videos:

Both songs writtin and preformed by Patrick Neville and Josh Hight

What Our Was:





Sacred Mind





There you have it. 2 guitar players, 2 new songs! Comments?? Questions?? Answers??

Ohh yes and remember AUGUST 7th @ Club Vegas people! The Big BadGrass REunion show. Its gonna kick ass, major ass. Get your tickets from me or one of the band now for only $5 because its $7 at the door. Either way you help us out :) Locals always need all the help they can get.

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Another New Song [Jun. 17th, 2009|03:05 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | creative]
[music |BadGrass - Sacred Mind]

Wow, Im on one these days. Friday night me, Josh and Sambo were doing some grilling and drinking as usual for us on the weekend. I cracked a bottle of wine and we grabbed the guitars for some outside jamming while the meats cooked. 2 glasses of wine and wham, we are in the midst of writing another song. This time a collaborative effort between me and Josh. An hour later......wham. Another new song to add to the books, lyrics and everything included. It's called Sacred Mind. I dont have the lyrics here or I would post them, just another song you'll have to hear at the show eh? hehe.

I swear its the wine. That Mirassou Merlot (http://www.mirassou.com/) I get from the LQ is like a musical transport solution. It invokes the creativity and makes the music flow, plus its just really fucking good for an $11 bottle of wine. Both songs I have come up with lately have been under the influence of that certain wine. Hence I have taken a leave of absence from beer for the time being. Plus I think I could use to drop a few LB's from not drinking so damn much PBR all the time.

So yea, things are looking up musically! We worked both new songs at last nights practice and both are coming along quite nicely. A great addition to our original set list. Soon we will be able to push out more of the old covers and complete the set with originals with covers for "cover" when we run out of originals. We've agreed to put more writing on hold for the time being so we can work what we have and get a set down for our upcoming re-union shows.

August 7th @ Club Vegas - This will be our main Re-union show. Come get a ticket from me and it only costs $5.00. Its $7.00 at the door the night of the show. So Save yourself a couple of bucks eh. We will be playing with 2 other local bands of great talent: Kate Leduce and the Soul Terminators and one other who's name eludes me at this point. We will be headlining the night. It's a Friday night, so it should be good times. We are practicing like mad men to get ready for this. I'm already a little nervous, its been awhile since I've dawned the stage.

Anyway, I hope the magic streak continues! Here's to good times.....*clink*
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Heh....Funny [Jun. 15th, 2009|05:15 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | weird]

However crazy I might think I am at times and how I might be acting like a douche, emo or a weirdo, there is always someone (or many someones) that come along and makes me look absolutly sane, incredibly stable and the best person in the world. Thank you, all you crazies are the best therepy there could be. And pretty good entertainment as well.

Now off home.

bleh fuck Monday's and all this work week shit. I hate trying to warp my life away one work week at a time.


fuck it.

out
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I like fun [Jun. 10th, 2009|02:13 pm]
[Current Location |Fucking Work]
[mood | content]
[music |Chris Thornton - Gettin' My Kicks]

So last weekend kicked ass. One of those weekends where you feel its been week or something other than just 2 little days. I need more of these.

Friday night me and my friend Sambo went to the Moe concert at the Depot downtown. I used to hate that place, but its gotten a touch better as of late. They're beers don’t cost 9 bucks any more either! Down to 4, finally some sense! Cheers to that. But anyway, we pulled into the gateway parking garage and downed a bottle of wine in the parking garage awaiting the show. I quite enjoy stealth public drinking, its fucking fun. We couldn’t finish the bottle in the car so we poured it into a water bottle and headed out to walk around the gateway a bit. Chardonnay in a clear water bottle looks like your hauling around and drinking a bottle of piss, its funny as shit. It even has the white foam on top from being sloshed around. 2 hippies drinking pee at the gateway. lol. Got into the show and bought a few beers to haul around for the night. The show started a little late, but it was worth it. They were tight as hell, Sambo loves Moe but I had never really ever heard anything by them. I must say that I'm a fan now. I'm not much for the 3rd generation jam band shit, but the talent and awesome could not be ignored. So they played 2 damn good sets and ended the night at about 11, I spent some good time talking to the sound guy for the band. Cool dude, he smelled like a giant marijuana plant. Damn fine sound guy too. After the show we retired to the Rum 4T and my sister joined us in a night of imbivation. *scene missing* I unfortunately partook in too much ambrosia and ended up with a lousy ass hangover of death in the morning.

I sleep till almost 3. I’m pretty sure the day is fucked and its gonna be a movie marathon day.

Forget that, my friend Joe Crow is in town and was calling my phone over and over. He was going up to the Ogden Bluegrass festival with some friends and his uncle Bill. "Yes!", I exclaimed in joy..........then nearly threw up. I didn’t know if I could make it. Could I actually crawl out from under my covers of joy and re-join the world? Brain pain......ohh the pain. Push through the pain...........so I got up and hit the showers. Its amazing how much a nice hot shower of Agraba and a tooth brushing can bring you back from the abyss. Refreshed and ready to go I recruited Sambo to join me once again and we headed to O-Town for a bluegrass festival. We were instructed to get off at 24th street and go till "A" street. Wow, the Stabbin' district of Ogden? This is where they are having a Bluegrass festival? Strange enough right off "A" street is a place called Fort Buenaventura. We took a small little road that descended into the trees. Immediately the ghetto of the city disappeared and now we were in a magical little forest land that could have been anywhere in Utah other than the Ghetto of Ogden. You couldn’t even smell the Dog Food Factory anymore! I was amazed; it must have been a worm hole to another dimension or something. Anyway, we located our camp spot and joined in the festivities. We met some incredible people that night, this big group of people that go camping like every weekend all over the place. They welcomed us into the group with Open arms and kind spirits. Its been awhile since I've hung out with such cool people and just felt comfortable around them right then and there. Good times. We had ourselves a jam session that brought at least 30 people to our camp. Many came to listen, many came to play along. There was a shit ton of people playing and things were ordered and sounded great! People were handing me beer after beer and feeding me shots of whatever they had in they're jackets. Even though it was pouring rain the entire time, we still managed to find shelter and have a fucking blast! We jammed until around 3:30AM at which time I was so tired I could barely drag myself to the tent. I was fully and totally music'd. Such a great feeling. God it was great times.

I awoke around 9AM or so to the best alarm clock ever, the excellent sound of a live bluegrass band about 100 or so feet away. What a good start to the morning. There was free coffee and foods abound, many had made or brought pots and pans full of excellent delectable’s of all breakfast types. I consumed. It was still pouring.......ohh well. We ended up bailing around noon or so. What a great time it was. We got home and relaxed a bit, watched a couple movies and did laundry for the week. Not so exciting, but after a weekend like that a little downtime is great.

It felt like a week, not a weekend. I need more weekends like this one was. Relaxing and fucking great.

Anyway, better get back to work here.

P@
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