MorbidBuddha

Come and support Nevetherym for their first gig. If not, persuasion in the form of sexual favours may be in order if you're thinking of missing this debut and unveiling of Nevetherym's sound, and not to mention a great gig. Come one, come all! Rob. P.S. For more information - Nevetherym. EDIT: Unfortunately our debut gig has been postponed to an as of yet unknown date later in March. I'll keep you all updated on the situation.

I'm aiming pointlessly. Hoping to hit the target. Life has become a tour. Cigarettes. Booze. Drugs. Names that I'll never remember. A creative stint that will require divine intervention to be broken. Like I've said before, life is an uphill battle to find a way out. And I'm no exception. I'm meeting with my band brethren this Wednesday to write/rehearse/jam and drink from a bottle of whiskey (inscribed with the words 'PURE MALT' in old school Black Metal font), apparently with my name on it. Let's pray that something more tangible comes of this meeting. The fact that we have at least 5-7 songs, but only one complete song, irritates me. Ther

I had liquid acid last night. Strange and intense experience. The mind refuses to shut down whilst trying to sleep. Colours. Blurs. Noises. Vague memories of concorted convulsions mixed with laughter and fear. This is not a party drug. Even whilst in one's own home. A sugar cube soaked in Lysergic Acid Diethylamide. Odd situations and climate for such a thing. Early morning philosophical musings. Life with no meaning. A constant battle to make it at least bearable. Find a way out... escape. That's what we all do, we just have different ways of finding it. Music. Sex. Drugs. Work. Reading. Driving. Playing. Swimming. Eating. Drinking. Excercis