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Name: Michael
Country: United States
State: North Carolina
Gender: Male
Interests: MUSIC, mainly jazz, but also funk, soul, classic R&B, afrobeat, hip-hop, folk, blues, classical, americana, brazilian and cuban music, and other music from around the world. Any of the classic and modern art forms: painting, sculpture, photography, literature, poetry, etc. The culinary arts. Sushi. Short and indy films. Travel.
Expertise: Performing and Recording, Writing and Arranging, also some work as a producer.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  mjlibramento
Yahoo:  zodiacfreshmaker
Member Since:
8/20/2004
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| Just got back from a walk. I walked to Greenlife, to get two of those huge chocolate chip cookies and a Boylan's cola. I felt bad because they were about to close, and were making that very apparent. The deli was closed, parking lot was empty, and I think one cashier rolled her eyes at me. I didn't go to that one. I went to this girl who I've met through a friend, but never see; we remembered each other, I was proud. Every time I see her, she looks upset, but I think she just has one of those default angry-looking expressions. Anyway, it was a nice short walk to one of my favorite stores. I still don't think I could work there. It would be ideal, i guess, because I'd get a discount on food, annd since their food is very expensive, it would be just slightly expensive for me. Maybe even affordable. I think its like 50% on deli food, 20 on other stuff. Not bad. Something has kept me from working there so far, so that's either a sign that I shouldn't work there... or a sign that now I should. Umm, well its a sign of something, that's for sure. I would eat healthier if i did. So far today my diet has been 4 slices of pizza and a chunk of chocolate chip cookie. I have had lots of water today, so that's good. i don't know why I'm concerned with eating healthier, as a poor young person. Its just not feasable. Cheap food is filled with preservatives and fat and salt and sugar and comes in frozen plastic bags or cardboard boxes. And its so greasy, it takes very little to fill me up. Do you know how many salads i'd have to eat a day to stay full?
I got an email today from the "leader" of the group i was assigned to for my music business and industry class. There have been group meetings I've neglected to attend, and emails to the other group members I've neglected to send, which I take repsonsibility for. But I do not feel like they were left stranded without me. Now this is is one of those situations that I'm probably just going to avoid until the next class. We are writing our own individual papers for the project, which I will do, so its not coumpletely a loss. Its wierd though.
Two nights ago I stayed up all night, and so the next day I went to bed really early, and so I got up naturally at like 6:30. Hopefully now I'm on a somewhat normal schedule. It only feels like 3.
I've also noticed that, despite having more that I planned on writing about, I've been taking 10-15 minute breaks between every cluster of sentences. So I say lets end it here.
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| I’m afraid maybe I forgot how to write. It seems to be working okay, but I apologize in advance for any typos and/or strange things in advance. Speaking of strange things, I just saw a commercial for an inside edition-type show where there were anorexic twins working out, and then an entire family that walks on all fours. I wonder what reaction I’m supposed to have from seeing something like that.
I decided just moments ago that I’m going to keep this thing up a little more; it’s not like I feel that what I have to say is more important now, but I think it will keep me from going completely insane. And relieve some stress. Hopefully. I’m supposed to be writing journals for my health and wellness promotion class which I haven’t been going to. I mean, “which I haven’t been attending.” The effects of not being a serious student are very apparent. Its so hard to take it seriously though. Maybe I have made poor choices regarding the classes I take. Generally I’ve taken easier ones so I can surely pass them. Yet I end up slacking off because they demand very little of me intellectually, so the work shows little pay off. And then I end up in the position I’m in now. I guess it’s a self discipline issue.
I’m tired. Tired of thinking about things, and tired of thinking about thinking about things and just plain tired. Today was great mostly. It was great but with a weird twist at the end. I slept late as usual, except I got an early phone call which left me sort of awake through the rest of the morning. I finally got up off of the couch at around 3, which unfortunately is not unusual. I was talking tonight with friends about how my schedule would be perfect for me in Spain. Or Argentina. Anyway, after I got up, it was the usual: watch tv for an hour or so, think about food, pretend to clean, walk a few “anxiety circles” around my room, until some one calls and reminds me that there’s stuff outside. Today it was A. We had tea, grapes, and a walk today. It was lovely. She was lovely. I hoped it would last all day, but I knew it wouldn’t. Tonight was the first night of a play I’m involved with, and I had to find a way there. This whole walking thing is getting old. The night comes sooner now, and the weather is cold/rainy. I wish I knew how far ab-tech is from my house. And if its uphill... it feels like its uphill. I’m planning on transferring to ab-tech. I recently found out that if I transferred to another school, my GPA would start fresh. The only reason im still drudging through classes at my current college is that I assumed everything for me would be the same everywhere. But now I’m like, why the hell am I spending four times as much of the money I don’t have, taking these awful liberal arts classes, slowly digging myself out of my grave, back UP to a below average GPA, when I could transfer to a tech college, take generic classes for cheap, and theoretically have a 4.0 as of this summer. So this is my current plan. I’m hoping to have all of this figured out within the next week or so.
This week was one of my busiest weeks. I’m in 3 different studios, I have three nights of this play, a show to go to, a couple of practices. And some school. Tracked some guitar for chuck and steph at echo mountain. Its beautiful in there. I found my guitar tone, THE guitar tone, from this supro royal reverb amp they have. Such a warm crunchy sound. It was strange though, not like I expected. I was planning on tracking in the big room with me in there, in front of my amp, changing gear often. But it turns out we just got one setup and went with it. Plus I tracked in the control room, so at first it was hard to get used to. Everyone was in the room with me, hanging out and partying while I’m supposed to be laying down record-worthy guitar lines. Quite difficult to get used to, but after a while, I was so tired, but focused, I was able to ignore almost everything and everyone else. Needless to say, I got down some pretty usable guitar tracks in just a few hours. Some really nice noise tracks too.
My music has gotten a lot of positive reinforcement lately, a great deal of it just hours ago. I haven’t even considered doing another record for quite a while, but I’ve now been inspired to take a look at the possibility. I’d be really interested in working with people who aren’t really in my circle of musicians; I love the people I work with often, but sometimes its more inspiring when you have some new ideas thrown your way. I was just about to listen to some of my old stuff or just some other music, and I just realized my headphones are in a friends car. It feels like it’s a sign that I should work on new stuff and not try to cop some old ideas. Or maybe its just a sign I should go to sleep. I told myself I was going to write till the sun comes up. That’s in 3 hours. I have to wake up in 5.
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| Squat sweet squat. Just got back from louisville (lewisville? looahville? looeyvull? luh-vul?) Kentucky. I honestly never really paid any attention to its existence, but it's quite a city. Much nicer than I expected, much cleaner, much more hospitable. It has a very nice downtown area, unique but comfortable. There is plenty to see and do. When I was walking down the streets of downtown, at mid afternoon, and again at late evening, there were hardly any crowds of people - there were moments where I was the only one in sight, on the sidewalk, again, in the main part of town. In any other city, I'd be having to weave in and out of people, and I'd get swept away by crowds. This felt like a population of small town people was scooped up and dropped down into a city. It's definitely kind of hard to explain, but nevertheless, I enjoyed myself.
We peformed "La Diva" for a handful of people. It was a very wierd vibe. It was satisfying to be up on an actual stage for once, rather than in one of those little black box theatres. The playwright was there, and he seemed very happy post-performance. He came up to us and congratulated/thanked us with the few english words he knew. However, I felt like we were outsiders - like a kid who accidentally walks in to a classroom on the first day of school. Or actually, more like that same kid when he walks into the right classroom, but for a short while part of him is worried he's in the wrong place again. I had no idea what this convention was about. The one lecture I saw was impossible to comprehend - this Stanley Fish character, a world famous "literary theorist" spoke of postmodernism, post-humanism, existentialism, and the interpretation of text. Of course, I had no idea at the time.
Regardless, I had a great time living it up hotel stylie. The six of us were divided into three rooms in a Holiday Inn right near town. It was nice not having to pay for anything. I guess the university funded the trip. It's not a school function, but Greta is the Chair of the Spanish Dept. and Lule is a Spanish professor, so apparently that is enough. I thank them for our lodging and food (including things like 40 dollar pizzas), party favors, gas, some pretty grand luxuries considering how unneccesary our trip actually was. Other trip highlights are a 180 foot baseball bat, the whispering dish, the bubble machine, the bad toga party, the love boutique, Ways 'N Means, ducks, getting beaten to the rejecting, starter jackets, and canasta cards in a circle of death (beatles songs, pig latin, little men, the cosby show, embarassing moments, Don cheating on Melanie with Guillermo, and raptors that so are upset on account of having tiny arms and itchy balls).
Next stop - Athens, GA.
It's good to be back. I saw my friends within the hour of my return. We hung out for a while, and now here I am. The only con of the weekend: I think I may have lost my cds, but I am still in denial about it. It had all my MP3 discs, several cds of my own music, and cd's of my friends. I think Frank S.'s business card is in there, but who am I kidding - will I ever see my music again?
-B.L.
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| I feel like such a criminal. I went to the school library yesterday. I figured at least they would let my use the library's services (the school has taken away pretty much everything else, now that I'm on academic suspension for a semester). But no. I tried to check out movies and books, and they told me my account was cancelled or something. So now I have to go get a Buncombe County library card... I guess I've been wanting to do that anyway. But it's so much farther away. It'll give me an excuse to go downtown again.
Played at French Broad River Brewing Company on saturday evening. It was a pretty cool show. They pay with beer. Cash or a check would be nicer, but we did get tipped really well, so I can't complain.
I filled out a job application for The Patton Clinic. It's a chiropractic place, which is not the most glamorous job. But they do close every Wed., so I'd have that day off, plus they close every day from twelve to two for lunch. Not bad a-tall.
- Michael "Sack O' Dirties" Libramento | | |
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Love Poems
As we step from across the room
Starting to ponder what we've been goin through
What does my kiss mean to you?
Are we just friends, or is this more to you
But if we label this, just picture what we might lose
that unexpected kiss the whole feelin that brought me to you
Meanwhile my feelings grow
But if we label this just picture what we might lose
That unexpected kiss that whole feelin that brought me to you
Why rush, why choose, why risk this thing, and ruin me and you
I want to love her and keep the friend, I wanna be near you and not pretend
But if we label this just picture what we might lose
That unexpected kiss the whole feelin that brought me to you
The whole thing has got me searchin.... | | |
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