It's been the longest time since I've blogged about anything. I mean, when everything seems to start happening, bad bloggers have no way to get things together and start writing about the world around them -- It all just keeps moving. Between school, modeling, East Village Radio, and my night at Elsa, thinking about blogging is a headache. Regardless, I think that this is something I should never give up, it's essential in this day and age.
Fashion week is over! WOOO, I'm sorry fashion people, but I'm over it right now.

Here's me at the Band of Outsiders show, suspended on a wall at the Milk Gallery

Last night, I played a show at Trash bar with my old friends from the good ol' Bones Royal. This particular group is called ADORN THE WICKED. It was nice to stand on stage again with them. The spot I stood in had a drip. As I raged the audience with power chords and crazy guitar skillz, I was perpetually being dripped on. I couldn't stop laughing the whole show. Miles, the drummer, was getting sick so he really was the trooper out of the lot. Shane and I watched each other's hands, anticipating the next chord -- We only had 2 days of rehearsal. Greg stood on the opposite side of the stage, whipping about. I wish I took pictures but when you're involved and really playing, the documenting can't be up to the artist. Or maybe that attitude is what got me into this blog-less trouble.

My promise to you folks is this -- I WILL blog. I WILL write. I WILL report. I WILL photograph. I WILL let you live vicariously this time. I WILL live.