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I know this much is True - Tombstone Tails
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I know this much is True. Oct 21st, 2010 at 7:39 PM. In the years I have worked in the music business, I never developed crushes on the people I worked for. The last time I can even think of crushing on a musician was during the 80's on Tony Hadley of Spandau Ballet (FTR, I never worked with them). I can't explain it. I guess I really really like tall dark haired men? Still, there is one exception.Al Jourgensen. UH HUH! Holy shit, it WAS Al Jourgensen. Could I be more embarrassed? So I made my decisions ...
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Living Dead Girl - Tombstone Tails
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Oct 18th, 2010 at 10:28 AM. I was worried your arm would fall off if I shook it too hard. At the time I overreacted (cuz I NEVER do that! And told him to fuck off. Rob seemed confused, adding, You are really really pale. To get even I used a ton of lime green color during their set, which is a nono when lighting pale-complected people. Sadly I heard that Rob loved the macabre effect that Synde designed. VINDICTIVE FAIL. I got nothing to say I ain't said before. I bled all I can, I won't bleed no more.
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Dancing with Mr D - Tombstone Tails
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Dancing with Mr D. Sep 15th, 2010 at 3:57 PM. Throughout my music career, I worked between tours at either my friend’s bead store or a Native American Gallery in Old Town San Diego. Both were locally owned by people who understood my career choices and gave me hours when they could. Rdquo; I also thought this could go so very wrong. I am compulsively early! I smiled my best fuck you smile and noted that I was actually 10 minutes early. Susie cringed and apologized and said that she might have forgott...
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RIP Dad - And I would give all this and heaven too
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And I would give all this and heaven too. You are not alone in this. Nov 7th, 2011 at 12:22 AM. It feels so odd just typing that. This whole thing feels odd. Like a bad dream, and I keep trying to wake myself up. Dad died around 3:30 a.m on November 6. His Hospice nurse called me on his birthday (October 20) to let me know that he was starting to decline. He wasn't eating as much, needed to be fed and dressed, etc. She guessed that it would be a couple weeks based on his decline. I stayed up late because...
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