Schools back...

Summer has end. School is back in session. It feels as if it never ended, as it always does. The teachers are assigning work, and I'm procrastinating. Not matter how many semesters go by I always do the same song and dance.

"This year I'm going to be ahead of the assignments. I'm going to read ahead and stay on top." Well, two days into the semester I've already begun to procrastinate and push off doing my homework to a later time.

On the bright side I did get a couple of cool things over the summer: first and foremost a new 35 mm digital SLR. So look forward to better and more frequent band shots. Second: a greater appreciation for the John Butler Trio.

I spent a month in Australia, doing volunteer work and backpack along the eastern coast of Australia. It was pretty amazing, while I knew who John Butler was before going to Australia I did not have nearly as great of an appreciation for him. Perhaps it's because Australia radios either play really crappy annoying songs, such as the highly repetitive and attention craved "I Kissed a Girl" by Katy Perry, or John Butler.

While I as in Australia I didn't manage to make it out to any shows or to buy any CDs a new bands. I wrote a couple of bands down that I'm going to have to check out; such as the Waifs, the Sunpilots, among others that I can't recall off the top of my head. One night in particular stands out as an amazing night of fun, life, and definitely music.

The night started out in a cheap tourist packed bar aptly named The Cheeky Monkey. At the Cheeky Monkey there were grotesque and degrading games to win prizes; the prizes mainly consisted of alcohol. The worst game of all was strip musical chairs, where the same 30 second carnival tune was played on repeat. If you lost your seat, you simply took off clothing to stay in the game.

The bar was fill with beckoning men and a slew of half clad women in no time, and I was out the door. I probably lasted about 5 minutes of the game before I had to get out. On my way home my friend Ryan and I passed by a bar which was blasting some amazing sounding acoustic guitar.

There was no cover charge. The drinks were stronger (!!!). And there were few, very few tourists. The guitarist played a rang of music from the late 1960s to present day, covering all the essentials: Allman Brothers Band, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Oasis, early Green Day.

And now, I am back here. Half way around the world, and a good 32 hours of various plane rides to get to the bar. Here's the new semester. I haven't exactly set out what I am doing this semester, yell at me when I don't post frequently. I give in easy to anger.