A rock star should gather no moss.


(I copied this from somewhere because I'm lazy)

I'm so idle I'm like Billy Idle. I'll get it back. Fall's coming up soon, so maybe its time to polish some of these fragments into songs. Moving to San Francisco soon...And I'm gonna miss those eerie late night walks through town...hearing the wind in the trees and the crackling of dry leaves. Fall out here is like something from a Ray Bradbury story, the way it posseses you and sets all your senses tingling. Fall in California, I imagine that's going to be something else entirely...