tapedecktheory

03:11 pm: Videos we have made / documented movement through time







L'VILLE (bike fag edit) from SHOW UP on Vimeo.


HIDDEN LAKES OF MOONSHINE from SHOW UP on Vimeo.

09:02 pm: self realease
http://tapedecktheory.blogspot.com/

i am making a blog to share recordings.

12:09 pm: cultural plagurism; not leaving my apartment all weekend, the cuts on my body


i have written poems to be recorded over my recordings. they have been written with the space between words in todays newspaper. ive been thinking alot about the feelings of dogs and wondering if they feel ashamed or proud at times. i cut my thumb on a piece of glass pretty deep, it bleed. blood is a nice color. it reminds me of the color of roses. i don't care for roses, but i dont mind the color. i think about seizures sometimes. then think about joy division and then find that ive listend to them for far to much time and have to change the song.
nothing makes any sense

05:05 am:
i spent some time with griffy lake. i went on a hike with my bike, i rode around the lake, i rented a kayak and went over by the dog park and watched the dogs swim. it will be cold soon, i will be a year older, maybe i will feel better about living. maybe ill have made something good and meaningful.

08:20 am: i'm gona fall apart

06:20 am:

Puppy Whistle - video powered by Metacafe

01:39 pm:

i think john maus is the new bright eyes.

01:04 pm:
we are making things...

07:53 am:
i am good at spending money

10:37 am:

i got a new bike, it fits alot better than my IRO. It's a 55 cm. bianchi pista from 2000. i got it from a guy i work with. if only i had a friend to ride it with...

12:17 am:

12:17 pm: this was a train wreck

02:26 pm: There are hundreds of papers in my room. Reciepts, Packaging, List, Letters, Drawings, short fragmented senteces tore out of composition books. it's far from a map of the past, but rather a reminder of how scattered and caotic up to this point has been. it makes me wish i were organized and neat. that my life could be pieced together by the papers in my room. i would ride my bike to your house but you are too far away , asleep or both.

01:19 pm: I rode bicycles with Drew today in San Francisco. I finally found a suitable graduation presant for sister; a neckface shirt and a kozyndan shirt. I hope she likes them as much as I do. We went to the beach with Amy and had a beer in the sand and listened to the ocean. at Britex Fabrics i bought some more fabric to make some knock off chrome bags, and yard of a suit like wool to either make a scarf or cycling caps out of.

Drew is moving to Seattle friday. I wish we all didn't move around so much, I get lonesome.

I've been thinking of how i want to live in the city, but i would want to live with some one, it seems awful lonely.

Today was a day that would probally stand out from the others. I feel as though I could not exist and not even know it.

02:12 pm: I want a winter of reading books, collecting all the Neil Young records I can find, and bike rides at 1 am to get a doughnut because I can’t sleep. A warm sweater and a thick beard. A sewing machine and a beer. Pancakes and hot coco. A pretty face and a nice heart. i could settle for a dog

02:21 pm: the dirty projectors & the only living boy around




Tj and I recorded him playing drums to where we were song. Somebody bought a tee shirt from me off ETSY. I had Chinese food in the park after work.


I’ve been working on this suicide note for the past 6 months:

I've been riding my bike around "the night"; it's weird that the night seems more like a place rather than a time of the day. Regular old places that you remember growing up in feel like new places in the night. When every one is asleep and you are moving through the night on a bicycle, you feel like the only living boy around.

I feel like I should be missing something I never knew

02:44 am: bobby malone

08:18 am:


we painted drews bike today and i patched my shorts

03:10 pm:

11:09 am: summer