On some occasions timing has a way of being in your favorite and presents the perfect chance to grab life by its horns of focus. Last year, I began feeling the urge to get my thoughts and experiences out onto paper/screen. And I hadn’t felt such an urge since taking a magazine writing class a few years back. It went beyond the desire to enter a new journal passage or research/review the latest social strain on the world around me, which could sometimes pledged my mind. I wanted to extensively answer the writer within myself , twisting my own reality in with dystopian fiction and societal “what the fucks”.

So I began to do what I like to call creative scrying and started on a story that will likely be published one of these upcoming days, even if only for the sake of doing being weirdly artistic. When I was a younger girl I wanted to be a singer. *sensing your hard eye roll* But I also loved reading music magazines and writing in school; that’s fulfilled me more than watching TRL and eating potato chips. All of those interest are still with me, unshaken by the pursuit of studying a handful of other subjects: radio broadcasting and psychology being a couple of them. The latter is still something I fuck with 😈 because it’s just so goddamn open.

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted a blog entry, now that we’re here and talking etcetera… But this is truly a special kind of post. One with a link to something mega cool that I put my whole self into, it even has pictures! I’m happy as hell that I was given the chance to cover another highly anticipated concert, this time at home in L.A. Check out my full review of Failure and Swervedriver’s last night of their Spring tour, freshly published by the ever awesome Cryptic Rock. It was a true blast of an experience for a die hard music fan like myself.

–CG7