When I Was Higher Than Nepal

10 years ago I got an email from Poor Pelly asking me if I wanted to open for Mr.Plow at the Velvet Elvis on December 9th. I was skeptical as I had never played my acoustic material live. Poor Pelly and Matt Diamond convinced me I had a special gift and I needed to nurture it.  I was still skeptical.  It was one thing to scream like I was passing a stone in a street level punk band, but it was totally different when it was just my voice and a guitar.  There would be no racket to hide behind.

I was a big fan of Mr. Plow however, and agreed to do the gig. Opening for us was a little-known band called Ubiquitous Synergy Seeker.

I’m a big fan of USS and very proud of their accomplishments. However, I am a little spooked by the resemblance of my song, Bloom, and this one here. I know they didn’t burn me. They don’t need any help penning great songs. It’s still pretty cool though.

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Wishful Knowing

So here you are again.  What’s Doug going to say next? You hate me, yet here you are.  Do you want to take my power away?  Stop.  Close this browser window.  Just walk away.  But you can’t.  You don’t have the constitution.  You will helplessly read every word, and those very words will resonate within you for hours.

Spine up.  Go away.  I’m not forcing you to come here.  What stings the most is the knowledge of you knowing why you revile me.  You revile me because YOU COULDN’T BEAT ME AND I WOULDN’T LET YOU JOIN ME.

Yet here you are again.  What’s Doug saying these days?  You love me yet here you are.  Do you want to know how to make the world a better place?  Make and tea and sit down.  You are welcome here.  You have the constitution to become a better person.  Heed every word, and may they bring you peace and honour.

Chin up.  Come perch.  Let’s take those negative thoughts, and broken dreams, and burn them to the ground.

 

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A Little Discipline For My Pet Genius

I decided a long time ago that I would never kill myself.  Not because I was afraid.  I just see it more as my defiance of life.  What others call charity.  I call revenge.  If life wouldn’t allow me to drink water, then I would sure as hell bring water to the ones who could.

Love is bullshit.  Hollywood tells us that is can be a wonderful thing, but it’s really not.  I don’t think I like loving.  When I love, I love with everything I have.  Generally it drives the victim of my love insane.  There is a reason they’re called crazy exes.

I don’t think I want love anymore.   I just want to be alone.  Other than love, I can’t think of anything good to come out of love.

I played an extremely successful acoustic gig the other night.  I managed to break 2 strings.  I’m questioning my technique.

Everyone wants to be a part of the act.

Except for me.

When a madman loves a woman.

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