The first snow

The first snow means something to everyone. Some have related the welcoming of snows arrival with a loved one now passed away, others just seem to find a place in their heart for the first blanket of white. Of course; many New Englander's can relate to this and within two weeks start shooting their mouth off at whatever encompasses winter.
If you have been reading this blog since it's birth, a year ago this past November, I'm hoping this post will seem like dejavu. Last years first snowfall was discovered on the morning of Dec. 6th, except I woke up in my own home this time. We all woke up in our own places of residence. There is someone who I wish could have shared this morning with, but that's the future.
If there is any proof of the changing times it's the difference between the posts of lasts years first snow to this years. Finally after a year has passed there is meaning to all of these post's, or at least a connection to be made. Every one's lives have gone through a change, in my case, for the better. Not to say I regret the morning of baby winter a year ago, but the hangover was like sitting in Barker's bass drum during this summer's solo; pounding and spinning, pounding and spinning.
The beauty of this first snow connection is that it wasn't planned. The coming of the snow and the powder-coated trees this morning made me want to write. Only after sitting down I realized it was the same thing a year ago...just a writer with an entirely different mindset...and a completely changed outlook. The real secret is this; taking a late night walk as the snow falls, before the rest really have a chance to wake up and take it in. It's almost as if the first snow is a gift acquired all for yourself. It is a gift of silence and exceptional aesthetic appeal but most of all a state of mind.
Some of the best conversations I have ever had with another person have been during walks in snowfall. Something in the snow brings out the truth in people. I will never forget a talk I had with my father at 16 years old walking in the snow; that's between him and I. My walk in the snow last night proved no different. Around midnight I put on the boots and Carhartt with more enthusiasm for a walk with the dog than I have had in months. Conversation was limited untill modern day technology was used as an outlet. My conversation fit perfectly with the first snows mood, even though I was walking through it and she was in bed. This is beside the point though. There is a rhyme and reason to most things in life, that is a belief of mine, but, if you fumble a line or don't think things out, that rhyme could fall flat and your reason could be clouded.




Cheers to this years first snow:

Iv'e got so much to talk about...

Dec. 3rd., 2009

Christ...all I can say is...wow. It has been a long time since I've written for the blog.
Motion City Soundtrack eases it's way into my head.

If you have ever heard the song "My Favorite Accident" by this band, my life is equivalent to this.

Whoever may be reading this..I'm back.

I have decided to write again in a different aspect....a positive side.

Life right now is gaining speed every second. All of the crew is growing intelligent of the coming years. This is a strong beginning for a group of friends that had no concept of the actual world itself, lets say, a year ago?

Whoever has followed this blog knows it's all a story; if you we're there...then there's no question.

Many a night was spent in this states witch attraction. Still....my ideal anticipation for the future friendship of the entire FaMiLy has been awaiting recognition; we all have our individual aspects of life. The theme here is this..."I believe in medication.....it's so uplifting fuck yea" My friends and family are what I live by. Right now, I have everything. Discretion is something that is an art in itself. Knowing the life that awaits you...no matter how the outcome may be..is still something that you have made for yourself. And God damn!!, don't set yourself up for anything your not prepared for. This is the problem with our countries culture...we don't deal with it until it's staring us in the face. This bottom line issue is what fuels our paranoia in the first place.

I'm back, with a brand new outlook. Life has to follow your lines. Happiness is found in the scarcest places. What matters is that one other thing that makes you happy. Maybe it's someone else...in this case, yes. I have a bond to my friends, but also to another. My family is my foundation, and anything, or anyone, that makes it's way in through the solid rock wall of years and unbreakable bonds is welcome. This is what I have found and it inspires me to the fullest extent.

Finally.

Happiness is something people take advantage of. To be content and happy is a blessing. To have something to depend on, and work for; while having someone supporting you...just incredible. To know that friends owe their past to you...and you to theirs....just makes a person level.

To be able to sit down and think about why life is going in one direction or another; and then realize it in fact is a virtue. What is even better is knowing exactly why these crazy things happen.

Noize is going so well. It has been so long; throughl ong nights and questions....our company has survived....the true message has been put forth. We are building a fan base...slowly but surely. From the sticks to the bricks, we represent the individual spirit of any generation; trying to make something of themselves. From legal issues to bad relationships...this company has survived....because of the message.

What is the message? Define it for yourself.

Do what ever the fuck you want; just stop the hate on other aspects of culture. I don't want to hear that a band such as "Blink 182 sucks" because you like Motley Cru at 20 years old in 2009. Think about it.

NOIZE CLOTHING 09. The begining.

Whoa.

Yes...once again, I have failed to keep up with this. The rain has been relentless; June has given us nothing but wretched hangovers and a serious bias twards the weather. Things are entirely to busy for everyone, but we are all still trying to make things work....and things are working; slowly but surely.

After a long one.....

A night post. Doesn't happen very often anymore. Not even sure who's keeping up with this.

It's truly a great time right now. Everything seems to be falling into place.

When your trying so hard to get a point across without directly SAYING it; the real fact comes out.

I'm right here, waiting for whatever is to be dished out. I only wish everyone else can welcome the future with open arms for what it is. Things change; and so do people, but there's always the root of attraction that will get anyone through. Every day should be taken by itself, and probably with a grain of salt. Everyday, as you leave bed, it's a challenge.

A friend of mine has a saying:

"Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle"

Everyone has their own battle's everyday; it's just they way in which people deal with the battles that's different. Sure, everyone has their own problems and tasks to attack everyday; it's all in mindset and preparation. Making sure that your head is in the right place makes all the difference.

Despite the battle and the approach, there's two things that everyone has in the end; regardless: their friends and someone that will listen. There is always someone that will listen. When it's all said and done, the day's over, and it left with all of its troubles...tomorrow is another day, just waiting to sneak up on you.

And tomorrow is almost here. Christ, June 5th....where has the time gone...and what have we done? We have started the buzz. Put your guard up; tomorrow's a big day.

I embrace it.

....Its just....how to get your foot in the door? Trying to establish a company and a fan base; with support that doesn't come and go with the weather is difficult.

I wish this never ends, it's a funny thing you know. Get your feet wet but don't dive in; it also looks as if we're slipping in. Why stop it? It makes no sense to fight something that only makes someone happy. And it makes even less sense to jump to thinking about the future and not the present. Time tells everyone if they were right or wrong in their own way; I'm willing to take the discipline if I'm wrong.

As the world spins and spins out of control what are we to do? We are taking hold in what we have been provided with, and keeping it safe, in what ever way we can. There is going to be alot of that this summer, on both ends of the spectrum. 2 weeks was the best thing that could of happened I think. Now its time to move forward; one of the best feelings in the world is moving forward with something that's already going well; I embrace it.

Noize site is going up soon....Noize blog? We are prepairing to launch.

Ok...it was the weekend.

So, havent wrote in a while; things are snowballing. My brain spins faster every day. Noize is growing; and so are my nerves. There is so much to do and think about. Just sitting around constantly thinking of new ideas and concepts to bring onto the table...endless.

Its just game time in my eyes. It's very up in the air right now; everything. Excitement doesnt explain the begining of this summer.

The wheels touch down today..thank christ.