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about a year ago today i was finishing the tracks for avalon with my buddy joe of exeter recordings(nj)-its birthday is today—crazy as hell–im gonna get a cake that looks like a fish— i haven’t been able to get down the shore as much as i would like to recently, but we’ve been working hard on writing the new circa survive songs. i feel as a whole and individuals we’ve hit a creative stride thats one of the most exciting and time consuming things to ride. people talk a lot about writers block, but when there are an abundance of ideas flowing all coming out together at the same time it can be just as hard to put in unison- its the distinction between having nothing to say, and having so much that its to overwhelming to speak at times-
not that im complaining, id way rather have to many song ideas than not enough, its just interesting how any blessing can be looked upon as a curse or vice versa. a couple of us started a yoga class this week, and although i would do lessons along with the comcast on demand yoga teacher, doing it with a real yogi there it was so much more challenging, felt great after wards. so much going on–i always like hearing what you have to say, so if there is anything in particular that you think would make a great subject for a song, or an album let us know. my dad always sends me text messages or emails with song ideas in them, sometimes they re really weird. he send things like” how did they sink the titanic!”– uhh i think it hit an iceberg, and who’s they???—but then i typed that into google and a whole bunch of interesting shit comes up about how they built the ship all half assed- great song idea daddy. i can smell spring comen round like a dirty street walker lookin for love. its my favorite time of year – its mating season – everyones hormones are alive and out of hibernation and there is so much to be inspired by – ” go your own way, make your own sound” reads a note i was giving in college from my pops–he just might be onto something i thought..
March 9th, 2009 at 9:46 am
I know what you mean about how from every negative a positive can be derived – or vise versa. But that’s what separates the pessimists from optimists, is it not?
Too much time, or not enough?
March 9th, 2009 at 10:39 am
Hello anthony, just wanted to let you know your bands music & your indivdual music inspired me to make this shadow box last spring after my boyfriend broke up with me. I made state with it too! To others my piece was amazing but for me it was a letting go peice, you know you put all those feelings, thought, memories in one piece & let it go. I just wanted to say thanks for the inspiration! seriously, i tried to text my ex after i found out i made state&he just blew me off. But thanks for being there when i need some creative flow!& i know what you mean about the whole anything & everything is flowing out of your head like crazy & you dont know what to put down on paper bc it all sounds too good! My art teacher always gets made at me for stuff like that. stick to one idea she says-but when your born with this type of gift you cant help if it all just comes sprouting out of you!But maybe a good inpiration for a new song could be about your whole vise-versa thing about blessing being looked at diff. its true!
March 9th, 2009 at 12:08 pm
write about how amazing it is to be on the other side of the wall that has been built for us (As a whole) and how amazing it is to watch things from the other side of the mirror…i know the new cd will come at the time that i need it most. keep doin what you doin a.g
March 9th, 2009 at 12:09 pm
I would throw this idea at you for this short film I’m helping produce. I feel like your music would be a perfect fit. It’s got a last man on earth feel but it’s two different people, alone, same world, different realities. They don’t know eachother exist even though they pretty much live the exact same lives. I dunno, it’s a weird thought and is hard to really put into words.
March 9th, 2009 at 12:09 pm
hmmm you know that feeling when you are about to get back at someone real good? Well that’s a form of anger and people consider anger a bad emotion right? Then why does it feel good when you are about to get back at someone and do you think such emotion could be addictive? Sorry I know lame song idea, but that’s just what has been swimming through my head lately. Well anyway man best of luck to you I saw you back in September when you were in Maine great show. Please come back. We don’t get that many bands in Maine. So yeah anyway good luck with the new Circa Stuff can’t wait to hear it!
March 9th, 2009 at 12:21 pm
Anthony,
Lately your music has been my musical heroine. Your music has also truly been my muse as well, whenever I’m walking about with my camera and a CS or something off of Avalon comes on I see something from a complete new angle. It is prettty much amazingg! (:
Congrats on the year anniversary of the album, and I cannot wait to hear the new Circa stuff! I hope to see you in Florida soon!
(:
March 9th, 2009 at 12:22 pm
yesterday i was sitting behind a yellow wood built house and a leaf different than all the rest fell upon my lap. it was green as green could be and stuck out from all the dead debree that laid around it. then a familiar face that felt to me a stranger fired 2 shots in the air. the sound echoed for what seemed to be the longest time and once the ringing stopped, i looked down and the leaf was gone. as if this tiny piece of bliss was too good to be true and had never existed in teh first place, it was all a figure of my imagination.
silently she turned her back and left the deadly devices therein my presence and a feeling of disgust filled my stomach. those machines took away my little piece of happiness, my green filled fortune.
i think you should write a song about people not being able to bear arms.
March 9th, 2009 at 12:24 pm
If anyone asked me who my favorite artist of all time would have to be, I would gladly, and without a doubt answer, Anthony Green and all his crazy side projects. As a writer, I myself get the same feeling of “too many ideas at once,” and when it happens, it looks like if i don’t write fast enough, the world will explode. I scribble my ideas on some random piece of paper and save it somewhere.
I had an idea on a song, but it’s too hard to explain…I like filling my work with gnomonic ideas, so that the listener or reader figures it out by themselves. Titled “Blinds”, it could be about blinds on a window, the action of someone or something blinding someone else, or maybe the general idea of someone being blinded by certain actions or addictions or whatever it might be. I thought it would be a good idea, and I was hoping you could give me some pointers; or maybe take the idea for yourself…whatever it might be, it would be an honor.
Thanks a lot, Rob Lopez
March 9th, 2009 at 12:27 pm
well then i think you should make a song just about your daddy i would love to hear that one and maybe play it for mine someday <3
March 9th, 2009 at 12:28 pm
You are so amazing, I have been going through a rough patch lately and your music has really helped me along. I just wanted to thank you.
Joyce
March 9th, 2009 at 12:28 pm
a song about how maybe all old magical and religious stories are because of how people in the future with great technology go back and do thinks like walk on water.
March 9th, 2009 at 12:42 pm
Interesting ideas you might draw inspiration from -
Theory of Eternal Return.
Eigengrau
March 9th, 2009 at 12:49 pm
Hey Man,
I think writing a song about tachyons would be killer bees. Tachyons =ing a particle that travels reverse to our precievable time line. Like what the fuck? it’d be cool. Im sure your capable of the challenge, being that you make pen and paper your bitch.
If you did that i’d write a song about something to the power of fucked upness of your choice. im down if you are.
Preceiving the world as a painting,
Eddie
March 9th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
Anthony:
it’s nice to see a comparison with artists and the struggles all artists go through. I’m a poet and have a mentor who has always told me writer’s block doesn’t exist. He says if you have to write “I don’t know” a thousand times over before a good idea or line comes out of it, that’s what you have to do. Before poetry, I was an opinions writer for my university’s newspaper, and my mom would always give me ideas for my columns. I love that those around me want to be involved and I love that I get to represent them. The most inspirational phrase my father ever gave me was when he was in jail. Strangely, around the time he was in jail I was baptized. My dad is also an artist (although he does photography), and he wrote “Daughter of Light” on a piece of paper with just a pencil, to represent the spiritual change I was going through. I believe that as artists, if deprived of pen, paper, colors, instruments, or whatever our tools may be, we will find a way to do what we love, because for us, we see our lives and our existence through our art. My mentor also once told a story about a poet in a prison who, not provided pen and paper, literally bled himself and wrote the lines on the walls. To me, that is the greatest beauty that exists, and I find it a miraculous thing that within the human condition, even in the worst of circumstances and the lowest levels of poverty, we try to find a way to be happy and surrounded by beautiful things, as though they were bread and water themselves.
March 9th, 2009 at 1:10 pm
“Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,
O anything of nothing first created!
O heavy lightness, serious vanity,
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh? ”
That always inspires me while I’m writing. I hope it sparks a thought for you.
March 9th, 2009 at 1:12 pm
First off, Happy Birthday to Avalon!, i turned 30 on the 3rd. i have always loved my birthday date. when 3/3/3 came along i was pumped! my girlfriend’s birthday is April 4th so the year after that my girlfriend’s birthday was on 4/4/4. neat huh? i always think about those dates and the dates this decade. i had a friend that was born June 6th, so needless to say we had a ball on 6/6/6. my point is the dates are cool all being the same digits, but actually being part of an odd family of people that will have birthdays on those days this decade! Or even people born on Holidays. Being born on special days is my suggestion, i have no idea how to incorporate that into a song, or even a theme in an album but i am sure someone out there could…
That’s my 2 pennies
-digenger
March 9th, 2009 at 1:17 pm
anthony,
first off i got to say that all your music, rather it be with circa, the sound of animals fighting, or your solo work, it has all been great and a pleasure to listen to. as an aspiring musical artist, you have been one of my greatest influences. i think a good idea for a song would be this. what if the story of noah’s arc was backward and instead of noah recruiting animals, the animals recruited people. in other words, what if the earth was ran by animals instead of humans. hope all is well in life and can’t wait for the new circa album. hopefully see you soon if you come to portland, oregon.
March 9th, 2009 at 1:20 pm
Here’s an idea!
Write a song about lost galactic information. It would be like a twist in time. Information lost on a “perceived” linear time line .
I saw you in Utah about 2 years ago, you were on tour with “cute is what we aim for”. I came up to you and said, “You don’t understand man” relentlessly, this drink has me saying a lot.
Do you guys use Bfd2 ??
March 9th, 2009 at 1:25 pm
Here’s a song idea for you. You know something’s wrong when nothing’s wrong.
Just thought I’d shoot that at ya. Good luck with the album creation. I can’t wait to hear it!
-Andrew
March 9th, 2009 at 1:26 pm
Write about life from the perspective of a 3-year-old!
It’s what I do whenever I get bored of something – I think about it from a different point of view.
Happy birthday to Avalon, as well as Joe. (:
March 9th, 2009 at 1:28 pm
Wow your padre seems like a really smart guy. And even though that titanic one was really strange it still would make into some pretty cool type of song. But the note at he end is really inspiring.
P.S. About when will the new Circa Albumn be out?!?!?!?!
March 9th, 2009 at 1:38 pm
write a song about tossing a record out the window and robots
March 9th, 2009 at 1:41 pm
That’s crazy, today is my birthday was well. =]
March 9th, 2009 at 1:41 pm
You should write about people who think materialistic things are the most essential things in life and people that think they’re better than others.
March 9th, 2009 at 1:45 pm
i can’t help but feel as if we’re in the same boat here.
i’m in a band and we’re just starting out, we’ve been writing songs and bringing it all together and so far we have six done.
spring is exciting as well.
i’m in love.
everything is just right.
it’s all very inspiring, as are you.
can’t wait for the circa album.
-mike
ps
i have ‘Circa’ written on my arm to remind me to buy ‘On letting go’ off itunes when i get home
:]
March 9th, 2009 at 1:49 pm
The guy who mentioned “tachyons” obviously saw Watchmen recently, haha.
March 9th, 2009 at 2:02 pm
ok so today this kid’s backpack had “Circa” printed in stitching; i think a company name.
i wanted to write “Survive” under it soooooooo bad.
anyways, i think you should write a song about either failing your driving test the first time, or sucking at parallel parking =P
or about tambourines…. just sayin’.
Peace,
~Adam.
March 9th, 2009 at 2:09 pm
“i can smell spring comen round like a dirty street walker lookin for love.”
hahaha wow. that was grrreat.
with words like that, im sure you could
find inspiration anywhere and everywhere.
March 9th, 2009 at 2:19 pm
omg!
happy birthday!
March 9th, 2009 at 2:59 pm
now i see where you get your great ideas from, like father like son
can’t wait for the new circa cd, whatever you chose i am sure it’ll be graaaaaand!
but here’s an idea, in my creative writing class we had an assignment where we have to describe something in great detail, so much that it doesnt look like that object any longer…try that maybe???
or the weather!!!! that shit influences us sooooo much its crazy!
March 9th, 2009 at 3:27 pm
have you ever seen the movie wristcutters?
its a good one, but it has nice themes in it. perhaps a song could be fawned from it.
or something about world war II. thatd be neat.
anyway, i love the themes and stuff of your songs, so i have faith the new circa songs will be just as great. keep writing!
March 9th, 2009 at 3:35 pm
…i love you. besides that…a song about your favorite moments on the life of tour…or find a way to combine it and make each verse a favorite tour memory of each of you. you all seem so wild….and i’m sure you’ve done some shit. it would be amazing to see those stories articulated like only you could do.
-heather
March 9th, 2009 at 3:47 pm
i love you kid
and you sure did your own sound :]
March 9th, 2009 at 3:54 pm
oh your talkin about the movie wristcutters: a love story??
i remember watchin it and wonderin would it ever happen if i died like that…. intresting
i think you already found your songs yeah?!
March 9th, 2009 at 4:41 pm
I can’t wait for the new songs. There’s been nothing better to wait for. You guys killed it out here in southern ca. Thanks for coming
March 9th, 2009 at 4:53 pm
writer’s block, huh?
yeah i get that all the time.. except with drawing. I’d say immerse yourself with everything that interests you. But it seems that is something you already do. Maybe that kind of writer’s block is the worst kind. hmm who knows?.. I’m still learning, but for song ideas i have always thought the best of songs were those that had a narrative feel whether it be from melody or lyrics. Some type of complexity that isn’t held down by a basic song structure. (Though i’m no musician. I don’t know how relevant my words are.)
March 9th, 2009 at 5:16 pm
Heyya Anthony… I’m writing this paper right now on the play “Our Town,” or more specifically the quote from the play “Do human beings ever realize life while they live it–every, every minute?” and I’d just tell you that you, my sir, seem to have a good idea of what living is all about with your music and your writings and it’s so clear you have appreciation for being here and that you’re making the best out of it. It’s funny how everything’s connected because I’m writing and then all of a sudden I get inspiration to go on to myspace and check bulletins, which led me to this, which led me right back to my paper when you said, “Its the distinction between having nothing to say, and having so much that its to overwhelming to speak at times” because the initial reason why I stopped writing was because I was being overwhelmed with all my personal thoughts on life and such. These papers always get to me. Hope you’re having a good night.
March 9th, 2009 at 5:39 pm
There are 3 quotes from a really good book I read once that I think might be interesting to you.
Before I left, I opened all the cages. I said things like “come on, boy!” and “Here girl!” and “You’re free!” But it was no use, they just stayed put. They didn’t want to leave. I’ve been thinking a lot about why those animals didn’t want to leave and about who trapped them in the first place. I think about putting THEM in a filthy cage and feeding them rainwater. I think about how lots of times I feel caged. All I know is I’d never want to be caged so long that if someone tried to free me, I’d just stay put.
“That’s what my parents say about me. That I always want attention. Like a little kid.”
“Don’t we all?” said Henry.
“I guess. But who ever really pays attention? Nobody.”
I disagree when it comes to parents, and I’ll tell you why. Nobody asks to be born. I guarantee if there’s a land of unborn children the citizens aren’t fighting over who gets to go next. Life is a gift – for parents. You people bring us here to fill your voids, you brand us with your X’s and Y’s, your natures and your nurtures, and then you question our capabilities? You didn’t have us for our sake – you had us for YOURS. You don’t get credit for being nice to us. You’re not a helluva person for giving things up. We answer your prayers, we make you feel productive and unselfish. We define you. We give you fresh starts and vessels to work out all your unfinished failures. We’re here for YOU, because you asked for us, because you signed us up – without asking – for life! It’s kidnapping, really. You better believe you’re in it unconditionally. You want to be a helluva person? ADOPT.
-The Every Boy by Dana Adam Shapiro
I feel that they have a lot of hidden content in them. That they can be dissected and realigned. That they are extremely flexible.
March 9th, 2009 at 5:41 pm
“If you could only be awake.” I think writing about the absence of a person from your life and how you wish they were still a part of your daily routine would be a good release. The beginning phrase can take a three-fold path: 1) The person is asleep while you are out living. They become the sloth. 2) The person has died while you are still managing life without them. They are locked in eternity. 3) The person is absent from your life, and it’s as if they have just been asleep apart from you. They have fallen away. These are just my own thoughts around a central phrase I conjured up. I’m not sure if that situation has a personal meaning for you. Good luck with putting it all down.
March 9th, 2009 at 6:04 pm
“I know you do and I think about you too. But I make alot of choices every week and I make more good ones then you think. I’ll get there one day, you know I’ll be okay.”
I got that in a text message a year and a half ago. It was from my friend I’ve know since first grade. The next day he got arrested.
I think it was an accident that it rhymed, but it’s the most important thing that’s ever been said to me.
March 9th, 2009 at 7:22 pm
Ever since reading House of Leaves, I’ve often looked to that book or other works by Mark Z. Danielewski for inspiration. I know House of Leaves has been at least somewhat of an inspiration to you, but have you read Only Revolutions as well? It’s quite the read, I must say.
“I wade through coal & ember. Unrestricted. Unafflicted. Spilling sparks. Killing starts.”
Or that unspoken, unnamed emotion that soberly screams, “If I could erase you and forget you, I’d jump and gladly do so. But who you are and how you killed me inside made me who I am; made me better to this day.”
March 9th, 2009 at 7:34 pm
The sore feeling that yoga gives is the best EVER!
March 9th, 2009 at 7:54 pm
I love circa. Your guys music is so unique and inspiring! As for song ideas:
1)The Mayans predicted of the end of the world in 2012
2)Finish Geoffrey Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales
3)The Ptolemaic theory
March 9th, 2009 at 9:47 pm
im dancing in my bed and my feet arent moving…….idea??
March 9th, 2009 at 10:03 pm
I am so looking foward to new music from Circa Survive, cause that hopefully meen’s you will head up to Massachusetts again! I saw Circa play with Pelican and Thrice in May ‘08 at the Palladium in Worcester Ma. It was one of the best show’s I have ever been to. Circa Survive live is so intense and I highly suggest it to anyone! I had goosebump’s throughout most of the show.
P.S. The head walk was siiick!!!
March 9th, 2009 at 10:24 pm
1) Use a thesaurus. Written language is so vast, there are so many different words to express what you want to say, or what you mean to say.
2) Yoga? -Try Bikram yoga in 104 degree heat. That’ll get your heart pumping! Yogi? -Google Paramahasa Yogananda.
3) Parents are your first impression of the world. You learn almost everything from their example or influence (whether we choose to admit it or not.) My mom fancies herself a writer/poet. She writes down all these crazy, funny, introspective things about life and love. Things she says to me makes me wonder: “Will I be this crazy when I’m older, and was my mom always this nuts?” Parents have this way of transcending time. No matter how old they get, they still seem like the same person as when you’re a child. Now that I’m older I wonder what my mom thinks about who I am and the things I’ve done and what it’s like to watch your own child grow to an adult. It must be a very special thing to watch someone grow up. I’m sure your pa is very proud, and alittle freaked out:)
4) Read: “The Emperor of Scent” by Chandler Burr. It might be right up your alley.
5) -And- Portland, OR, was just rated the most ‘Depressed City’ in the US (yeah right). But if you guys were to come here you’d be helping out a few of us anyway… Haha, Peace and good Tidings.
March 9th, 2009 at 10:38 pm
viewing the art of others or hearing an explanation to their process often sparks the greatest flow of ideas. I too am overcome by the constant barrage of wonderful thoughts. It is incredibly hard to sift through them and piece together just what you want to do or say. But when you do, the most glorious of feelings is waiting. I would love to share my art, or my writings with you or the band. Would be an honor as you all inspire me tremendously.
March 9th, 2009 at 10:46 pm
hey ant write a song about how crazy being alive is i mean think about it where just a fucking dot in the universe crazy shit..what are the chances haha… btw if your ever upstate id love to meet ya instead watching ure shows u got my email 80)
March 9th, 2009 at 11:22 pm
I feel ya.
March 10th, 2009 at 4:07 am
I am super excited for the new record. Circa’s music never ceases to blow my mind with awesomeness. Have fun doing what you love.
March 10th, 2009 at 9:17 am
“Think outside the box, collapse the box, and take a fucking sharp knife to it.” – Banksy
March 10th, 2009 at 9:49 pm
Well I have an idea for you. I actually made a short song, kind of and sent it to you on myspace, but I guess you have a lot of messages to go through and haven’t gotten to it yet. It was about this dude singing how he finally found “the one” and he’s glad he waited a while to share his life and give himself to her and it sort of describes a hott, intense momment they have, jsut for a slight bit. Maybe, you could do that? Possibly alter that idea somewhat? Idk. Hope you find some really awesome, nice ideas. =]
March 11th, 2009 at 12:07 pm
How about something based off this Heart of Darkness quote.
“We live, as we dream-alone.”
Kind of dark, but nonetheless very true.
March 11th, 2009 at 7:07 pm
i used to write prospective songs in hopes that someday i would progress with them. however, i quit because i am my worst critic. i used to work for days or weeks on an ‘entry’ until i thought it was perfect. then i often would get distracted and forget about writing for a while and come back and absolutely hate what i wrote. i’m not sure if it was because i was over whatever it was i was trying to express, or sometimes that i just thought there was a lack of creativity, or that i could do better, or whatever.
so my idea is never reaching a full level of acceptance. whether its within oneself, or trying to reach the approval of a loved one, or try to impress someone into loving you. whatever it is your trying to achieve is just too far out of reach. personal, social, cultural, whatever success. sometimes these arent the most healthy of transitions, however i think it’s an idea alot of people can relate to at least at some point in their life.
furthermore, thank you for all you do. i’ve been a fan for quite a while. longer than any other musician. i love the way your music has grown and evolved from project to project. i’ve connected in many ways with many of your songs, perhaps not in the message you are intending for yourself, but in my own interpretation.
looking forward to whatever comes next.
emily, pgh pa
March 12th, 2009 at 6:56 am
holding back an orgasm
March 12th, 2009 at 7:04 am
considering the rotations and revolutions of
the earth, solar system, galaxy and galaxy cluster.
We are moving at 367 miles per second in a random spiral form.
March 12th, 2009 at 7:07 am
you and all you’ve ever seen was formed at the same moment.
March 12th, 2009 at 7:11 am
what if you were one of the other sperm? who would you be?
March 12th, 2009 at 7:14 am
the past and future are only abstract ideas.
only now is real. if even that.
March 12th, 2009 at 7:34 am
I awoke early, late in life, dressed in no vest.
The trees crackled and swayed, something invisible yet physical.
Through my left ear, something felt near.
My abode was disrobed, swayed more than in form.
Once clad and adorned, i took full of the morn.
These changing colors and shapes draped could not escape.
From the time of the slide shown to sometimes hide.
Unkept, onced renewed, staying would be too shrewd.
As the floor, then gave out, i believe i let out a shout.
This bind was kind as were the players of my part.
If there are lessons to learn, i’ll take your turn.
And discern who or not to burn. On my way down. No frown.
March 12th, 2009 at 7:38 am
head or gut?
March 12th, 2009 at 7:45 am
having space vs. connecting
March 12th, 2009 at 8:04 am
How much of our lives are not used to its full potential?
…………………………………………………
eating, sleeping, pooping, peeing,
cooking, bathing, shaving, raving
combing, flossing, brushing, bossing
driving, buying, flying, crying
………………………….
commercials, going outside for a smoke,
too hot out, too cold out, too _______ wherever
………………………………………..
dwelling, planning, spelling, sanding
sadness, madness, dryness, shyness,
………………………….
wasting, wasting, wasting, wasted
……………………………
too much prep for something else
and inside thoughts and ruin ourself
what about the here and now
it can’t be never, no time to show you; Now!
March 12th, 2009 at 8:13 am
Alas, as all things were and are; these truthes become with us.
On time, we are the roles weve bargained for.
If you lose sometimes or something, fear not as it was here.
I impress upon you to do right by you.
Ensure sensations you admire and bind them to your being.
Make your routine your dream.
All will never be lost because it was once found and remains.
Hug love. Massage beings verbally. Do right.
Dance until your ass is sweaty as hell. Then, don’t stop.
March 12th, 2009 at 11:15 pm
nice words anthony, nice words. i somehow feel writer’s block is just a cover up for not knowing how to say what you are trying to say. i know i have said i have had writer’s block many times before but that was because i had ideas, but just couldn’t get them out. right now i know how you are with so many ideas. i am hoping to get something out soon. i don’t care how, song, poem, creative writing, short story… i could write them all. but a song would be nice because i haven’t written one in awhile and i quite liked my last one.
well for ideas… some you may or may not be interested in:
“playing to an empty room, but the noise still filters through”
“looking out an open window, at a sight that can’t be seen”
“nostalgia lingers throughout me like a storm waiting to hit, only it knows it has nothing left to destroy…”
“lonliness is a terrible guest, however polite, for he only visits when invited.” (by mindy white of lydia)
another thing is songs about trying to slow down and take everything in in your life. sometimes the hardest thing to do is to sit back… also watching someone else play music is really inspiring but you already get that all the time.
March 12th, 2009 at 11:21 pm
ideas flowing like a river only to go out to an open sea… no dam to stop them, with nothing slowing them down. they house smaller ideas and pieces of ideas which are yet to be revealed. every river is different but all are the same, consisting of water. and idea is just an idea until you make if your own. all ideas may be like rivers, only rivers flow out to a sea. your ideas are flowing straight into more creativity.
March 13th, 2009 at 1:07 am
I just wrote this. It’s 2am. I should be asleep. (Also posted as a comment on a Circa Survive post by you on that website).
As the light awakens
sitting quietly in an empty room
late night with eyes wide open
a slowly fading darkness
a home calling out to an empty soul
listening only to the melodies and hymns
coming from within a speaker and then out
two guitars playing off each other
a balance of power, of lead and rhythm
never to sleep, holding a feeling of lonliness
as the only person in the world with this darkness
a strange and terrifying feeling
only until the light awakens the rest of your life
March 13th, 2009 at 1:09 am
“As the light awakens” is the title and the stanzas/verses split every four lines… so there are three. and i spelled loneliness wrong
March 13th, 2009 at 10:03 pm
song about this paragraph:
“I feel like my transport should be an extension of my personality. And this is like my little window to the world… and every minute’s a different show. I may not understand it. I may not even necessarily agree with it. But I’ll tell you what I’ve accepted: just sort of glide along. You want to keep things on an even key, this is what I’m saying. You want to go with the flow. The sea refuses no river. The idea is to remain in a state of constant departure while always arriving. It saves on introductions and goodbyes. The ride does not require explanation – just occupance. That’s where you guys come in. It’s like you come onto this planet with a crayon box. Now you may get the 8 pack, you may get the 16 pack but it’s all in what you do with the crayons – the colors – that you’re given. Don’t worry about coloring within the lines or coloring outside the lines – I say color outside the lines, you know what I mean? Color all over the page; don’t box me in! We’re in motion to the ocean. We are not land locked, I’ll tell you that.”
March 13th, 2009 at 10:12 pm
i know yall will create and produce
another insanely beautiful mind blowing album
and speak about exactly what i need to hear and i know it will come at the perfect time..when i need it most..it always does.
Can’t wait for the new awakening.
i greatly appreciate every single one of yall.
and thank you so much for understanding..being who you are and always here for us.
March 14th, 2009 at 12:20 pm
i have but one idea for a song. how do you feel about being a band? think about it.
March 14th, 2009 at 1:12 pm
Try to put William S. Burroughs ‘Naked Lunch’ to melody.
March 14th, 2009 at 2:27 pm
my boyfriend and i were chatting the other day about how we see the world and all the people in it. its so strange that you can say everyone is all interconnected, like basically from some huge family tree, but that there are people that exist that are complete polar opposites of each other, although we all have some basic situations and circumstances. something like that would be cool to write about. like different walks of life and how the world can change people who may all be entirely similar at their core.
March 15th, 2009 at 6:51 am
The fine art of knowing when a room is through.
March 15th, 2009 at 6:57 am
Even if we even things out, emergent behavior becomes apparent.
As daunting as this sounds, its not. Will is a powerful force.
March 15th, 2009 at 7:18 am
I have this vague memory of me being very young at an airport. Standing there waiting for my mom while my mom was taking care of tickets or something and i randomly walked across the room to a couple in the airport and started talking to them “I’m Justin. I’m here to see my grammy and grampy.” The couple was surprised and taken back by this because THEY were my grandparents.
Such good people. They hadn’t seen me since I was an infant, apparently.
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I found out that I was at a very small airport
in Trenton, Maine in 1983.
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I was 3.
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My earliest memory.
March 15th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
Hey Anthony,
I really enjoyed reading this post…like your band, I have been going through an amazing creative rush lately, I think, the most amazing of my entire life. It is comforting to know that the boys in Circa are going through the same thing. I can totally relate to what you said about having so many ideas at once it’s impossible to write them down. I feel like I’ve been in that phase for the past couple of years, and the sentences are just now beginning to flow. That feeling itself is enough to inspire me, the feeling of knowing what you want to say, and finally learning how to say it.
It is kind of strange to say this to a person who has inspired so much of my writing. But maybe try to think back to the craziest dream you ever had, and write a song about that. I’m sure someone as creative as you has had some pretty good ones.
Or you could give a voice to something that has not. What would the moon sing as it rotates around the earth? What would the stars sound like? What do they know that we don’t?
Maybe you can write a song about alien abduction. Or where all of those planes that disappear over the Bermuda Triangle end up. I’m writing a research paper for my history class about Freemasonry and the Masonic influence over the foundation of America. I’d like to see Circa tackle that topic.
But sometimes the greatest thing to write about is having nothing to write about at all.
“As if you can kill time without injuring eternity.” -Henry David Thoreau
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“If it is in the stars, it is within you.”
March 17th, 2009 at 10:58 am
“go your own way make your own sound” website will be filling up in months to come
March 17th, 2009 at 5:17 pm
sifting through circumstances
the precursor; its’ behalf
choices can be contagious
lastly, place the place
March 17th, 2009 at 5:22 pm
Suspect nothing, as it’s unconcern.
Breath without knowing.
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The garden is among us.
It’s been shown to me.
March 18th, 2009 at 5:40 pm
One of my close friends and I always wanted to write a song about why all those crazy things that happened in the past aren’t happening now.. Like jesus resurrecting and all these other godly acts…but we don’t what to say…I guess it’s just a interesting question..
April 11th, 2009 at 10:38 am
The vast scattered array wants condensation.
Nothing is finite if nothing is genuine.
Every chance could be the last one or the first one.
It doesn’t matter.
There is no end-all.
Hug love. Trust that it’s worth it.
Music is secondary, if even that.
April 12th, 2009 at 6:02 am
I think Circa should do some acoustics and then breaks down to the awesome guitar riffs and let your feeling just burst out. not a bad idea is it?
April 13th, 2009 at 1:34 pm
Write about jealousy. I’d imagine being in the music business, you have a lot of friends in other bands. Do you ever feel like, you listen to music your friends/other bands make and you’re just all “man that is so awesome, i wish i thought of that.” I dunno, it’s like your happy for them but you’re still semi jealous, for lack of better words?
I feel like that could stem a lot of mixed emotions/ideas for songs.
-greg
April 15th, 2009 at 7:42 pm
happy birthday !
April 24th, 2009 at 5:04 pm
I feel you on the overload. it’s like being manic, but I still sleep and feel relaxed. it’s all I can do to choose a few things to focus on. do i go to peru and find the elusive birth control plant and counterpart, get funding throug planned parenthood and distribute it throughout the world, giving the poor a chance to escape the cycle of poverty and women more control over their bodies? (many have little say in when and how often they have sex)
do i bring up my concerns with the city’s plan to spend a lot of time and money doing and carbon footprint and percent reductions by such-and-such a year that i truly believe to be to a soft approach and unlikely to be very effective, or do I just continue becuase I have the opportunity to at least get the ball rolling, and the experience I gain could be an asset in persuading action in the future? Do I go to cuba this christmas and study organic farming methods, should I volunteer to help redo the chemistry curriculum because I think it’s important, or should I look for a better job? should I spend more time painting, or studying/ working and saving or working out and being hot? I want to start a blog discussing peace and how various solutions are fataly flawed, to try and resolve these flaws and perhaps with the help from others constructivly add to the discussion. I have so many ideas and passions, and i know if i try to do everything i will do nothing. the saddest thing I ever had to do was choose…
May 21st, 2009 at 9:29 pm
So there’s this show I’ve watched recently. The skinny is it’s about wolves in post-apocalyptic world, and basically trying to find this mythical place where they belong called “Paradise”. The show itself was pretty mediocre, but the idea, I really can’t get out of my head. Maybe because I feel like I can identify with animals better than people at times, especially dogs. Maybe because I find some weird elegance in the idea of a stray dog, in the freedom to wander wherever your feet are willing to take you. Maybe it’s some psychological thing, about finding myself and how I fit into society by isolating myself from it and just being a nomad.
My first and only semester at my previous college, an English teacher had us write a short story on the premise of “I am legend” (the movie had just come out). Basically, how would you react to being completely alone in the world. I wrote about a man who wakes up to find every human being has disappeared (alla “The Quiet Earth”. Great flic), and who then proceeds to catalog everything he can about every city he can enter. He takes pictures of human civilization, to leave something behind for whoever or whatever might find it, so that they might know what kind of world people lived in. I never really wrote further than the short exerpt, but I’ve always wanted to explore the idea a bit more and maybe write a whole story out of it.
Ha, I doubt you’ll get any good ideas out of that, but maybe.
September 10th, 2009 at 6:14 pm
And would if life had a meaning. Would if we had vision, hearing and a voice….then we would understand.
But for now your music keeps me sane.
December 16th, 2009 at 8:31 pm
The thought of the same nightmare over and over again is always in the back of my head. I think something very interesting, dark and chilling could be made out of that, but I’m not eloquent or talented enough..