This is a dead blog.

You're welcome to read this, by all means.
I suggest you start from the beginning though.
You'll understand things a little easier.

This blog is a snapshot of my life.
A snapshot of a rough time, where I took advantage of my extensive vocabulary on paper, but kept my mouth shut. A time where I was lost, naïve, and perpetually heartbroken. And a time where I needed to anonymously write down how I was feeling in the most vague way possible, just in case the little fuckers I most often referred to would stumble upon this and understand.

Obviously this blog is no longer anonymous, but there was a time that it was.
I don't feel like I need this blog anymore, but I might some day down the road.
For now, I expose myself here. Me from just over a year ago.

The year I began to constantly ask myself
"Is your heart okay?"

Farewell.

It's been a while, and I've come to realize that I don't need this blog as much as I used to.
I've currently got myself involved with the Meet You At The Show (http://www.meetyouattheshow.com) to which I post pictures and reviews of concerts I've been to, and it's got a solid fan base. 


Feel free to follow us on twitter, join the fan page on Facebook, add our MySpace page and subscribe to the YouTube channel for news, reviews and everything cool about Montreal's music scene.


In other news, I've rejoined Facebook, I'm still unsure as to how I feel about it, but so far it's not terrible.


Musically, things have been slow, but we shall soon see.
Find me places, I'll be around.


Kailey Diogo

Revision.

A Revised List of Upcoming Shows:

• The Most Serene Republic w/ The Charlotte Cornfield Band  - Nov. 13
  
• Lights w/ Jets Overhead - Nov. 28
• Arctic Monkeys w/ Parlovr - Dec. 14
• Protest the Hero w/ Four Feet and Fur - Dec. 19
• Tegan and Sara w/ An Horse - Jan. 18
• Billy Talent, Alexisonfire, Against Me! & Gallows - Mar. 24

* I did not go to YSP!WSD! unfortunately, but apparently it was good.

I am also no longer attending any shows in the previous list that do not appear here.

Other than that, sitting alone in the caf at school is great. Especially after you run for your life to catch a bus that you then miss, making you half an hour late for class and the teacher tells you it's not worth coming at that point. My next class is at 12. So much time to kill. Thank god for laptops.

IF YOU FOLLOW MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL AND YOU'VE FOUND YOURSELF HERE

covers are coming soon, i promise. maybe i'll take advantage of the school internet and post one right now. we shall see.

M VL.

The trees,
             they keep changing
             and my mind's a fallen leaf.

The water all around,
             the ripples that it leaves.

Beautiful,
             horrendous,
                      can you see it, friend?

I've lost it.

The agony,
            the patience
                    the balance it takes.

Can you hold me?

What would Emily Haines do?

She would jump around the stage and be awesome.

Photograph by: THE GAZETTE/John Kenney

I'm in love with this woman.
Metric was fantastic last night.
I, unfortunately, did not get any pictures, so this is a shot from the Friday show. However, her outfit last night was even better.

Amazing. Simply amazing.




*Note: The Stills were also fantastic. Again, I didn't get any pictures and I can't find any from the show last night or Friday, but they were great.

Alienz, or, It Came From Outer Bass

Shapes and Sizes

Cryptacize

Sufjan Stevens

I could have posted this a lot sooner.

There'll be more of these in the near future.

This was a great show by the way.

Upcoming shows:

• Metric w/ The Stills
• All That Remains w/ Maylene and the Sons of Disaster & Lacuna Coil.
• Lights w/ Jets Overhead
• You Say Party! We Say Die! w/ Immaculate Machine
• Norma Jean w/ The Chariot
• Tegan and Sara
• Billy Talent, Alexisonfire, Against Me! & Gallows

This had to go somewhere new.

It creeps up in the dead of night
and sinks into your skull.
It sends the chills all down your spine
until the world goes numb.

He leaves you lying, shaking there
to die alone in sleep.
He thinks about your pain and
doesn't shake or cry or weep.

The voices creep into your ears
and shake your brain around,
and when you start to get some sense
there's not another sound.

Your muscles ache, you try to move
but you don't go anywhere.
You strain your voice, you try to scream
but no one seems to care.

The light seeps in and numbs the rest
'til nothing's as it seems,
until your eyes snap open and
you realize it was a dream.