Have fun and fail

Have fun, and fail. This is the advice I give to myself. In order to be a good comic you have to suck. There's no way around it if you want to be original. You have to take risks and fail. It's humiliating. You have to be humiliated. I've heard Jerry Sienfeld said that 10 percent of his jokes work. That means you have to fail 90% of the time. This is life. In order to do anything you have to suck in the begging. It's no fun to be humiliated. It's no fun sucking, at anything. This where the fun comes in. Have fun failing. One more failure gets you that much closer. Enjoy.

Away

When your home is far
and your heart is slow
the northern star
won't let you go
hold to pride
and drop the stone
ride the tide
and stay alone

Life's a trip in New Mexico

Life is a trip in New Mexico. I know no one but I some how Know people. Video games with friends I didn't know I had. Poker too. Life's a trip. I'm up late. Too late. I have work early tomorrow. Good night.

Life with you

Sometimes people need people
human contact is healing
I've been alone
but now I'm getting back my feeling
I've seen both sides
I've heard from two
the smooth rides
is life spent with you

Loose hate and move

When you take off loud then the cheers abound
cause the flight looks a little unreal
but the cheers get lost if you fall to the ground
and that's a punch to the gut that you feel
"Don't try again" is the vibe that you get
because they bet you to take them and win
it's a personal thing no one can admit
so you got get up and go again
straight through the eyes that see nothing above
just a loser who's stuck on the ground
but if you loose all the hate just keep the love
then the place that you want can be found

Something wants to bleed

Right on the corner
I seem to walk the line
next to the edge
this life that's mine
I'm close to nothing
I don't hold tight
it's my role
it's my personal fight
I've seen the best
slip right away
and I'm this close
to the end of the day
my friends don't look
they bite their tongue
they can't help
there's no song to be sung
it something living
it's living to die
I try to cut it
it doesn't cut but I try
allways with me
I carry the need
to fill the silence
to make something bleed

My best advice is from podcasts

So it's been about a year that I've been doing stand up. I'm an open mic-er. I go to the open mic regularly because that's what you're supposed to do if you want to be a stand up comic. I feel like I'm getting the rhythm and more importantly the comfort of being on stage. I have a strong sense that this is something I can do. I also love listening to podcasts by comedians. Some of my favorite comedy podcasts are WTF with Marc Maron, Bill Burr's Monday Mornig Podcast, Fitzdog radio, the Joe Rogan experience, Comedy and Everything Else and Dave Hill's podcasting Incident. I can't get enough of these podcasts. With today's technology I have what feels like personal accsess to today's top comics.

I listen for inspiration, valuable inside information and advice. When ever you are learning a new field it's invaluable to spend time with the pros who just talk shop. I really respect everyone involved in all of the previously mentioned shows. I'm the type of person who gets a lot of unsolicited advice. I get it, my life just looks like I need direction. The worst kind of advice to get is from someone you don't respect.

I recently asked Bill Birr for his advice which he answered on his 2-21-11 MM Podcast. I love that guy and I respect the he'll out of him.

Are you that guy?

I'm finding all the words to say
to wait until another day
I'm learning that it's nothing new
it's just a thing that I seem to do
I'm allways looking for the reason why
I started early on why do we die?
The answer was a loss not found
so I tried to keep my feet on the ground
I allways said if I knew I would stay
focused all throughout the day
and the work would be no problem at all
just a mission from the god who would call
but now I seem to know just where to go
and I'm tired so I say I don't know
but now I can't live here next to the lie
so I ask myself are you that guy?

Goodnight

I'm filing a restraining order against the humans.
I don't want anyone coming within 100 feet of me. Anything closer causes permanent damage. I'm too tired and I can't put word together to save my lofe. Goodnight.

It's my karma

It's a hostage situation and I blame my self
I'm the one that got in the car
it might be my fault but there's somebody else
and the anger's running deep and far
it wasn't what you said when we made the deal
now I'm trapped into a world of fire
every time you talk nothing is real
there's a word for that it's called liar
I'm falling again I think it's just the same
as all the other times before
I'm attracted to loosing the game
it's just another lemon feat bore
I went to a girl who read my palm
she said that my karma is pretty bad
but please don't freak just stay calm
I can give you crystals to take away the sad

The lazy productive guy

How can someone who is so lazy be so productive? This is the question my wife asks herself. At least that's what I imagine. I'm all or nothing. On or off. You might not want to hit the switch, if I turn on all hell brakes loose and if you turn me off you don't know when I might turn on again. I could go dormant for years.

My head is constantly looking for something it can throw me into. The band, the talk show, the screenplay add infinitum.

What's next? I'm not sure because I can't pay rent. I can live pretty close to the bottom, but when I start hitting it the fun ends.

My plan, pay rent, make a film, and get the comedy act together. I'm going to yoga to try and relax.

I'm loosing expectations

I remember leaving you at the airport
a tear dropped down my cheek
I somehow knew this was the end of the line
the words I felt but couldn't speak
hatred fills my heart as years pass
when I think of times missed and the missing space
nothing fills that space now
but I try with every thing, person, and place
empty is where I keep my rage
I try to put things on top to keep it down
but nothing works for too long
the strength is strong enough to move the ground
I'm too stupid to not believe in god
why do these thoughts enter into my mind?
that's for the rich with no needs to fill
my need is strong yet I don't expect to find

The rich discouragement

You stand by my side and look like I do
but something is different about the way through
you sleep on a satin pillow and I sleep on dirt
I go to your home and worry about my shirt
I'm lost in the sea grasping to breath
I can't ask for help you don't believe
so politely I drown not causing a fuss
to ask would be rude I take back on the bus
this friend thing's no good with my envious eye
oil and water are easier to make tie
I'm loosing my grip and you're just a mirage
the golden curtain fades with memories of the garage
I feel the gold locked deep in the vault
I forgot the key and make it your fault
I just want to fish so my family can eat
is a pole toO rude at the sole of your feet?

The comedy con

Laughs are my only saving heart
I'm smiles and it's different from the start
the feeling of the touch I get inside
gives me back a line of jealous pride
it's sick with the gel and thunder talk
the under tone goes with us to walk
don't ask to make the sense of ease
take from me it's hard to please
when you hit the vibe the partys on
so ditch all the thoughts and the oldest con

From me

I'm not gettin much love
when I do it's the wrong kind
too much looking at the floor
no gettin in my mind
that's what turns me on
when you get really inside
and you take me for a walk
then you take me for a ride
that's the look I've got to keep
it'll stay with me a while
it's love that I can hold
it's the kind that's got the style
that's what I want
in a million there's one
I can't stop the thought
that it's me to get it from

People found

Driving up blue I saw it come
it used to be red that's where I'm from
I stepped to the side she sped away
but then she came back the very next day
I want to be alone is what I said
she put me in the car said watch your head
I got inside the car against my will
I needed that ride but knew better still
cutting off my hair I lost my tone
on the side of the road I was left alone
nothing but a phone I called my girl
lucky for me she's in my world
up to the stars I headed quick
but I couldn't quite make my feet un-stick
back to the bottom I hit the ground
but I was happy with the land and people found

No talk

Trying to wake
loving to sleep
spirits await
mine can I keep?
It's there if you try
greatness is there
you can cry
because you care
but work is the way
that's what it will take
the desperate will stay
drive in your stake
claim your right
the birth of new
time is the fight
the fight is in you
take what I say
don't look back
go with the way
widen the crack
it's okay to look
the light helps the touch
the one with the book
doesn't talk much

I walk in

When it can't get worse it does
and you're running straight into the fuzz
it's just the last day before the turn
this is something we all must learn.
It's heavens door right amongst the sin
open up and I walk in

A lonesome sound

When the tide goes in
and the rock is all alone
the moon is no man's friend
and the ocean was your home
the hours seem like years
and the night time has the helm
true are all my fears
and lonely is the realm
always count on time
this will come around
inside is the only crime
don't count on being found
seekers look for true
so seek the bells that ring
the only answer's you
inside the angels sing
listen to their words
and ride their lonesome sound
flying like the birds
and lifting off the ground
it's just a dream
a dream that feels real
it's not what may seem
but this they can not steal
here comes the sea
once again you live
now you can be free
with friends for you to give

Here while you're away

You stand
you hold your ground
I look for mine
it's nowhere found
you want to leave
I feel the same
all we do
is look for blame
I dig the hole
and try to hide
but I can't leave
we're both inside
it's hard to breath
I can't see
there's something lost
I think it's me
where did I go
I think I'm you
I given up
what's there to do
just wait to die
and keep the worst
no more heaven
just painful thirst
I try to drink
can't get the sip
I want the cool
I've lost my grip
I'm not home
the lights go down
I'm away
from my home town
I fade to black
to try and rest
it's the disease
that I know best
I'm all alone
but still you stay
I wait right here
while you're away

The grin

When you've got
the woman's voice in your head
and you've shot
a bullet right towards the dead
and the ring
won't stop tearing your ears
you want to sing
but those are yesterday's years
you've made it far
but that doesn't hold
you have the scar
and then after the old
it scares the mind
but it's time to let go
of the old find
the ideas that you know
everyone turns to ghosts
all the friends have their own
the ones with the most
try to mess with the tone
and this is right
it's yours to take in
pick up and fight
work with the grin

Priceless love

If you don't reach out
you can never find
how far your reach
goes into your mind
my mind is down
for repair
take all I have
but please take care
underground
is the stream
you can't see
stay on the beam
all the takers
they partake
in search of gold
that's true not fake
it's all in me
or so I'm told
wisdom comes
when you get old
hold on tight
don't let go
feel the air
in your hair flow
it's more than cost
it's more than pain
it's just the price
that keeps me sane
I live for love
I run for you
I think about
the things we do
I want your touch
your feel is warm
I look for strength
inside the storm
my head is clear
much like before
all the fights
inside the war
it's time for light
it's time for blue
it's time for calm
in what we do
sit with me
hold my hand
I'll be with you
until you stand
the diamond shines
the price unkown
priceless love
that I've been shown

I give to you
I give the blue

to you

Broken luck

I see signs but just the ones that I want
then one day they're all gone
I look through the home out back and out front
but everything's gone wrong
I grow numb with each thought
till I no longer feel
what once was sought
no longer seems real
the world had changed or more likely it's me
I've chased ghosts for so long
that they're all that I see
now I know something's wrong
pick up peices of broken luck
and try to make something good
but it's nowhere to truck
all the things you think should

No truth

Sleeping giants
greatness sleeps
all the bad
has it down for keeps
rock and roll
has slowly died
and the highest dream
is teary eyed
the plans for sacred
holy word
mislead the bunch
to no truth heard

Asleep with tv

I'm tired with love
asleep with TV
thinking above
has no use for me
holding to luck
and waiting to rise
patterns have stuck
me into disguise
open the eyes
and taste with the tongue
go with the cries
sad songs are sung

Flipped

Holding time plotting crime
I've seen mine when the sun did not shine
eyes shut I felt cut
we can't miss not when it's like this
I know better I sent the letter
and now I know that I can not forget her

Sister jean don't be mean
you've better looking days than you think you've seen
it's not you it's just the crew
thinking they got better things to do

it's just a lie.

You've got the proud and the all too loud
going to save
you've got the quiet the internal riot
they behave

you hit my feet as I went down
you flipped the whole body around
now my eyes opened up
and I drink your water from the cup

going high
went down high
I can see
I can be
it's all me in the tree and the bumble bee
I can see

Learning

So hard at first with the pen in hand
learning's the worst when you're joining the band
songs get learned and the smiles start
the pain is burned and warms the heart
big is the smile as the pen does move
here comes the style and a point to prove
after he's tired it's taken a lot
the mind is fired and the new is caught
my love is strong and grows even more
as I ride along and help open a door
I cherrish our time more every day
there's something of mine going your way
it's this that I keep it's this that I save
sound may you sleep and awake may you crave

Touched the string

I touched the string and the sound did hum
the song I sing of the glorified bum
the love and hope that young eyes see
gives more rope to left with me
I never thought along those lines