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Name: Chris
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 3/12/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: Playing music (guitar, piano, pretending to sing), especially worship music; writing music; reading; writing; rugby; computer graphics; video editing; art; eating chinese food; sleeping =); pies.
Expertise: Laughing.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
2/21/2004
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| Uploaded some new Hanbury Road tunes (or tune, depending on when you checked last) and a new site: http://www.hanburyroad.com! Czech yt owt!
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| I'm not sure why, but I keep writing music. =) So, I decided to stop letting the songs collect dust in my head, and let some people listen to them. My first problem was that I don't have a band at the moment. My second problem was that my name is about the most common piece of human labelling in existence. Seriously.
So, I'm pulling a Dashboard Confessional, and starting my own band. Which is currently comprised of: me. Which, although seemingly narcissistic, is really simply because apparently I am already a country singer (as well as a girl), a real estate agent, a photographer, a programmer, a planetary scientist, a psychologist, a railroad fanatic, and a British comics writer and artist... among other things (I think weight lifter was one of the other notable ones).
So, if you want to hear some of my back-pocket music, check out http://www.purevolume.com/hanburyroad. I'd LOVE to hear any comments. Do you like it? Do you hate it? Right now I have mostly laid back (read: sappy) acoustic songs, but I have some more floating around in my head with a lot more edge to them. Hopefully I can enlist the help of some of the old TNS guys to put in some studio time on the rock numbers.
Farewell for now...
Chris
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| So I finally got around to publishing my little collection of poetry and prose. It's called "Wend", and you can check it out on lulu.com. Thanks again to Jeff Shoup for his huge amount of help and for organizing the pieces. Click Here to buy thousands and thousands of copies. That is all. | | |
| The random whinings of an old man... So I feel disconnected. Or maybe insignificant. Is that the right word? Do you ever have those stretches of life where you feel like you're not really doing anything of lasting value from day to day? Soon enough, every time, I realize that the fact is that I don't feel like anyone gives a rip. Which is probably true, but the problem is that I don't feel okay with that. I'm sure everyone goes through a stage that is somewhat similar to this from time to time. Of course we're all searching for some kind of significance, but why is it so dang hard to find it in the right Place? Keep your chin up. | | |
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