rylan.wallooza

I have lost my muse.

I am alive!! Tired as crap but alive, I’ll blog about last week soon I hope.. like tomorrow or friday.

/me goes to sleep now.. work is nuts.

I am really loving my quiet nights reading at the Home Page, its comfortable, welcoming and a perfect 20 minute bike ride from my house. I just hope my nights don’t end considering that tonight was Ian’s last closing shift and he was my original reason for going there. Note: don’t ever order a cherries jubilee Latte, they are disgusting. In Ian’s words “it’s the drink ordered by hard construction workers who you would expect to order coffee, black and with a nail in it“.

Anyway it rained tonight and I realized as I rode my bike home that I miss the rain - it is amazing. So many people think rain is depressing, cold, and dark but honestly I think it is one of the most comforting things ever. It makes me happy and I could spend hours walking in the rain (completely content) but biking was just as nice - I could do without getting dirty from the spit of my tires though. I just love the feeling of rain stabbing at me until my skin goes numb but I don’t get cold, staying warm from the biking. Another thing that I realized tonight is that for three nights now I have gone by my favorite bars and not once gone in for a drink, I feel as though some high and mighty wino should hunt me down and strip me of my right to call myself an alcoholic.

Short blog but anyway it seems im back to blogging semi-often, lets hope it lasts.

P.S.
Hockey show Monday night at the badlander in Missoula, I can’t wait to see my boys!

P.P.S
Reuben and Pablo are riding their motorcycles here next week and I am so excited to see them, hopefully i’ll get a little time off of work to spend with them.

I got out of my seat to put away my coffee cup and pack my bag, but first I had to stop and say goodbye to Ian, who left me with a hug and a tremendous smile. He had easily become a close friend. I had spent over two hours in the Home Page cafe’ reading “On the Road” by Jack Kerouac* (not for the last time) and drinking cup after cup of black coffee** as fast as Ian could fill them - this was honestly my new favorite thing. In my caffeinated imagination, Ian was to me as Dean Moriarty was to Sal Paradise. However, Instead of Ian just being crazy, we were both silly youth - tremendously excited with life.

It was past nine and getting dark when I rolled up my pant legs and left the Home Page on my bicycle. I put on my head and taillights to be “safe and legal.” The coffee kicked in and I took off, raging down the newly paved street. I cruised back and forth between freshly painted lanes with the wind blowing wonderfully in my face. I was pedaling so hard that after three blocks my legs started to tense up, and thats when I started to realize that I was the only biker with lights on. So to have some fun, and possibly some trouble, I swerved back and forth like a boozer in front of the Molly Brown bar where I had spent so many drunken nights with the boys that I can only remember half of em’.

I passed by the neat, worn-down houses, the Loaf n’ Jug station, and the Taco Time until there were no more side streets to take. I got onto a main street to get home quicker. I swerved in line with the cars at the stop light so I could turn onto Huffine Street, which always scared me because people drive like complete shit around bikers. I peddled so hard I felt like I was passing the cars until they drove by with frustrated stares. Almost home, I passed the small Bozeman Mall and the Taco Bell where I’m known as the vegetarian with lip rings. I always order a crunch wrap supreme*** - no meat, sub beans - but I spent all of my money on coffee. Besides, I was biking for the exercise.

My peddling slowed down as I was passed, with a wave, from a nice biker wearing disgusting spandex. I tell myself, “I will never be like that guy.” In order to beat my previous time and get myself home, I sped past my work and turned onto my street with great urgency. I made it in twenty minutes so that I could write this.

* Which inspired me to write this
** As Jaymes Fischer would say, “I like my coffee black like my metal”
*** Thanks to Kaitlin

I have been trying to blog more but i’m not cut out for frequent updates I guess.

Anyway what sparked this one was that I have been listening to No Division by Hot Water Music a lot lately as well as Here Not There by Heathers  and I find myself going back to the third track on both albums.
So in a major High Fidelity reference here is my current Top Five Track 3s… in no particular order.

Heathers - Here Not There - Margie
Hot Water Music - No Division - On Our Way
Discount - Ataxia’s Alright Tonight - K.V. T-Shirt
Screeching Weasel - My Brain Hurts - Guest List
Lifter Puller - Fiestas and Fiascos - Space Humping for $19.99

In other news Kaitlin was just here visiting for a week and I was extremely happy the entire time…but this blog is about music so anyway the first night she was here we went with a bunch of friends to Billings to see a “myspace secret show” which was The Hold Steady and The Loved Ones which blew me away because if you know me you know my love for Craig Finn (Lifter Puller and now Hold Steady front man), I couldn’t get the grin off of my face for like 3 hours after the show (and after I kissed Craig on the cheek).  The Hold Steady was everything I expected and more, Craig and the boys are most certainly entertainers with their great stage presence and their outstanding chemistry with each other and the audience. If I could afford it I would follow them everywhere.

I’m off to sleep now.

P.S.
Go see the Dark Knight, you wont regret a moment.

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Listening to: Screeching Weasel - Hey Suburbia
via FoxyTunes

Summer in Montana is absolutely breathtaking. To see mountains with snow still on them in July is awesome, its only a downer when you’re trying to bike up a to a lake but have to stop one mile from the lake because there is still a good amount of snow all the way to the lake. That happened to Jeff, Pete, and I last weekend on our bike ride up to Hyalite Lake (which was hard to say the least) but on the way we did see some beautiful falls and with all of the snow melting the water was raging like this.

I also spent the rest of my weekend on my first Montana camping trip with my friend Chris and his co-workers, they took me to a place called johnson canyon and it was amazing. We had to take Chris’ jeep and a couple trucks off road to get to our camp spot which was in a little dip in the mountains and on each side of us were mountains and hills as far as we could see, it was beautiful and I wish I would have taken pictures but I was distracted by seven cases of beer and lots of liquor. We had an amazing time and now I want to start going camping every weekend!!

In other news I had a great 4th of July, I haven’t been able to light off fireworks in the street since I was like 8 so I was like a kid in a candy store when we went to buy our fireworks. I also spent two days seeing two amazing bands play, first in Livingston on the 2rd and then Missoula on the 3rd. Honestly Ghost Mice is amazing but I was stunned by Heathers, it was my first time seeing them and the Irish sister duo blew me away with their powerful voices and great lyrics not to mention they are the sweetest gals ever. Give them both a listen if you have ears, thanks.

PS. I added a few new pictures in the photos section, take a look and if you’re the one who wrote on my car, I love you.
PPS. tonight is a Fancy Pants and the Cellphones reunion in Vermont and I wish I could be there because they are wonderful television punk rock.

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Listening to: Heathers - Hush,Hush
via FoxyTunes

I’m going to be 23. He would have been 20. <3 Justin

if you hear this i hope it eases some troubles you left with
i’m not sure what to say but i think i would’ve known that last day
you said you had the goals to come out on top
to set you up to live untouched by all the things
that kept you from keeping up
then we heard and we hurt and we scorned
we burned for last words now lost
the silence we sat through
the breakdown
the laughter
the shelter
and the future you planned on i’ll miss them
i hope you’re in a better place with soul set free
i hope you’re still singing loud with soul set free
too bad you’re not around for us to see
but i still feel you around like you never left us

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Listening to: Hot Water Music - Minno
via FoxyTunes