alright well..i figured id throw in a little about myself. both for adidasss's sake and the rest of you.
my name is nathan. im 15, 16 in june though. ill pretty much listen to any type of music, it just depends on the artist. im mostly into metal at the moment though.
guitar is pretty much my life, and always will be. i play non stop for two days every weekend practically, and if not im either at a concert or work. work, which i only do one or two nights a week during the year, is at an ice rink a little north of my house. i just skate aroud during the public sessions, making sure no ones screwing around, and then clean up afterwards. boring work, but luckily all the other people are pretty cool, and its a paycheck every two weeks so im happy with it.
other than guitar and work, i go to school. high tech high. (for those of you who live in the US..you may have heard of us.) its basically a charter school started by a guy that had a lot of money and figured he'd put it to good use. our school gets grants from companies like microsoft and bio-com. and we have the highest test scores in the nation...blah blah blah.
im pretty set on becoming a professional musician when i get out of school. if not a musician, i at least want to do something that has to do with music. in case that fails...im very interested in graphic arts, so ive got a backup plan. hehe..if all else fails, i can go work for my friend when he takes over his dads business. (graphic, interrior, and architectural design firm).
meh...ive lived with my mother and my cat in the same 800 square foot apartment for the past 9 (almost 10) years. pretty painful, but ive gotten used to it. we're lucky enough to have possibly the lowest rent in the neighborhood. $750.....the average for where we live is about $1500 a month.
ehh...
yeah....music = life, and thats pretty much it. i have a goal to own at least 15 guitars by the time im 25......two down...13 to go.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know.
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.
My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it.
But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore..
maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers....
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Originally Posted by Shooting Star
Remember kids: It's only real metal if the vocalist sounds like he's vomiting up a fetus. \m/
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