Well, life is going so very hither thither for me of late.  Extreme highs and lows.  Last year I formed a band that burnt out fast and on a high note before we could record anything or really establish ourselves.  People just digged us,and we weren’t functioning well living under the same roof.  Now we have reformed, and we had our first show since the rebirth the other night at a local night club that is itself quite young to the scene, only having been around for about five months.  Hey, that’s longer than my band has even been back together and talking civil!  So, I’m excited for that.  However, we need more shows, we need recordings, and publishing and all the smarts on how to get our own selves known, which is hard because we are all introverts and haven’t a lot of balls between us, in spite of us all being blokes.  In addition to my band, I have been working on redording my own solo project for the past couple of months, and it is now finally finished, mixed and mastered.  I have only to receive the audio files and send them to This Ain’t Heaven Recording Concern for hard copies on CD and tape. However, I’m so visually blocked and for some reason can’t come out with any decent cover art for my album…  I even know what I want, but I can’t seem to attain it with my hand and pen…  Furthermore, although the cost for these hard copies is crazy affordable…….  I just lost one of my two part time jobs because I overslept and missed work this morning.  I was scarcely making enough money as it was to get through each week and now it’s gonna get worse.  Also, as soon s I told m’y parents about how excited I was to finally have my album recorded after so long, and now what the final cost of my hard copies was gonna be (again, almost nothing)  they couldn’t even pretend to be excited for me, and they’re deciding that NOW is the oment they’ve been waiting for to push car payments my way… Which is cool, that’s understandable, I am the main person who drives this thing,.. but…. I mean, why do they not want me to succeed in my music, my passion?  Why are they always my road bock?  Why do they always break me down when I’m at the very edge of something awesome?  …….  I need a new place to live, but nobody can stand to live with me ad I can’t afford not to split rent.  The girl I’m in love with just wants to be lovers,…. which is fucking cute. and I’m just rambling about my problems and gawwwshhhh,……  I’m so tired and worn out and I can hardly sleep and when I finally do I oversleep and lose work that I desperately need.  How do I adult?  I was never taught.  ANd now I’m drowning.  I’m certain I’m not the first, only or last to know this barrage of emotions and head traumas.  If you’re out there and feeling this as well, I don’t know any good advice to give you, clearly Or I’d use it on myself, but I very much hope things pick up for you.  Love, 

Danny Echo (front man for Iron Octomoms)

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Iron Octomoms raging last year at a local venue.  They had themsevles a little break, but that’s all over now.   The Second Coming is here!!!!  Welcome back, Fe 8(mom)

Iron Octomoms raging last year at a local venue.  They had themsevles a little break, but that’s all over now.   The Second Coming is here!!!!  Welcome back, Fe 8(mom)

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All Your drEAMs aRe cheRRy RED cherry reD now.

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Mr. Cool….. That’s who Robert Plant is.

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all-is-in-the-all:

Dave McKean cover for “Sandman: Doll’s House no. 3”

all-is-in-the-all:

Dave McKean cover for “Sandman: Doll’s House no. 3”

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hip-23:

MirrorMask, 2005 [Dir.: Dave McKean].

hip-23:

MirrorMask, 2005 [Dir.: Dave McKean].

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