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MILLIONS

Chicago Scene Report.

A JOYFUL NIGHT WITH

THE MORIBUND CULT
Dodsferd, I Shalt Become, Horna, Azaghal, Necronoclast & More.

TALES FROM THE

CUTOUT BIN XI
The Hidden Hand, Wurdulak, Gobblehoof, Insult II Injury, Master & More.

UNDERGROUND

REISSUES XI
Vulcano, Gore, Mortification, Rigor Mortis, Chronical Diarrhoea & More.

EXTREME SOUTH
AMERICAN CLASSICS
Witchtrap, Masacre, Illapa, Necrosis, Mystifier & More.

RICH HOAK - TFD

Post-Modern Interpretations of
Scene: Awesome Bands From
Planet Earth

TALES FROM THE
CUTOUT BIN IX
Ikara Colt, Leviathan, Defecation, Tusk, etc.
 
MORE FEATURES

THE NETWORK:

'Write What You Know' 
by Guitarist Pete Marr


 

"I’m not going to write about how cool I am because I go to cool kid house party shows, or I go to all the super DIY warehouses and drink alcohol, or that I’m cool in any way…Nope, I’m an old piece of shit asshole and that’s what I’m writing about… (write what you know).
 
So you grow up and think shit is going to be sweet. I mean fuck, I thought I was going to be dead before I was 30, an excuse to live and not worry. Then 30 comes and you live with your widowed Mom and pill-popping brother in the same room you dreamed about dying in at 29. How the fuck does this happen. I keep hearing the Talking Heads song… ”And you may find yourself”… Is this living the dream, no. This is pathetic! I’m still doing the same shit as when I was 10 years younger, only this time have way less, yes less, responsibility. No more school, no more girlfriend and no more dirty looks…Only a crap temp job that in all aspects has zero room for “growth”. You hit 30 and you’re still, stagnant, bored. So you heap yourself into a van with 4 other dudes in the same situation and start the running in circles, again. Think we’re doing something noble with our lives then come home and let the manic turn into depressive… Oh, sweet cycle.
 
You sit, write, wait, record, wait for the record to come out, tour, sit in a van, wait for the show to start, wait for the next show to start then come home and wait to do it all again. For people calling you a “musician” (which is a fucking joke most of the time), you really only actually play “music” for a total of 20 minutes every 24 hours… Fucking pathetic!


I’m not trying to resolve anything here, simply stating the obvious. For all the preaching we do, all the “alternative” living we think we’re doing, all the dumb stubborn adolescent bullshit we said we would never do, well we’re doing just that. Living like fucking kids. I mean, I even say dumb shit like, “Oh yeah, how many kids were there?"... I’m a grown ass man and I’m asking what “kids” are doing? Well what the fuck are the men doing? The older I get the more confused I get.
 
Last month I made my way up to the northern parts of New Hampshire. I mean, way the fuck up there in the middle of the woods. Looked at a log cabin and seriously considered purchasing said log cabin… Retire. Drink whiskey and listen to my Phil Ochs records in the peace, away from all the assholes in the world. Well the outcome is summed up as "some day". Before I turn into my ultimate hermit hero I told myself I’m going to see every continent. Sweet dumb stubborn adolescent bullshit! But said is said and that’s the way it goes. Do drugs, break bones, drink hard and hopefully die before you turn 30."

 

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