i guess it's official.

cool.
(happy birthday to me...happy birthday to me...)

moniker.

in about an hour, i'm going to peel away from this computer, get dressed, and walk about 5 or so miles to the nearest Target. there, i will purchase either a white or black First Act Adam Levine 222 guitar set for about $130 (tax excluded). this is me, getting a head start on two of many new year's resolutions: purchase and learn to play a guitar.

i've been kinda psyching myself up for it during this past month. i'm trying to build up patience because i know (i know) that learning to play (to play well, that is) is going to take a lot of time and effort. sad thing about it is...i still have two more instruments to learn after this! fuckin resolutions...

i told myself that i'll start with guitar, then piano, and finally drums. anything else i learn to play is strictly superlative to me. the first three are imperative though. i've convinced myself of that.

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i'm thinking of changing my stage name. as attached as i've become to my KvnTheTruth moniker, i feel it's not as musically ambiguous as i'd like it to be. the "TheTruth" bit comes off a bit too arrogant to some, or just plain stupid to others. i know deep down i really don't give a fuck about what they think, it's just that those people talk to people and so on...and i don't want much negativity floating around me (a little bit's okay though). it's kinda (vaguely) like when Music Soulchild dropped the "Soulchild" from his name because he wasn't ready for it yet. only in this case, i kinda feel that it's the people, not me, that aren't ready for it. lol, they can't handle "TheTruth" (slight pun intended).

another reason for the name change is due to the fact that my music is about to shift gears, slightly. sort of like gemstones switched it up with The Testimony of GemStones (geez, can i be original at all?? lol), only i can't really promise that i'll stop the foul language or crude sexual references. i can say that it will be reduced, somewhat. i wanna do more creative work. y'know, get experimental. i also will not (will not) make direct gun/drug references. similes and metaphors about them? sure. but shit like "i got a nine in the trunk, you don't want it to thump!" is done. sure i'll still perform old songs of mine with that in it (maybe), but no new gunplay stuff. i should've been done with that. the only claims i make will be true (or at least plausible, =]).

of course, now there's a question to be answered: What's the new name?? well, to be honest? no idea. but to help myself out, here's a list of names that i've been either called directly or associated with:

• KvnTheTruth (original, duh)
• Kid Truth (-generation *ill)
• Kid Death (-geneartion *ill)
• Kid Fresh (-geneation *ill)
• Kid Next (-generation *ill)
• Kid [amzg]. (new -g.*i. member)
• Kvn(pronounced like it has vowels)
• Kvn(pronounced 'Kay-Vee-Enn')
• Mr. Freeze (super old!)
• Benjamin Barker (fleet street's meanest)
• Sirius Black (lol, my favorite HP character. there's a solid group of people that call me this, haha)
• "Who the fuck are you?" (more frequent then i'd like it to be)
• The Infamous KVN ('kay-vee-enn')
• jerry (don't ask.)
• Kevin Federline (running joke)
• DJ What's-His-Face (10th grade)

i'm thinking of something out of all of those. maybe just Kvn (interchangeable pronunciation).
idk, i could be "The Artist Formerly Known as 'Truth'"
lol, maybe.
it'll be a while before the time for change is officially offical.
don't worry, i'll let you know.

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i'm out, catch me nesting.
-peace.

Stump-O-Matic

four words, a picture, and a link:

get. me. this. guitar.

LINK

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

FUCK!!! patrick stump and his stupid, potentially awesome movie stole the title for the band i've been dreaming of since i first got into rock music. what's even more ironic is that i was thinking of the name (Radioactive Man, for those that didn't know) based on freakin Fall Out Boy! the cool thing about this is that i was on the right brainwave when thinking of my title. i mean, holy shit. i thought like patrick stump for a brief moment. wizard.

for those that don't know, Fallout Boy (titled that way in this case) is the name of a sidekick in a fictional comic book in The Simpsons. whose sidekick is he?? Radio-freakin-active Man. i picked the name as an homage to my favorite band, he picked the name cuz...well, he's in the band.

still, this is asscheeks cuz now if i start a band and name it Radioactive Man, i'm not clever anymore, i'm just biting someone else's idea.

i even disigned a logo!!!

made this like, two years ago

fuck fuckity fuck-fuck-fuck.

FOB's still my favorite band though.

but still...

fuck'em.

Lock&Key (audio).

Lock&Key is a little personal project i put together cuz i heard it in my mind and wanted to record it, basically. it's over Kanye West's Love Lockdown instrumental and...well...you're probably not going to like it. lol, i can't sing too well and auto-tune can only aid so much. it's really for my own personal enjoyment, and i do enjoy it, so it's cool either way. i just like sharing my work anyhow. so uh, yea.

Lock&Key(listen.)
Lock&Key(download.)

lock and key.

i'm not loving you the way i think i should

cuz if i was, you'd love me back girl
(i know you would)

see, the fallacy of rome's got nothing on the fall of the home

cuz though their togas were torn,

it's nothing on the scars on my heart
(and scars on yours...)

damaging's easy
(but the clean-up's a chore)

she used to smile and set the sky ablaze
(now a smirk is ama-zing)

crazy how we fell apart
(crazy how we fell apart)

she's got me rising down
(and screaming softly)

i'm screwed up since our love was lost
(see?)

i'm screwed up since our love was lost
(see?)

(i'm screwed up since our love was lost)

don't know where my heart's at, but here's the key...
hold on to it for me?

pink.

i like pink.
i've always liked pink.

i just don't care about how people interpret that anymore.

pink isn't gay, dipshits.

hues do not determine sexual orientation.

that's.

just.

retarded.

you wanna be retarded?
i'm hetero and like pink. just like homos can like red or black or w/e.
they're fucking colors.

(sorry about the short post, i'm thinking in bursts...something's short circuiting up here.)

bitch.

here's a thought: if you have a strong dislike against someone. learn to live with that person or LEAVE THEM THE FUCK ALONE. i'm mobie, i'll elaborate when i reach a decent pc.

EDIT: home now.

changed my mind,
no elaboration, just this: i know who i'm getting a "NO BITCHASSNESS" t-shirt for on christmas.

hating for the sake of being a hater is pettier than jealousy.

jealousy...wait, really?

i'm not a jealous person by nature. i found it to be a petty emotion unfit to continue its inhabitance in my consciousness pretty early on. unfortunately, when some things occur, i simply cannot help it. the new thing setting me off nowadays seems to be relationships. it seems as if people all around me are pairing up and my lack of an opposite is driving me, for lack of a better word, BONKERS (colored orange after the tv show, go figure). and i hate that i feel that way. i can't stand how i can't stand it (i keep saying that and it keeps being true). it's so unlike me. example: i ask this girl out that but, albeit she's BEAUTIFUL (geez, what a nauseatingly gross understatement), i honestly don't know her all too well (i still liked her though). so, she says she's already going out with someone and i find out that that someone happens to be a friend of mine. well, since i was kind of asking on a ballsy whim in the first place, and he actually knows her (plus i knew he'd been on kind of losing streak earlier that year), i should be like "ok cool, glad that worked out for them," right? cuz that IS a good thing (really, i'm most sure). i'm glad when people work out. free love in the streets and all, right? go for it. but of course, that's not what i'm thinking half of the time. half of the time i'm in my head kicking myself repeatedly while feeling bitter about other people being more content than i am.

idk about you, but that's petty.
i don't like pettiness.
i don't like petty emotions.
fuck, i'm outty.
bout to go bump 808s and watch more DLM episodes.

adi os

after-thought:
i hope kristin's feeling better today.
i hate that she's not feeling well.
i also hate that i'm in (NO! DON'T SAY THAT WORD!!!) with her (god that sounds so corny).
cuz it's not mutual.
and that's headache.
but still, hope she gets well soon.
after-after thought: fuck it.

no worries.

i'm not gone forever. just been busy.

Welcome to Heartbreak

whipped this up for a contest, but infringed on copyright and got DQed. i didn't realize til late that *DUH* the bear would constitute as copyright infringement.

still, i plan to get these made anyhow so e-mail me or leave a comment if interested.




the original graphic by yours truly:

...and my head keeps spinnin'

seems like, street lights...

close your eyes and imagine...

i'm sitting in my window, slightly opened to hear the rain better, looking at a beautiful gray sky in multiple shades of gray. next to me is my trusty stereo, set low but with the bass on max, listening to Kanye West's Street Lights and feeling unparalleled comfort. the rain plus the music is almost enough to put you to sleep, but that's where the bass comes in. it thumps just loud enough to keep you over the edge of consciousness.

it's night now...can't see the sky but i can still hear the rain and see the water refracting the orange glow of a nearby street light.

and it seems like,
street lights, glowing,
happen to be just like moments, passing,
in front of me.
so i hopped in, the cab and, i paid my fare
see i know my destination, but i'm just not there
in the streets...in the streets...
i'm just not there in the streets...
i'm just not there...life's just not fair
life's just not fair...