Journal

My thoughts and stuff.

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  • Day 12: Ego over aesthetics

    I repeat the phrase “Egotistical bastard”, over and over and over and over again in my head. I believe that cover art is supposed to reflect and add onto the experience of the song itself, it is not a poster for your ego. As I receive another email, from yet another artist, wanting me to…

  • Day 11: Clarity in obscurity

    Through insanity comes a new man. I have lived to the fullest and come back stronger then I could ever be. Have you ever jumped out of a moving car? Have you ever made out with three guys in one evening? Have you found love and compassion in a friend you thought were just a…

  • Day 07: Unfazed

    Never being fazed by a threat of violence is both a blessing and a curse — for one I am fearless in any situation, which often diffuses any threat, on the other hand I involve myself in others’ physical altercations way too often — it also allows me to be the night in shining armor, and…

  • Day 01: Fear and Loathing in Oslo

    Work hard, play hard, play harder, fuck everyone. My attitude towards life had changed, drastically, the obscure reality I was living in was gonna get torn down with sex, drugs and rock and roll. A long awaited suicide of myself, at least the idea of myself I had curated so carefully. I was gonna experience…