365 Days of Tommy P

Saturday, May 8, 2010

The 365: Day 493

Saturday, May 8, 2010 (128/493)

Blake was the first person to give me a bloody face: http://bit.ly/wg2Ne

Friday, May 7, 2010

The 365: Day 492

Friday, May 7, 2010 (127/492)

Many options for the evening, and we never managed to leave the apartment.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Thursday, May 6, 2010 (126/491)

I realized that if I put a movie on I can stay on the tredmil longer than if I just listen to music. “I’m tired of all these mother fuckin snakes on this mother fuckin plane!”

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

The 365: Day 490

Wednesday, May 5, 2010 (125/490)

The official after-rehearsal eatery of Violet Winter. “Just Good Food”

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

The 365: Day 489

Tuesday, May 4, 2010 (124/489)

I’ve got some songs that need finishing up.

Monday, May 3, 2010

The 365: Day 488

Monday, May 3, 2010 (123/488)

I believe it August of 2004. I was at the Metro in Chicago seeing Kill Hannah performing one of their 35 concerts that I have seen to date. The show was sold out, and I was on the floor level, centered with the stage, back against the sound booth. Mat introduced a song by recalling what he wrote it about. He said he wrote it when he was 19 years old and “just didn’t want to get any older.”

Ever since high school I’ve had an attachment to youth, which is what likely fueled my sense of vanity through college, and ultimately led to my current narcissism. I’m not afraid of getting older, or dying; as some people have heard, I’ve been expecting an untimely death – I don’t know why. My fixation with my youth, and all resulting matters, might be rooted in my mother’s sudden and unexpected passing when I was 16.

When Mat was up there on the same stage that has held so many icons, heroes, and legends of music, I felt like he was speaking directly to me when he was introducing “He Believes In Time Machines.” A song he wrote at age 19 – I was 19.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

The 365: Day 487

Sunday, May 2, 2010 (122/487)

Wake up in the morning fellin like Tommy P.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

The 365: Day 486

Saturday, May 1, 2010 (121/486)

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Oscar getting done-up by The R.O.C.

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Skinnier Than You, Hotter Than You, and Shameless / Gets Around

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Love is suicide.

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

DJ Mother Hubbard from Moneypenny

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Braaaaiiinnsssss

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Blake stole my camera and Tiffany stole his hat.

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Die Tonight @ Beauty Bar

Paul In Chicago

After party.

Usually it’s the zombie that bites people. Not the other way around.

Walked about a mile and a half in the rain after the after party.

“It’s 4 A.M. in a speeding car.”

Friday, April 30, 2010

The 365: Day 485

Friday, April 30, 2010 (120/485)

Lazer Dan and I went to the park. He hit the workout stations. I did too, but more like this.

Amy does not approve.

The four of us met up at Bake Squa, just like when we were all 18.

Spring Break.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

The 365: Day 484

Thursday, April 29, 2010 (119/484)

This makes me melt.

I don’t believe in karma. Sometimes good shit happens, and sometimes bad shit happens. People are going to do what they’re going to do, regardless of karmic reward or threat of an eternal fiery damnation. Lately it’s been bad.