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Liam Butler

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[29 Jun 2007|03:35am]
IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE WE DID STUFF



fuck it, you guys, i'm making plans
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[27 Jun 2007|05:36pm]
i mean, this could be premature
but i think the weather is turning
pushing me into the beautiful water and colour summertime



i will be in white shorts and basketball jerseys

no laces/no socks/no problems
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[11 Jun 2007|12:05am]
things i am into right now:

- midi flutes
- the deepest of golden tombs
- triangles
- moving very very slowly

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[11 Apr 2007|02:02am]


I've been finishing this semester at school with no focus or motivation. It has pretty much been a disaster for my gpa, but a blessing for my constitution. Once this mess is over with, things will slide into a relaxed atmosphere of slow planning for tour in May. We'll be gone for a month.

I have been interested in a lot of things lately, but nothing really concrete. Colours, patterns, conceptual places, non-romantic industrial nostalgia. A big project for myself that I have had in mind was planting a garden set to yield many salad and tea making things in the late summer, but a weird schedule has pretty much prevented this. Now I need to re-think it all with plants that will yield later on.

It was weird telling my manager about tour; I don't know if she really understood. Later that day one of my co-workers thought it was really dumb that I wanted to put on this TLC cd that I had found. Then I walked around the fucked up hyperreal zone that is the Granville Island Market on my break.

There are lots of new and exciting things happening to me and many of my friends.

I've been listening to Aaliyah, Abe Vigoda, Old Time Relijun, Old Bridge, & Lucky Dragons.

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[04 Apr 2007|02:06am]
[ music | weird times/rough nights ]


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[27 Mar 2007|10:21pm]
[ music | who will take care of my garden when i'm on tour? ]










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thing [24 Mar 2007|08:17pm]
from leah



1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to knowyou better! If I already know you well, expect the questions may be alittle more intimate!
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

questions & answers )
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[11 Mar 2007|11:36pm]
Things I notice in the market on my break, part 1:

- Bird feet creep me out
- People will pay lots of money for predictable still life paintings of pomegranates
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heartbreaker [18 Feb 2007|03:07pm]
[ music | lucky dragons ]

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new homes [13 Feb 2007|12:11am]
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[12 Feb 2007|01:01pm]
[ music | everything ]







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arizona [09 Feb 2007|12:33am]
[ music | gardening ]







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[18 Jan 2007|04:36pm]
[ music | 4, 5 cats off in my 'lac now ]










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[16 Jan 2007|07:52pm]
[ music | step in the name of love ]









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[15 Jan 2007|09:56pm]
[ music | diamond rings 2007 ]








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[14 Jan 2007|06:22pm]
[ music | gorecki ]







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[14 Jan 2007|03:26am]
[ music | orfeu negro ]

An epic snowball fight at 3am followed by a visit to the bakery where fresh bread was had.

Goodnight.

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[12 Dec 2006|01:07pm]
I haven't been sleeping properly for weeks, so when I finally had a normal sleep last night it gave me really intense & vivid dreams.

Last night I was at a boarding school in France which was really just someone's house. There were thousands of hats in it and two mysterious kids who sort of followed me around and reminded me of things I had to do. The whole dream took place on the night where I needed to be staying up and writing an essay on something or another before I left for Hungary. There were many cameos in the dream too which is weird because a feeling that I remember distinctly from it was an overarching loneliness that I was in this fucked up boarding school without anyone I knew. Theo was there for a couple seconds sorting two stacks of hundreds of duplicates of two fictional books on a kitchen island and Zev appeared in a sitting room playing the guitar a couple times.

More happened but as I'm sitting here trying to type it all out it's fading away really fast.
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its not like this journal was the bastion of integrity in the first place [05 Dec 2006|04:45pm]
[ music | king sunny ade ]

P: Is it important for you to have the art and music overlap?

BC: There are people who seem to be on the verge of going either way, and something kicks in to support either the visual or the auditory. Maybe if you are in a rush for success you follow the one that is the most successful, and the other falls to the wayside. It doesn't even seem to matter which one you're good at-- it's whatever people like. That's a different story than good or bad.

I have to boil this down to some sort of basic thing for me. I try to drum each day. It's therapeutic. I've been recording solo crap-- literally crap-- almost everyday Lightning Bolt's not jamming. I'm addicted. I love it. Like any exercise, it ‘s so liberating if you do it hard. It just so happens to have a byproduct that's more beautiful or emotive than jogging.

Each day I also try to draw. It's a similar expulsion of buildup: Milking the cows every morning. Checking the chickens' eggs. Why should that be limited to a certain medium? Shit builds up inside you on multiple levels; if you don't degrease the system it clogs. Drawing brings me back to reality by sending me past reality, a sort of out-of-body perspective. The drawings creep off the page; they have to, if you believe in liberation. They climb to the walls the ceiling, they surround… they surround the drums. (I spend time decorating our practice room, and the rest of my house.) They influence the sound; before you know it they don't want to be dislodged from each other. They cohabitate, so they actually complement. They form and inform each other: I dumped a bag of jellybeans in a shallow wood box and covered them with glue. The jellybeans were making me sick. They went from friend to enemy, now they hang on the wall. I pass them on the way to the drum room. I'm wound up on sugar, singing jellybean songs. The colors could make a nice print; the print could cover the walls; glued jellybeans all across the floor. We could and should be writing a song based on fourteen small colored circles next to each other overlapping slightly. Why not? I come out of drumming with images in my head; drumming opens valves to drawing, back and forth.

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[09 Sep 2006|12:04pm]


AIR BALLOON BEAUTIFUL MORNING
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