Goodmorning/evening everyone! I haven't updated in ages! Well since my last post, which was around the time of the Abloom show, I have gotten better from my sick ness, and we have been getting ready to record.
I starting taking singing lessons with this lady named Gloria Bennet. She taught the singers from: OFfspring, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Guns n Roses, and Motley Crue. Crazy that they were all her students, and now I am.... hopefully that will lead to better things.
I have bought several new things in the last couple months, including: 2 New Washburn Guitars with EMG Active Pick-ups, Takamine Acoustic Guitar, Mesa Boogie 4x12 Cab, Roland JC-120, and I helped my brother pay for his new Mesa Boogie Powerhouse 1000 Cab.
We are trying to set up a west coast tour for the summer. We have been writing new songs, and changing some old ones just to finalize them all so that we can record them. We are finally going to have an EP to sell at shows! We are working on other merch at the shows, if you have any suggestions for merch, such as any item you think would look cool with a Turbulent logo on it, let me know!
Well seeing how this is a long entry, I might as well put up a few stories:
1: I am not sure if I mentioned earlier in my posts about the accident that I got into at Pierce College, so I will just say it anyway. This is back in September. I am normally late for school (and most other things as well) and this time, this one special day I decided to be different and get ready and go to school early. This is about 10-15 mins before class, I turn into Pierce's road, and I come to a stop sign. No one is a around so I decided to drive through it and in the corner of my eye I see a girl come speeding twoard the stop sign perpendicular to me. I am practically all the way through the stop sign, thinking that she was going to stop. Well she tried to qucikly turn right, and she smacked into the side/back of my Suburban. She caused almost 3,000 in damages, and I still havent gotten it all fixed. It took forever for her insurance comapny (21st Century) to take liability. Her father tried to deny that it was her fault, until he felt stupid that there was a witness who testified to the insurance company. I really need to fix my car soon, because I have been looking into giving it a 4" lift with new 36 inch tires (raising my car a total of 7 inches). But that will come after the window tinting and the sound system, which cannot be worked on until they replace the side-back door. Oh well, its still my truck and I think its still bad ass. Strang thing is that now I want to get a tour bus for the band, but for now, my truck will do. I acutually named my truck TREST(1994 Chevy Turbo Diesel Suburban.... rare find that almost no one else has in the valley! yeah!!!!). I named it that, because I was refering to it as the Turbulent Tour Truck, and then I noticed that there are three T's so I could go: TTT or T3 but thats lame! So i took the spanish word for 3 (Tres) and added a T to the end making it Tres T. So yeah.... that's that story!
Story number 2: The other night, my friend Dillon needed to be picked up from his girlfriend's house. It was about 12:30AM when he first asked, and I still hadn't known where she lived. Of course, against my hopes that she lives close, she lives in Pasedena. I'm thinking: I can go home and be a good son and stay inside and just go to sleep, or I can help my friend out because he will probably have to sleep outside if no one comes to pick him up (hes young, at his girlfriends house, and doesnt want her dad to chop off his balls so he probably would sleep outside). So I decided to be the good person thazt I am (sucker) and go pick him up. At about 1:30AM when im on the 405, going to the 101 E, my mom calls my cell phone wondering when im going to be home. I told her that John (my bother) and I would be home in a few minutes (total lie). She believed it and went to sleep instead of waiting for us (my smoothness on the phone worked... yes!). The only thing is that I didnt know that she just went to sleep, so I was paranoid for the next hour and a half, worrying and waiting to see if she would call me because she was waiting up for us. I had it running through my head that I was doing something good for someone and at the same time run the risk of getting into trouble (shows to me how doing good things, no matter what time, can still be a bad thing that gets you in trouble). Anyway, so I pick him up, and he pays me like $5. If you have never driven to paseda, its like 7 or 8 gallons for my suburban, and that's about $15 or $16, I got $5 plus it was really late at night. It's cool thought because he is my friend and I'm just a nice person, I guess. But yeah we are coming back home and on the fucking 118 freeway, right before the exit, the highway patrol had the freeway marked off and everyone was held at a stop. I think we were there for almost an hour, because I dropped Dillon off at 5 AM and got home at about 5:15 AM right when my mom decided it would be good to wake up. She sees my brother and I sneaking back into the house and we get into trouble. How lame is it that I did something good for someone and come home to get punished. My parents didnt even care that I picked him up when he didnt have a ride. Oh well!
Well I hope to update this soon again, but I forget about live journal a lot. Anyway, take care!
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