The Lead Griefcase

01/23/2025

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Clips of Shelley Long playing Diane Chambers in Cheers.Featuring Sam Malone, Diane Chambers, Ernie Pantusso, Carla Tortelli, Cliff Clavin and Norm Petersonht...

12/30/2024

Diggin' in...

So apparently there's this Ann-Margret lady who dances.

12/09/2024

Picking up steam...

This raccoon is on the way out of this dumpster.

10/24/2024

Video = 3/5
Sound = 3.5/5

You tried to steal what I don't have.I tried to bait a move you can't do.I totally ripped off the In Sound Mind title screen for the chord progression, but t...

10/10/2024

Going Dark

Just a little copy/paste of my favorite scene from Dark Souls III

08/17/2024

Get down get dowwwwwn!

Just having fun with electric string instruments and video effects and free b-roll clips. This took three days off and on.Even though the media clips were fr...

08/13/2024

Join me at the Clambake!

ChromaLeaks forever. Uhwut?

07/29/2024

Comm link unstable...

Out of the can transitions, but I'm picking up speed.

07/25/2024

simply vibin'

Nothing major. Just vibing.

07/23/2024

It's getting serious.

This is just a tech demo of my new drum sequencing techniques.I'll do your drums for you if you ask nicely enough.Reposted for audio levels. Rookie mistake.

03/10/2024

I'm a man of music and verse but this should be a painting-
In the dark of might with a blood moon high in the sky, a woman with a black eye and devilish grin on her face walking dead center toward the viewer up a brick path from the front door of a house engulfed entirely in flames. She is carrying a gas can.
The Title: Nothing Left but the Future

03/09/2024

"Yeah you...
You'll come back
Just to leave me on my knees, yeah.
You've come back just to
Lead me on so please, yeah.
You'll come back
Wearing deep into my
Faith in daylight."

If you're fly, the sky's lying.

03/08/2024

ObjectiveSubjects

I been trying to see it things differently
Than the way they usually appear to me
Because you asked nicely
Because I'm so stubborn
Because I want to be a true scholar

I heard light rays can bend
So too the truth, Quasar Heart.
I part my lips? You hear my eyes speak.
See evil. Speak evil. Do your worst!

I hear your voice, the truth starts to bleed

Like ink on a su***de letter
Bathed in tears.
I just wish I knew you better.
Who's got the years to spare?

I'll be plotting a course.
Graphing the facts.
I'll be jotting it down.
Observing the acts.
I'll be looking at it differently
I'll be thinking scientifically
From now until I breach the horizon.

Now I might've been Shakespeare or Sarte
Not worth the time, still an open book
Tried to get a read on you,
Lines rearranged every second look

Thick as vodka, the prose just not that dense
Now it's time for the top shelf quiz
Fail me for knowing it don't make sense
Is what not is not what that itself is?

Write about your nightmares if you have to
But don't give them in place
Of the space between you and me.
I'll be plotting a course.
Graphing the facts.
I'll be jotting it down.
Observing the acts.
I'll be looking at it differently
I'll be thinking scientifically
From now until I breach the horizon.

02/27/2024

On "communication:"
I find that things are typically easy to explain. I have, however, experienced a good amount of difficulty being understood. This troubled me until just a few moments ago, actually. I wondered just how carefully a person's words must be chosen before the sheer effort involved in their organization was recognized and that maybe some effort should be wagered in decoding them with some candor.
I would beg away from the trappings of split-second facial expressions and microgestures...
I knew a million misunderstandings found refuge there and used my words to avoid them.
Still, as if i'd lied to them a million times to match, the words i chose were filtered through whatever preconceptions the listener already had.
I would take this a defeat.
What i learned just mere moments ago, though:
My capacity to explain and your capacity to understand are independent of each other. One having no authority to scale the other.
What is left is a simple matter of priority. Does what i'm saying matter to you?
That realization contained my self-indictment and, coincidentally, my liberation. I had to resist taking it personal if my words are of no import.
So, moving forward, i'll just keep chosing my words a precisely as a razor's edge. If that doesn't find purchase between the listener's web of loosely connoted, mindlessly parroted syllables and understandably private set of motivations, then...
It's fine. Probably wasn't that important, anyway.

01/05/2024

I have been through a lot of s**t, but many *many people have been through the same.
I have had friends. I have seen love from the inside. I have known this world for what it is. I have been truly blessed. And everyone reading this has helped me realize that:
Not only could it have been far worse but also that it really couldn't have been much better. Would've been nice to know at the impetus of the journey, but every advance in civilization has its leading edge. My mind's blade has been dulled in the frontier. The wear and tear is well-earned and well-spent. At least now, i know what stone to renew it with.
I am currently in the fire, but i burn not. I am being reforged again. I'm hot. I'm in a great deal of pain.
But i have been here before and i'm not scared this time.
I rejoice that i'm fit for refurbishment and not tossed in a pile of refuse.

12/05/2023

I've almost always loved on purpose.
I've been surprised once.
Another time i was sought out.
This differentiation is moot.
For the divers ways in there's only one out.
And i don't know it.
This is a problem.
Don't treat your heart like someone else's backpack.
Don't carry a backpack.
Just go.