i’m back music is being written. i don’t look unacceptable without a shirt on. i am really good at being cool. you can also follow my ramblings at treydamico.com. more to come luv t

you know what you did, Don.
don’t act like you’re surprised.
it’s on.
like Scudder and Justin a la Carnivale, it’s on.
except neither one of those guys were douchebags like you.
oh wait.
i meant to title this post:
“i just foolishly bought a new laptop!”
sorry, don!
keep up the good work!
carry on!
you’ll get what’s coming to you….
eventually.
anyhoo, i just bought a [...]

sorry people
i don’t give a frog’s fat ass about how much the cost of awesome blossoms are effing up your finances.
and you know what, i DO have a magic wand and i could wave it around and set the price of awesome blossoms to it’s 1998 prices.
but you can suck it, consumers!
now, maybe you’ve heard [...]

masonic is opening for the smoking popes and koufax outside at the mohawk! it’s an early show because of the dumb ass condos just built across the street from the mohawk. we go on at 8pm, koufax at 9, smoking popes at 10

it is late and i am in branson, misery.
in this days inn hotel room, i am safe.
i am safe and protected.
i am safe and protected specifically from any dried ejaculate or preseminal fluid (is that even a real thing?)
why am i safe?
because only really old people stay in this hotel.
and my sleepy, road-worn mind cannot [...]

hi folks!
boy, oh boy!
i’m over it.
way over it.
let’s see… i not only missed nine inch nails and kanye last nite, but i missed blues traveler as well!
dang.
but i did get to see the most awesome dude alive: Saul Williams!!
he kicked my ass! both in my earhole (i guess that would be the earholeass) [...]

hi folks
once again, i find myself at this quaint, authentic, turn-of-the-century, parisian, jazz-inspired coffee shop called ‘Starbucks’ here in chicago.
i would have to say that this may just be the sleeper highlight of my whole trip!
yesterday i meant to catch does it offend you, yeah? but they were all the way across the park. [...]

so today is day 2 of lollapalooza 1995 but day 4 of my trip to chicago
i wonder if such masters as Rembrandt and Chris Isaak sat in this same jazz-inspired coffeehouse back in the early 1920s when they were creating their masturpieces?
because i definitely can feel the magic in the air tonight.
i [...]

way too much time travel!
we actually went back to the early part of the 1990s as we entered the great state of Misery.
the state of misery is home to half of mcdonald’s golden arches, the st. louis cardinals, and the lowest, per-capita number of even remotely attractive women.
but now i’m in chicago at a parisian [...]