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    Daredevil Spiders and Existential Dilemmas. PLUS the Mayans Predicted Screamo Crunk

    Posted on June 30, 2009 at 02:01 PM

    Listening to: Rex the dog The Knife Heartbeats remix

    Eating: eggs and avocado and Vicodin

    Drinking : lager mornings and Claret afternoons

    Heard another crash outside my window last night. Living next to a lethal intersection, I have dreams that the ghosts climb up the side of my building 14 floors and into my room, into my bed. The sound of screeching tires, then crashing glass and sirens always sirens…

    Why are there no public service announcements for Drunk Netflixing? It must be recognized as a harmful activity. Opened my mailbox today to find Twilight, Pi, and Millers Crossing. Wtf. No memory whatsoever of ordering those.

    Scooter 2 sized

    Another ticket on my ghetto scooter. WTF How? I was literally sitting inches away at a Starbucks the entire time! these crafty ninja cops are getting very Minority Report lately. Eerie. I have to say I’m quite impressed. Rode fast for a mile with the ticket flapping violently on the mirror until it tore off and disappeared. That takes care of that.

    I’m in a rare pocket of time post-mix/pre-tour, and although we have photo shoots and vids to prep for this week, as well as rehearsals and a full international setup for what will be our biggest and best album ever, I’m in a strange sad existential mental state. I think it’s simply because the last few months were so fucking relentless, and the voids that follow chaos are nauseating. Sometimes its easier in a frantic state to distract oneself from real life, then when it hits you, it really hits you. I remember my first and only skydiving experience. There was a massive rush of adrenaline, then the guy strapped to my ass like a Siamese twin deployed the shoot and we floated, bored, for 3 min, we landed, I walked behind a tree and puked.

    starting my mornings the same with eggs and avocado and a hacker pschorr beer. Read more about Byron's orgies and duels in Istanbul and Greece- bought a book of random facts and learned that a human head will stay conscious for 15 seconds after being decapitated by guillotine. -became WAY too preoccupied with that thought for WAY too long.  Got depressed. Started thinking of my age in terms of days, not years.. wonder why I never thought to throw a 10,000-day-old party when I was 27. Could have been the greatest party of all time. Fuck.

    Spider window sized

    Watched a spider make a web outside my window for an hour. Struggling to find the meaning in anything, i signed onto Myspace, and that's when the universe punched me in the dick by immediately streaming a new Brokencyde video. Oh wow. Is this real life? I laughed. I cried. In small violent spurts. My bitter face always returning to a perma-cringe. The Mayans predicted the end of days to be 2012, maybe they were just off by a few years? 

    Regardless, it’s a sign…an omen. Like a swarm of locusts, only much much more annoying. Thank you, Great Architect… I understand perfectly. my mission is clear, and there isn’t a moment to lose.  have to fix this shit. we have to return the music industry to its former glory. The golden age when the public had faith in media outlets and some songs were… actually… songs. Status: Reinvigorated.

    Mentally prepping for July 4th when our proud nation of pyromaniacs will celebrate independence and raise our glasses to honor those brave revolutionaries and original terrorists (O.T.’s) we call our founding fathers. Light match, stand away.

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    Late Night Naps on Mansion Steps

    Posted on June 24, 2009 at 05:00 AM

    moon over toronto on my last night

    Moon over toronto

    A little buzzed on Masi Campofiorin. I’m finally back among the concrete giants of Chi-town standing on a balcony as the headlights of the highway rice burners shimmer like plankton 300 ft beneath me.

    This morning I woke from a dream that i had a floorplan of the Stockholm airport tattood onto the palm of my hand. looking very terrorist-chic i shuffled down the block to caribou coffee to read another chapter of a Byron biography. A Korean friend perched on the wall nearby to wax philosophical for a minute. Her eyes following some unhappy moms pushing strollers of blobs, in a humorously thick accent she said, “you and me, we are not ordinary peoples. You know? You and me, we are other planet peoples.”

    Need to clear my head, came home, cranked some old school nyc hardcore, then Brittany If You Seek Amy, tegan and sarah’s cover of Dancing in the Dark, A7X scream, Peter Gabriel Mercy Street, and our new album in its entirety, burnt some toast, had a breakfast beer and dove back into the tempest that is KH post-studio pre-tour frantic beautiful chaos where my blackberry just vibrates relentlessly til the battery dies.

    this was my skyward view as i napped on the steps of a mansion down the street

    Mansion sized

    Last week, after Toronto, I made another detour to the big apple for label meetings, then headed to CT for a long-overdue family visit where my adorable grandma fortifies me with 127 pounds of fried chicken for the drive home.

    westbound, the roadside carnage was more diverse. An endless rigamortis succession of North American fauna: beavers, coyotes, skunks, deer, raccoon, rabbits, foxes. Thought of another t-shirt idea: (I'm Not Here Right Now), and a contender for my growing list of imagined band names that could be worse than ours, (The Sixth Annual Crawfish Boil).

    Things I learned from the journey

    1. if you are bored in a public restroom, a little white tape over one letter can turn a sign for a Baby Changing Table into a sign for a Baby Hanging Table.

    2. There is an Exit 0 in Indiana

    3. greatest street name ever is the 299th Combat Battalion Parkway

    4. this woman looks like E.T.

    ET chick sized

    i attended greg's bday sushi dinner where i presented him with a giant bottle of tequila in the shape of a tommy gun -which BTW he was rightfully mortified to be seen carrying around the city all night. it's now permanently displayed above the downstairs bar at Angels & Kings

    Greg tequila sized


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    Global Cooling

    Posted on June 15, 2009 at 05:39 PM

    Mixing is just about completed. Haven’t had a minute to breathe or post blogs, but the finish line is within sight. -been eating every day at a lesbian bar down the block called The Beaver and at a shack off the park called Chippy’s where they sell fried fish and blast death metal. I promise to post in more detail in a couple days.. in the meantime, here’s a pic of a local drifter whom i befriended. i call him The Maharaja and i promised not to disclose his exact location to certain area doctors or police.

    see, let this stand as exhibit A. 

    Me and santaclaus

    When certain sects of our counterculture claim to be 'anti-fashion' or 'utilitarian', they are 'full of shit'. When one expends just as much effort to appear as though you aren’t making a statement, then you are making a statement. –and ironically you are probably more self aware and trend conscious than any uptown fashion plate. Trust me, if you were dressing purely for function, you wouldn’t be wearing a Misfits Tshirt. Chances are, youd look more like this guy, holding a plate of tabouleh wearing a fucking eskimo poncho.

    Oh and i urge you to start each day, as i have lately, with a viewing of this masterpiece

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    Counting Dead Deer, Cabin Fever in Toronto

    Posted on June 8, 2009 at 07:21 PM

    Listening to: NPR

    Eating: my signature raccoon sandwich (swiss and mayo)

    Drinking: mitolo jester cab, too many old fashioneds at the bowery (tradition)

    Reading: canadian news… hockey mostly

    Mat airport sized

    Do I have time to go puke?

    Can you watch my bags while I go puke?

    Things I've said this morning to airport employees, while waiting for my flight back from a 24hr mind erasing trip to NYC. 

    left my blackberry on during takeoff. -didn't crash the plane as i had hoped.

    Mat hangover 3 sized

    5 days ago I drove from Chicago to Toronto in solitude to assist in the mixing of the album. Very meditative experience. Counted corpses along the way. 44 deer plus 3 severed deer heads. 11 Raccoons, 6 opossums, 1 bloated hairless stiff thing (wombat?), and one quick black field mouse who I personally equalized with my front left tire. I was surprised at the sorrow I felt afterwards.. maybe cos we are all rodents deep down – food for hawks.

    listened to an NPR piece about the collapse of GM while coincidentally driving thru Flint, MI. 

    -driving alone after several hours your mind starts to play tricks. i started reminiscing about the best summer of my life. I was 8 the first time the gypsies kidnapped me, and thats when i was taught how to dance and play the lute and steal spoons and cuff links. i learned how to stay warm for days by setting huge piles of rubber tires on fire. Then i started to think about when i was a fly... how i used to love drifting in the wind by the landfill. i'd land on an eggshell or on the eye of a dead squirrel, barf on them, suck it up, lay some larva, that was my thing. Delirium I guess you call it.

    So this is Canada. 14 hour days in the studio. no social life, no daylight. It’s like I put myself in a witness protection program. Songs are sounding incredible tho. Chibi from The Birthday Massacre came by to sing in the chorus of Mouth2Mouth. Blew us all away.

    Sara TBM sized

    Here i am trying to biodegrade into soil outside LaGuardia. only worked halfway.

    Mat hungover 1 sized

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    Lemon Pledge Tastes Amazing

    Posted on June 1, 2009 at 02:01 AM

    Listening to: Ministry –Stigmata, Catherine Wheel - Chrome

    Eating: instant oatmeal, vitamins

    Drinking: Super Tuscans exclusively from newly gifted KH challis

    Reading: old journals

    Glasses sized After all these sleepless nights we have finally wrapped up the recording of the album. Now I’d like to wrap myself up like a pharaoh’s sarcophagus and bury myself under my sand-colored blankets for about 200 years. I haven’t felt this dizzy since I was little, when I used to spray Lemon Pledge in my mouth whenever my mom asked me to dust the piano. 

    Sleep and bio-rhythms are such foreign concepts, and at this point I just. can’t. turn. off. Semi-fortunate since there is still a great deal left to do. Tomorrow I go to Toronto to assist in the mixing with David Bottrill who just finished working with our friends in Placebo and AFI.

    Amanda palmer sizedLast week Amanda Palmer lent her vocals to one of the new songs, and it’s mind-blowing. In this climate of economical collapse, it’s so cool when bands can collaborate in the true spirit of art. She’s a genuine visionary and I hope I can return the favor one day.

    Speaking of art, in the process of building off a previous cover concept I googled ‘children pirates’, which didn't give me any useful images, although I’m pretty sure instantly added my name to the FBI sex crime watch list database. Then, after hitting a mental wall, in an act of desperation I simply searched ‘cool image’. that's when the universe sent me this:

    Awesome_takes_practice sized

    i defy anyone to tell me why snowflake sweater white socks and these minorities could possibly be looking for instruction on 'awesome' from an arian dude who looks like the protagonist from every 80's ski film ever made, and who BTW is wearing stone washed Canyon River Blues and has man toe. 

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