John Trent

http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/1-Conversation.mp3
http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/2-KatieWalker.mp3
http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/3-KatieWalkerReprise.mp3
http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/4-IntoTheWoods.mp3
http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/5-RunForCover.mp3
http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/6-GunSong.mp3
http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/7-AMansRest.mp3
http://www.johntrent.net/Muldoon/8-TheDescent.mp3

Live at Studio Seven tonight.

One Summer day I hit record and played a simple tune
But left the window open and preserved the sounds of June.
Now, when I listen I don't hear the melody;
Instead, I'm mesmerized by the unintentionally
Captured sounds of nature in the bustling city,--
The accidental noise of a joyful bird singing--
And though the track is useless for production
Its value far surpasses my intention.

Sometimes when I'm cold and lonely
That little bird's song keeps me company.

New song, finally. It's on my myspace. It's a good one but it's sad.

10 hours from now I will be a musician instead of a student.

It's ten minutes from deadline and
I can't stop this spinnin'...
I can look it in the eyes but
Still can't get in
The rhythm to get me what I came here for--
Something to inspire me to explore
This opportunity laid upon my plate--
My silver spoon is dusty
And I can't remember what I came here for.

I've been here a thousand times
And I've made up my mind:
I'll walk the line--forget the consequences.

* * *

I'm ten hours from completion,
And what a trip it's been--
Four long years devoted
To something I could hardly begin.
Now that it's almost over
My mind's becoming free
To follow the direction
That so long's been calling me.

I'm belittling what I've gained
In earning this degree,
And can't pretend it's on my own
This day has come to be;
'Though it's not what I wanted,
I'm proud I've followed through
And finished what I started
So I can begin anew.

MySpace ads always remind me that I might as well be dead if I don't have some fly honey chattin' it up with me wanting to be my girl

I'm pretty sure once I graduate I will never pull another all-nighter again. At least NOT AGAINST MY WILL...

Who am I kidding, my free will is gone... I am the coffee, boy.

i'm shooting for a final gpa of exactly pi. hahahahahahahaaaaa

    I
Twenty years after my first,
A simple man of simple verse
Laid the book beside my bed
And cared not what entered my head.
When a line had taken shape
Knowing not where it may take me
Let the line become my mind,
And pen in hand left this behind:

I've got to get a move on
Or I'm gonna sink on down

    II
One and twenty years of age
Wading through torrential rain,
Some peak of Everest in my gaze;
Yet the climb is cloaked in haze . . .
Downward now I would descend
If not for labor to this end
Of those around me; not my own
Ignominious laughter at their throne:

Oh, I've got to get a move on
Or I'm gonna, I'm gonna sink on down

    III
As for me, the difficulty's
Finding ways to justify my
Being here, so near the end,
Yet so ready to rescind
My station at this Nation's post.
When I pass up Holy host
A passionate intensity
Brings to life the best in me.

Oh, I've got to, got to get a move on
Or I'm gonna, I'm gonna sink on down

no sugar tonight dun doodah no sugar tonight and no tea

nothin like a good old fashioned all nighter. i sure could use an old fashioned right now, not too sweet now, just like dear old dad would make em

James Fenimore Cooper: "As it is a rule of humanity that the upright and well-intentioned are comparatively passive, while the designing, dishonest and selfish are the most untiring in their efforts, the danger of public opinion's getting a false direction is four-fold, since few men think for themselves." (1838)

William Butler Yeats: "The best lack all conviction, while the worst / Are full of passionate intensity." ("The Second Coming," January 1919)

October 12, 2007 (LPAC)--The wealthiest 1% of Americans earned 21.2% of all income in 2005, according to the IRS - a record beating even the dot.com bubble days of the 90s. It was "only" 19% in 2004, and beats the 20.8% of 2000. The entire bottom half of the population earned only 12.8% of all income, down from 13.4% in 2004 . The IRS says this income disparity was last seen in the 1920's, although they don't have precise records for that era.

President Bush, asked about this by the Wall Street Journal yesterday, responded: "First of all, our society has had income inequality for a long time. Secondly, skills gaps yield income gaps." His No Child Left Behind is aimed at solving that, he said. He made no mention of his "No Child Left Alive" veto of the SCHIP children's health insurance bill.

"The president said it is not Congress' job to make decisions regarding the war."

From an article on CNN.

"Section 8. The Congress shall have power... To declare war"

From the Constitution of the United States of America.






..."This is not a Democracy." -Officer Miller

Song for Rose

Weighing in at some 20 years of age,
A certain young man--smile on his face--
Took aim upon sweet Katie Walker,
The sole offspring of a middle-aged father
Who cared for nothing more than his daughter;
Whose wife had abandoned him and her own daughter,
And run off together with some wealthy doctor,
Never to see her older than a toddler.

And oh, she was beautiful to this young man
Who dreamed of holding hers in his own hand.

And so he approached her, offered his name,
And soon it was clear that she felt the same
Connection as he did, and so they were friends
Who grew ever closer, but she wouldn't bend
And give in to love, she just couldn't stand
To lose another, her heart yet to mend
From the curse of her mother; unable to trust
Young Katie Walker held no place for love.

Yet he unceasingly gave all he had
Convinced Katie Walker should never be sad,
And still she was nervous, months down the road,
As he slowly and patiently helped her unfold
And break down the walls that had taken their hold
Entrenched in and blocking the light in her soul.
And as light escaped from the depths of its cell,
Each loved the other, and loved well.

I just saw another one of those credit report commercials. The one where the guy says "I'm thinking of a number between 420 and 850. It's my credit score, and the higher it is the more money I save." What a crock of shit, savings. I'm going to save money on interest! The people who created your credit score are the same people who created credit cards. Now you get awarded for using their system more; the more they know about you, the more money you "save." It's like a Safeway Club Card (TM). But the whole interest system is a fucking scam invented by banks and credit lenders to make money off of money. I just laugh every time I watch it... I don't have a credit score--I checked--and I don't want to get one. I won't buy into their ridiculous scheme of money-lending. Fuck it. What ever happened to money representing some silver and gold locked up in Fort Knox? Now money is just some mysterious number which, the bigger your number, the bigger it will get. But the more you make, the more you spend.

Yo my roomate's lookin to sell his PS3 if anyone wants to buy one or know someone who does... He needs the money haha what a n00b.

good lord in heaven