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  1.  (10512.1)
    Still experimenting here. Want to see if there's room for a once-in-a-while 24-hour thread - as with yesterday's - as well as these Open Mic gigs. Which I rather enjoy. Let's see.

    The Rules:

    OPEN MIC is here for you to vent, to express, and to learn. This is your chance to perform -- but you're also in the audience, guv, and are expected to behave as such. So your skits at the steely Whitechapel microphone will ALL and ALWAYS be divided into three sections:

    1: The Boo. The Get-It-Off-Your-Chest. The "I've-Had-A-Shit-Week-And-I-Need-To-Vent". Your chance to scream silently into the face of Internet apathy, and trepan your pressurized consciousness. Deposit your spleen here.

    2: The Huzzah. Wherein you tell us something which goes just a teensy way to mitigating the effects of the psychic turd you just laid on our heads. Perhaps it's a tiny hint of hope in an otherwise bleak situation. Perhaps it's an unrelated Thing Which Happened which made you smile rather than frown. Shit, maybe it's just a silly joke. Show us you can cope as well as carp.

    3: The Applause. You will choose one of your fellow whitechapellers, from this same thread. Doesn't have to be the person who posted before you - just someone whose story touched you. And you will offer them a word of advice, or comfort, or support, to help them with their own SECTION 1 Whinge. Doesn't have to be much. A sentence, a word, a bloody emoticon - whatever. Just a paltry donation to the art of Thinking Of Others. And try to avoid schmaltz, please, or the Urethral Maggots will feast anew. Circle of life, kids.

    Naturally, the first person to respond here is excused from Stage 3.

  2.  (10512.2)
    1. I've already vented a little about this. But... GODDAMN THESE NO TALENT BASTARDS NEED TO GO HOME AND FUCKING PRACTICE. Don't believe me? Take a look. It's embarrassing that there's shit like this from St. Paul, where I hail from. Don't get me wrong, the majority of music around here is boss as all hell. Holy shit though... FUCKING TAKE A FEW MONTHS TIME in one of your basements and practice a little for fuck's sake. And neither of you are gangsters, you're fucking posers is all.

    2. I got the highest score in my class in our first big test of the year (out of 2). I feel I am well on my way to this career I'm pursuing, and I feel I will enjoy it quite a bit and maybe even be good at it. Thankfully it isn't really a corporate gig, the nature of the job; that is something I've been trying to avoid my whole life. It is very, very interesting. Also, I think I have the concept down for my next LP and I think it could be really, really neat. I wanna tell a story with an album. Then... lastly, I scored a free ticket to ATMOSPHERE tomorrow, which has been sold-out since the day it went on sale.
  3.  (10512.3)
    1. Got an email back from Department of Homeland Security, applied there a few weeks ago and a rejection letter. Basically saying, "Sorry, but you don't have any experience." FUCKING hate the fact that in the legal profession, experience is necessary for any goddamn thing.

    2. Started reading Johnathan Frazen's "Freedom", and it's the first novel in a long time that struck me to the core, and leaves so many ideas in my head like planted bombs.

    3. @sonny. I have never liked rap, and I find them a mess. I like the fact that the people in the background, have nothing better to do, than to ignore them.
    • CommentAuthorKoltreg
    • CommentTimeFeb 21st 2012
    @Mostly Harmless I've got similar sentiments as far as job searching goes. I graduated almost 5 months ago with a web degree and despite having an internship for over a year, freelancing and doing a bunch of stuff that is "cool" but unrelated to web design (such as booking concerts, running Kickstarters and organizing events) and I'm having issues getting a job in any field.
    I decided today to just make myself a resource - find everything that I can on web design, start up a site for people in the same position (who are getting into the field at the beginning or who are looking for work.) Now I can call up companies for interviews for the site and find out what they want. If a company sees me doing this and says "hey we like what you are doing, we want to hire you!" Plus theoretical ad money, program samples and everything else are additional benefits.
    Looking for work sucks so make work for yourself as much as you can.
    I know it doesn't pay but there are usually a few places that look for free legal consultation that they can give out - that type of work can look good on a resume or do a blog on whatever legal stuff you focus on - there are plenty of people getting angry about the law they find in the news that screws them over - get them angrier by making them understand it.
    Either way keep at it.
    • CommentTimeFeb 21st 2012
    I had a kind of half-hearted hope that the Mic would be Open, as it were, when I got home, because I need it. Thank you.

    BOO: In kind of a weird headspace at the current moment. Spent the day w/ my family, and there's this cloud of memories... not bad ones, it's just... I don't like thinking about the past, because it's gone and I can't do anything about it. On top of that, helping my dad work on the building that's gonna be the storefront and kitchen and storage for their berry farm makes me afraid for my relationship w/ the fella. He doesn't want to stay in Tennessee forever. He makes industrial and electronic music, there's no real place for him in Nashville. I don't think I want to leave though. I'm proud of my parents' work on the farm and I want to be a part of it and I know that when they die, it'll be mine. No one really wants my half-brother to be involved, as we're all pretty sure he'd sell the land and just buy beer w/ it. My brother's cool, don't get me wrong... he's just not responsible. The fella and I have talked about it before and it's basically come to "we'll cross that bridge when we get to it". Still.
    Also, the cat I had as a kid passed away today. My grandparents' took her in when we moved years and years ago, and I went to see them before coming home, and my grandmother was crying. They had just buried her right before I got there. Ruby was a good cat. She was probably 15 years old (she was a stray when we found her, so I'm not sure), but she never seemed that old, the few times I'd seen her recently. Still running around outside, sometimes not showing up for a day or two. I'm just happy she died quietly, in my grandparents' house.

    HUZZAH: While working w/ Dad, we talked about stuff. It's really great to know that he wants to encourage me, whatever I do. It's still weird to hear him tell me to go after my dreams, as pragmatic as I see him. "The future isn't scary. The past can be, yeah, but the future ... Anything can happen in the future." It just means a lot, you know? Telling me that I should be more confident, take small steps (like skydiving! "If you can push yourself out of a plane, you can do anything!") to build up my confidence, stuff that I need to hear, even in my own head, more often.
    Oh, and tomorrow, I'm going to the movies w/ a friend I met on Tumblr. We met through a mutual admiration of Mark Lamarr, and we realized we lived in the same city. We met up for dinner once, before the holidays, so it's cool that we're gonna hang out again. We're going to see The Iron Lady, since it's the only movie out now I know anything about.

    APPLAUSE: Oh my, Sonny, those fellas in that video aren't very good. Do you have a link to some of YOUR work, since you said "next LP"? I'd like to hear anything musical from my Whitechapelians.
  4.  (10512.6)
    @ Brittanica: Last thing I made is called "The Parallel".
    • CommentTimeFeb 21st 2012
    Oh, hooray!

    - CRIPPLING LONELINESS. Well, kind of. Money has been tight lately what with a lot of saving, so I haven't been going out too much. Plus a lot of my friends have reached a point where they aren't really available (a fair spread of people who don't call unless they need advice on something, people addicted to work and people who are complete slaves to their significant others who either don't like me or don't like them doing something that doesn't involve a date night with just the two of them). Soooo I've been having a lot of meals for one lately and that's been getting to me a bit.

    - IMPENDING CAREER THAT ISN'T REALLY WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE. Potentially well-paying job is just a six-month internship away and if I'm good at it, I'll get some good money. While one half involves listening to great music and finding new talent, the other half involves a lot of legal mumbo jumbo that I'm not sure I'll be able to be savvy on. And the pressure my parents (primarily my father) is putting on me for this is REALLY getting on my nerves.

    - GOING TO LA IN APRIL. See above for the impending career. I'm going there for MusExpo to learn more about The Industry. Have never been to the West Coast, so it should be fun!

    - PUNCHING THINGS PROVIDES BURST OF ENDORPHINS. Nothing more to add, really. Boxing tonight and working myself hard REALLY got me out of the depression funk I've been in.

    - SAMURAI CHAMPLOO. Mister Hex loaned this series to me and it's just DAMN fine.

    - ALAN IS A DARLING. He really is.

    @Britt that's awesome that you enjoy working on the berry farm. And don't worry too much about things with the boy. Something will get figured out. Just don't leave if you don't want to, okay?

    @Mostly Harmless. Man...three years in film school along with a collective three years of internships and LOADS of freelance experience later and I STILL can't get hired in this town. I feel ya.
    • CommentAuthorPooka
    • CommentTimeFeb 22nd 2012
    everyday is a god damned let down...i've basically been under house arrest since my truck broke down. I rarely get the chance to leave, so i'm going kinda crazy. I've barely seen the sun in's no good for me but what the fuck am i supposed to do? I can't walk anywhere because of the arthritis, and it's so cold most days out there that the ache and pain I'd go through for a few minutes of sun isn't worth it anyway...
    i've tried to cheer myself up with painting, but while i have a lot of fun doing it, i'm not getting too many positive responses from folks. my skills aren't what they used to be...not remotely...and it's frustrating feeling like i"m starting over again.
    that girl I really wanted to hang out with...i guess i scared her off before I even got to meet her in person. heart is heavy...
    i've had company the last few days...unfortunately it's in the form of my hubs, my dj, and another old guy friend of mine, and they've all decided to basically form a "let's see how annoying we can be to pooka before she kills us all" club. I just can't have a pleasant time with other people apparently...
    I so desperately need some fun in my life...i've been in this kind of low to neutral mood for too long...i tried ordering a new copy of skyrim (first copy got destroyed by others), and for weeks I sat and waited, excited as hell about finally having a nice distraction from the monotony. When I got my package in, I opened it....empty disc....I...was...not....happy.
    there's a big nerd convention run by one of my friends next weekend. only forty bucks to spend the weekend with free food and drink and partying and all sorts of fun, but I don't even have the forty it would take to go. I wanted to go last year too but couldn't. it's so fucking frustrating i'm trying really hard not to break down right now. i'm waiting on two very large chunks of money in the form of three years worth of taxes and a large disability settlement check but right now, I'm broke as hell and barely keeping afloat.
    My husband keeps going back and forth from being supportive and optimistic, to soul crushed depression within the span of a day or so...he keeps going back and forth between us spending a big chunk of our refunds on merchandise to resell (and make a huge profit on), or him quitting the collectibles business altogether and just going back to school. I get upset when he says he wants to quit. It's been something we've done together since we owned our first comic book store...and i'm not so sure the kind of job he'd be getting would be much better than what we're doing now.
    Kinda pissed off at one of my ...well, used to be my star artist. I hosted his first comic book show and helped promote his first comic. last year at my show i sat down with him and a couple other guys and planned out this years event. When I invited him this year, he refused to even reply at all...Ya know...I went through MONTHS of frustration and hours of my time putting an event together to help promote HIM. the least he could do is give me a "sorry I'm already booked" message....ya know...something...
    don't ignore me dammit...i hate being ignored...

    Dj brought us a clothes dryer last night (ours broke). finally I can take down the stiffly drying clothing that's festooned my house for the last month. YAY SOFT TOWELS AND BLANKETS!
    ummm....hmm....well, i've at least kept a steady stash of weed to help calm the nerves, deaden the pain, and keep the food down. that always makes all this bullshit a little easier to deal with...

    @oldhat (i always end up commenting on your stuff...i can identify with your issues a lot :)
    if i were remotely anywhere near you I'd keep you company for dinner...and i promise i wouldn't bitch as much as I do on here :P
  5.  (10512.9)
    The Boo

    I am still unemployed after over a year and my employment insurance has expired. While there's nowhere near as much pressure accompanying that as there should be, I really do want to get back into work. My money's dwindling and I just need a damn job.

    The Huzzah

    I'm currently being considered for three jobs. It was four up until about an hour ago, but I obviously didn't get that. I had an interview on Monday with a magazine publishing company who need a Journalist/Editor and I believe I'm going to be invited back to meet the heads of publication and perhaps take part in a writing test. I hear back from them on Thursday or Friday. I'd very much like this to put an end to a particularly shitty round of joblessness and get back to earning good money.

    The Applause

    @Mostly Harmless, boy oh boy do I understand the whole fucking experience schtick. I'm sure everybody on this forum does, actually. Keep hacking away at the bastards and someone will eventually hire the shit out of you. That's all people such as ourselves can do.
    • CommentAuthoricelandbob
    • CommentTimeFeb 22nd 2012
    i will hold off on this till tomorrow. Then i may have some news fo y'all....
      CommentAuthorDoc Ocassi
    • CommentTimeFeb 22nd 2012
    ### The Boo ### & ### The Applause for Sonny ###
    This has been at the top of my play list for the last while.
    Immortal Technique - Rich Mans World

    ### The Huzzah ###
    My use of the word 'Fuck' has increased in the last few days.
  6.  (10512.12)
    Le boo

    I cannot seem to write poetry: I am a poet. This is a problem.

    I just...I just don't seem to have it in me - I can write witty ditties or deconstructive clever-clogs poems that take forms that fart over cliches but can I write a poem that I like and comes from me without direct emotional stimulus from another human and that's genuine?
    Can I balls.

    I can write prose that's genuine and I can write plays, opera, film, performance of all sorts but I'm a poet, dammit.
    I tried writing a poem as a break from the prose today and it was terrible.
    I've felt like this for close to a year now - it's's possible I just don't have any poetry left in there at all.

    Thanks for listening interrornet.

    Le celebré

    Chapter 4 got done today, this is my final WNO week so all focus will be on THE BOOK [to me it's always in capitols until it's finished, I'm not shouting - don't worry, I'm not crazy yet...that's for when there's another one of these in a month and I've almost finished THE BOOK] and the short film.

    @ Oldhat & Pooka - be patient, Whitechapel veterans. Good things come to those who...Also, if I remember correctly, you've pulled through worse before.
  7.  (10512.13)

    An Unholy Trinity of utter bullshit today. 1) My friend emailed to say his dog had died. I'm not a dog person, and I don't normally get emotional about animals but I considered Milly a friend. She was a guide dog until she retired a few years ago - my friend saw her as both his saviour and as a surrogate daughter for giving him back his independence after losing his sight through a degenerative eye disease. She was a wonderful and highly patient companion, and we got on extremely well - she'd always get really excited when 'Uncle Jonny' came to visit. She found adjusting to retirement quite hard at first - a younger, fitter dog had taken her place, but the last time I saw her, about eight months ago she looked old but still happy and healthy. Old for a labrador I believe, but still immensely sad and I'll miss her, and I know he's going to be devastated.

    2) My partner had some bad medical news today, not life threatening in any way, but she's facing an agonizing decision that's going to be hard for both of us whichever way it goes and I. Just. Want. This. Stuff. To. End...

    and then 3) thirty seconds from hearing about that and still in the clinic, I get an email from my mother to tell me that a very close relative, who's had some severe health troubles for some years quite possibly has a really bad degenerative illness. The good is that they're getting closer to a diagnosis, the bad is what they think it is and I'm worried sick for both her and my parents whose stoicism is being tested.


    I spent the weekend in Brighton, went to the Outer Church on Friday and then to Simon Price's Spellbound eighties indie night on Saturday, both of which were utterly, utterly awesome despite leaving me exhausted and broke. Came home with ideas and plans, and when I've recovered might start executing them. And I'm not in the office tomorrow, I get to drive around a few locations near to home and then go for a pub lunch with a dear colleague. And then Friday I'm off to a work related awards dinner in Derby, where hopefully my corporate hackery has won something...


    @bob - intrigued, hope it's good news.
    @oldhat, keyofsilence, mostly harmless, good luck with the whole 'future/employment' thing. I don't envy being in that position at all and count my blessings of being in tolerable employment daily.
    @brittannica - I cried like a baby when my childhood cat died... sucks
    • CommentTimeFeb 22nd 2012 edited
    @Ben G - I find poetry is the hardest art to force. Stop trying, it will come back (works for me anyway, I have huge periods of no poetic inspiration, and intermittent bursts where | just have to scribblle madly to get it all down).

    @Sonny - Exciting news about the new album ideas man. And yeah, those guys suck. Glasgow's full of no-talent dickwipes doing poorly conceived "hiphop" about stabbing people and drinking. At their shows they get drunk as fuck and basically bellow thinly-veiled, pseudo-ironic ned pish into mics... for every talented emcee like the incredible likes of Loki or Louie Deadlife, there are ten fucking un-evolved, proto-simian assholes... I hate hiphop shows here for the most part. I almost (not quite) miss the unattended, shit-sound-quality basement gigs in Edinburgh, where even if the venue sucked and the audience were nonexistent, I got to listen to the likes of Eaters.

    (aaaand breathe....)

    IZ GUD

    Moved house - the new place is smaller but in good nick and really cosy. Settled into routine, working at the kitchen table on stories and tracks... I can deal, basically. Stuff between myself and The Woman is better than its ever been, and I feel like I'm starting to circle round some sort of actual style and approach to writing that is my own and no-one elses. My writing tutors are incredibly supportive and keep reassuring me that it's all about producing quality work, rather than getting there first... I no longer feel like the local folk I consider my peers are rushingon ahead to fame and glory while I'm left wallowing in obscurity, afraid to submit my stuff anywhere for fear of failure. Instead, I'm confident that when I'm ready, I'll find my place. I'm finally, at last, getting some confidence in my own abilities as a writer.


    I have to get a job again next month! That's a stupid bloody thing to bitch about really, but being a full-time student has been HEAVEN. Anyway I'll shut up about that, The Woman is reading over my shoulder and hitting me in the arm.... I think if my life had a face she would punch it, to paraphrase the drummer from Sex Bob'omb.


    Well done to Sonny and OOldhat for the good job news! Killer work guys. Hope it's loads of fun and financially rewarding.

    • CommentAuthorKoltreg
    • CommentTimeFeb 22nd 2012
    Huzzah -
    My semi fake scam attempt of calling up companies for interviews to go on a blog on web design is actually proving beneficial as I am figuring out what I need to learn and coming to terms with the fact that I could easily just work as a business manager and deal with clients and finances. It's like Dungeons and Dragons but for boring people.
    Also doing the blog is letting me retrain my skills and work on my nonfiction writing.

    @texture Glad to hear you are getting to write and you are getting somewhere with it. Finding inspiration and getting to run with it is pretty fantastic.
    It seems like the forum could support a job search griping thread that would eventually lead to forum members starting an online business to make money.
  8.  (10512.16)
    gratis kudos

    @ Koltreg -
    "It's like Dungeons and Dragons but for boring people."
    Yes. This. Welcome to the world of office work, sir. I'm glad we'll be on the same page.
      CommentAuthorCameron C.
    • CommentTimeFeb 23rd 2012
    BOO: My Neighbor, who last time I talked about bringing her to the hospital, I found out definitely does have cancer and she is not returning to the apartment. She is in a rehab place. She has been given a time frame.

    HUZZAH: Tomorrow I will (hopefully -_- ) be giving a Scrambled Circuits story to someone to doodle. I've already given one to a very talented illustratoress to draw and she has just been very excited to draw a comic of mine. So, the fourth collection of Scrambled Circuits comics looks like it will be five stories written by me with one drawn by me and four drawn by four other (far more talented than me) artists. We're pretty much gonna make the greatest comic ever. Or, at least, not many will say it sucks. I'm incredibly excited.

    @Brittanica: I recently had to put my kitty down, I know how that feels :'(
    @Doc Ocassi: This is good but it can always be increased even more. Always.
  9.  (10512.18)
    I have a borderline cold. There was going to be a date on Saturday that I ended up having to cancel because I don't like getting people sick, especially just before their birthday. So my throat is raw, my nose is slightly congested and I have raw nasal passages, and I'm trying to not pass that on to anyone else. It also apparently makes me become tired faster than I already do, so by the end of work yesterday I was barely functional, which is very bad for efficiency and the job. Guh. I want my fucking energy back, dammit. I also want to spend time with that cute guy and talk to him and cuddle and get some questions answered and all of that stuff, but that's obviously not going to happen anytime soon.

    Then there's the entire unemployment/partial unemployment not really bothering to mails checks to me (and my co-workers, apparently). I really could use the money, and I'd really rather not take money out of my savings account. I've got some resources I'm going to check out to get the checks coming in, but it's still frustrating. Especially when one of my co-workers, who is a single mother, had to jump through all sorts of hoops and still didn't get any help whatsoever. At least I don't have any children to worry about. And I don't have to worry about holidays coming up and trying to decide if I can work or not because daycare is so expensive.

    Not to mention the bureaucracy dragging their feet with getting some paperwork done so small businesses can sell food across state lines. Because the USDA and the state of WI have to be self important wankers and nitpick over unimportant things like logos instead of signing papers. We could be selling our pizzas in Duluth, which is much closer than Madison, Milwaukee, etc.

    I'm picking up the uke again until I get bored of it again, but it's nice to learn new songs and practice ones I know, and I found the tabs for "Blues Run the Game" which is one of the songs I've been wanting to learn and the chords are wonderfully easy. The intro is complicated finger picking stuff so I won't be bothering with that for a while, but at least I can learn it on the uke. Also, the lowest note on the (soprano) uke is C, which is very limiting. But new songs mean more songs and practicing staying fun longer.

    Also, I've been trying to get matching sets of flatware (silverware) via thriftstores and I have have been mostly successful with two patterns. It's very domestic and simple but it makes me happy, and it's been fun looking through the silverware sections to find one or two more pieces for the set. Interestingly, butter knives are the easiest to find, spoons are the hardest.

    @oldhat & Pooka and others suffering from the lonelies: *Hugs* I wish I could teleport and hang out and all of that stuff because being lonely sucks. Especially when there isn't much you can do about it.

    @keyofsilence & Koltreg & everyone else dealing with unemployment/money problems/job problems: I wish I had some useful and clever to say. Kudos to those who are keeping at it, and hugs to those that are struggling.
    • CommentTimeFeb 23rd 2012
    Applause and Hugs:
    @oldhat RE: Crippling meals for one. I feel you on that front. It can be a miserable thing, sharing a delicious meal with the spirit of someone you miss.

    @Trini If the man's worth his salt, he'll be around to answer questions and cuddle once you're mendt.

    The Boo:
    Sick. Haven't felt good since Monday night. Haven't been to work since Monday, either. Haven't really talked to my wife in what feels now like forever. We had our baby in November, and life has been so baby focused. Baby focused is fine when that's where both partners are, but I'm starting to rearrange again, and she's still baby-momma, which is fine, but lonely. It doesn't help that we've been having mental-intimacy issues that she has issues about, but refuses to talk to me about, though can talk to a mutual friend who (better or worse) told me about the issues, but refuses to open that can with me, when i present the opener.

    The Huzzah:

    • My job is such that paid time off is something I have, so three days just means a busy week next week and no loss of income.

    • I've made it to my classes, and recorded them for listening once I'm well again.

    • My son continues to amuse and astound with simple hand eye coordination, smiles, giggles, etc.

    • I've got concert tickets for two shows in March (Mindless Self Indulgence, and Electric Six) and one in April (Fader Head [lol?])

    • Spring break means I can catch up on homework next week

    • CommentAuthorKoltreg
    • CommentTimeFeb 23rd 2012
    Got news about a job via a person from my school doing their job and recommending me for it so now I get to schedule a job.

    Also figured out how to solve my web portfolio via my interviews for the site I no longer need to do.

    And I found a collaborator for a new 4 page mini comic that I need to write now.

    So when good stuff happens it happens a lot. Now I get to wait for all of that to fall apart.