Shorter! Shorter!

My hair, that is...

Good Morning, Rock Star.

I woke up today with good bed-head and just the right amount of leftover make-up. I love it when that happens.


Yesterday was rad. I had a phone interview with GreenMan for Galaxy Net Radio. I was on the air for an hour, and our chatting sessions were only interrupted by badass rock n' roll...Breaker, of course. We played 4 songs and I got to tell the listeners a bit about each song. Oh, the secrets I reveal in songform.

Following the GreenMan interview, I met up with the rest of Breaker at Flashrock Studios in NoHo. We got on the air at about 9 with the uber-cool radio host, Darin. After playing a few Breaker tracks and talking an inordinate amount about cock, we split for rehearsal.

Being that it was Curtis's birthday, a celebration was in order. Following a rockin' rehearsal, we headed over to Big Wangs where we stuffed our faces and watched Mary Carey get her snatch stuffed. For real. The chick was getting fingerbanged in the next booth. Classy!

But enough about the past - there's so much to look forward to! Off to create a funbundant day!

Love is Blonde.

After three months of my colorful chocolate swirl, I decided it was time for something a bit more simplified...and a bit more drastic. I went to see Bryan at Floyd's on Melrose with only one idea in mind: blonde.

A couple hours and chemical burns later, I went from my Chocolate n' Sherbert Mash-up...




...to Blonde Bombshell:

Fuchsia!

The color is much more visible and vibrant in the daylight. Unfortunately, the stains in the bathroom are more visible and vibrant too. Ooopsies!




I gotta' get out of bed and get ready for my day: Tracking an industrial rock version of Joan Jett's "Do You Wanna' Touch Me (Oh Yeah"! I'm so frickin' excited and looking forward to channeling the Blackheart babe.

ReVamping My Hurr!

What else would I be doing at 2:00 in the morning?

Before: Agent Orange



After: Furious Fuchsia



I thought it was time for an update, although I wasn't ready for a completely new 'do. A little color update seemed like the best solution.

Good Times Around Town: Melrose Ave.

I was supposed to get my hair done by my girl, Natalie, at Floyd's in Studio City yesterday. I showed up to my appointment to find out that she was out sick with strep throat, and no one else was available to do a cut and color. At first I was bummed - photoshoot in two days and here I was stuck with crummy hair. Determined to spend my money anyway, I headed over the hill for a little retail therapy.

Flasher was my first stop. The psychotic (seemingly coked-out) cigarette-smoking salesman actually had some slammin' taste in clothes and sent me into the dressing room with a pile of rockin' threads to try on. After settling on a snazzy little vest and a pair of tight black jeans, I headed over to Forgotten Saints. No luck there. On my way out of Forgotten Saints, I remembered that there was a Floyd's on Melrose and headed in that direction.

Once in Floyd's I told the chickie at the desk that I needed a cut n' color. Without hesitation, she sent me over to Bryan. He was my kinda guy. I told him what I wanted and he got to work on creating my new 'do. We started talking and it turned out that he does Natalie's hair (the stylist who usually does mine). Man, I thought, this is kismet. She always has great hair, and what are the chances of this little encounter?

A couple hours later I rolled out sportin' my new cherry-cola 'do. On the way back to the car I passed a bunch more shops. Lots of "SALE" signs. I paid no mind until I noticed Salvage on a mannequin in a store boasting 30%-70% off everything. Now I love me some Salvage, and what's even better than Salvage is discounted Salvage.

After scoring a smashing little top at 50% off, I was ready to go home...or more realistically, ready to sit in traffic for an hour and a half. I felt so good, I didn't even care.

In the name of the iguana, the octopus, and unseen vengeance.

I Got My Hurr Did.

Before: Washed out n' shaggy carrot top

After: Ch-Ch-Cherry Cola Craziness

The colors aren't very vibrant in this new pic, but not to worry: they be bright! My stylist, Bryan, referred to them as Root Beer and Reservoir Dogs Red. I like the idea of my hair making people think of a big, fabulous, cinematic bloodbath. 

Of course, there is a lot more to this story, and it will have to wait till tomorrow. Sex and the City and a big pile of nachos are calling my name.

It Amazes Me...

that it's taken so freakin' long for me to get my head out of my ass. 

I finally quit my job to go full time with my music and writing. Scary? Yes. Exhilarating? You bet! I've gotta' get the Breaker album mastered, get the band in order, and get my rockin' ass back on stage. Music and writing, baby, music and writing.

Tomorrow is a big day for me: The hair is getting chopped off. In the spirit of revolutionizing and revitalizing, it seems like a necessary move. I'll let you know how it goes.

Rock on.