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"Sarcastic, selfish, semi-moronic, a true asshole's asshole,
but with a heart of gold, pure fucking gold."
More about Brent
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Occupation:
Professional musician, no, really, I'm employed
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Hobbies and Interests:
Music, Politics, Religion, and anything else you shouldn't talk about in bars
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Favorite Books:
Whatever I'm reading at the time...I go through alot of books
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Favorite Movies:
True Romance, High Fidelity, Requiem For A Dream, The Graduate, Bullit, The Fox and The Hound, Better Off Dead, Brain Candy
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Favorite Music:
Right now: Sloan, The Minus 5, Wilco, Fountains of Wayne, The Byrds, Big Star, Badfinger, The Pernice Brothers, The Old 97's, Ian Moore, Albert King, The Clash, Social Distortion, The Autumn Defense, Garbage, Johnny Cash, Elmore James, Charlie Sexton
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Favorite TV Shows:
TV? I think I remember that...
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About Me:
Sarcastic, selfish, semi-moronic, a true asshole's asshole,
but with a heart of gold, pure fucking gold.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Truly....I'd like to meet Brian Wilson, or maybe Alex
Chilton, but then really I wouldn't.
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he hears athletes, politicians, and
actors on some "follow your dreams"
shit. Matt Diez never had a dream in
his life. My man Brent's was to play
the white blues. I have no tolerance
whatsoever for a) the white blues and
b) people who talk about following
dreams.
Brent is proof positive that you can
follow a dream to play the white blues,
and do a -damn- good job at it.
Despite these two glaring handicaps, I
find Brent to be one of the cats I love
trading barbs with, as he can dish and
take with the best of him.
Hell of a guy. And I'm damn glad to
know him.
surrounded by a never ending stream of
half-ass wanna be musicians who sure
did TALK about music a whole lot. While
these people were busy talking, Brent
was busy becoming an extremely badass
guitar player. Now he's a professional
musician. That, coupled with the fact
that he's the definition of a 'stand up
guy', should make all you single
friendster girls with whiny LiveJournal
entries severely fucking disappointed
that Brent is married.
Despite all of
this, someday I'm going to kick his ass
(or vice versa).
oldest friend in the world,( and has
had dirt on me since i was fifteen)
i'd better play nice. quite possibly
one of the nicest, most intelligent,
and extravagantly loyal guys
around...so talented it makes you want
to throw up...beautiful wife who
adores him...prettiest baby boy i've
ever seen...and can play firehouse
songs like no ones business...( i
forgot to mention the aggravating
habit of almost always being right)