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William Beckett. Bill for short. Solo artist. Songwriter. Movie watcher. Sherlock expert. Instagram enthusiast.
Tour, you have officially kicked my ass. I met so many cool people, and I’m really loving the reaction this new shit is getting. But I am fucking dead beat.
I’m back in LA to pass the fuck out and eat Chinese food. Ross, we have eggs to throw.
Summary: William deals with his divorce in his own way while back in Chicago for a night.
Meet Dennis Keenan, everyone. Our bachelor of the month.
He may or may not have a boyfriend (it’s confidential), but he most definitely has a killer singing voice and excellent taste in music! See how he woos the young girl in the backseat. (Cara’s a good sport.)
In other news, this was how we spent the entire drive to Chicago. I’m going to miss these two. It’s been a fucking awesome tour. But I’ll be visiting Cara in Cali (she’s doing her first shows on the West coast! Everyone should check that shit out) and Dennis is a permanent member of the crew. But still. We made a good team. And our karaoke car rides were kick. Ass.
Ross, you pick a decent movie. Ryan and I watched Gypsy 83 over AIM tonight. It’s about this blond goth chick and her gay best friend, they go road tripping to some Stevie Nicks Competition Thang. Definitely exceeded expectations, I rooted for the main characters hardcore.
Ah, Nashville! I miss you already.
Home sweet home to take these tracks we finished out and do somethin’ fancy with them. I’m loving how everything is turning out. Lacking some inspiration, but I’m sure it’ll come.
Been feeling kind of down lately, but a few drinks with Johnny and everything’s looking a bit clearer. He’s the time that’ll just bump my shoulder and go, “You know what, Bill? Life’s a bucket full of shit!” Duck your head, or you’ll get hit. Y’know. Dumdedumdedum. I’m kind of feeling that as of late, but at least I know I’m not the only one.
I think tonight, Gabe and I are gonna put on our dancing shoes and go out on the town. Forget about shit that is shitty. He’s missing Erin while she’s back in NY, I’m missing everything. Makes for a good time.
Nick somehow ended up in here three times. Gabe’s number is here in twice - one before he had to switch his number because of a certain T-shirt fiasco. Problem is, I don’t know which is which.
May 16th: What you’re reading.
It’s, like, the gigantic combined version, Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass. Such a trippy book.
