| Bike Rides and Hi Fives...summer tour! |
[Jun. 28th, 2006|11:16 pm] |
hey everyone,
i am going on tour this july with my good friends witt wisebram (www.wittwisebram.com) and the government (www.littledeathrecordings.com). we're going all over the place for all of july, but since most of you who read this live in maine, i thought i'd tell you about those shows...
** THIS SUNDAY, JULY 2ND** IS OUR TOUR KICK-OFF SHOW @ CASCO BAY BOOKS (151 middle street) in portland. it'd be awesome to see as many friends there as possible before we hit the road. come to the show, sing along, and feel the love. i'm crossing my fingers that my new cd "with hearts crossed and eyes peeled" will be printed by then. this show is with witt wisebram, ian paige (of white light/certain numbers) and cursillistas (www.myspace.com/cursillistas). i hope to see you there!
then... we'll be back up in maine on JULY 24TH @ STRANGE MAINE (578 Congress St.) w/ witt wisebram, ian paige, cursillistas and the government. this show is planned to be cursillistas cd release party. if you haven't heard cursillistas yet, check it out it's amazing!
and then...JULY 25TH @ KENNEBUNK U.U. (114 main st.) w/ witt, the government and me...more bands TBA...
check out www.myspace.com/willbangs to see where else we are going and listen to some songs if you'd like.
i love you all,
will |
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[Mar. 10th, 2006|11:24 pm] |
i still love livejournal, but....
www.myspace.com/willbangs |
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| I'm coming home! |
[Dec. 10th, 2005|06:29 pm] |
Casco Bay Books
Thursday, Dec. 15, 2005
8pm (?)
Ian Paige (ian's band...www.myspace.com/certainnumbers)
Will Bangs (www.wonderroot.org)
and an in-store printing by rogues gallery!
i'm really excited about this show, and it'd be amazing to see friends at the show!
visit www.cascobaybooks.com for more info |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2005|01:22 am] |
"have you ever heard that stars are only pin pricks into god's universe? Look at them twinkle in the sky, they look like they want to burst open so all that's left is god's white sky. But what's holding them back? is it us?" gazing at the stars for some reason took me back to this summer...i went back and read something i wrote in my notebook...
"this life and this world, are killing me
i just want to go with my brothers and georgie
my hearts screaming there's more to life
than sittin' and waiting and waiting
so take my hand and raise it up
keep feeling, breathing, changing
right now i want to give it up
and bike to california...
but goddamnit, it's so hard to give it up
i'll just quit my job and leave this scene
i'll keep listening to my screaming heart
and never throw off these screaming dreams
i'll keep listening to my screaming heart
and never throw off these screaming dreams
well THIS life is all we have
were only alive once, so we have to live our dreams NOW
well we're not gonna give up soon, we'll keep going on and on
because today is to die for, to live for, to do for, to do for, for you" |
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| before it was just goodnight, this time it really is goodbye... |
[Aug. 19th, 2005|03:45 pm] |
   
"Where anything is POSSIBLE
and life is so incredible, inspiring, terrible , but mostly fucking wonderful.
I'll do what uncle kyle says...hug my friends and LAUGH until I piss my pants and stay up late and SING so loud that I fall in LOVE with EVERYONE and EVERYTHING all at once. I'll BE EVERYWHERE all at once, I'll BE EVERYTHING all at once." (Jason Anderson)
There's a show tomorrow night. It's gonna be at the Unitarian church in Kennebunk...it'd be awesome to see you there. It's a benifit show for cancer research. good people. good music. good cause. doors @ 7...i'm gonna be playing, a new group with alex ben and dave i think, peaks and valleys, and chase hill. |
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[Aug. 12th, 2005|05:12 pm] |
 
it's been an amazing summer...and it's not over yet. i leave for school august 29th. i'm going to miss my friends. so here's to you all. i love you. i quit my job 2 or 3 weeks ago. i've been spending entire days at the beach, riding my bike, reading, being with friends through it all, i played a few fun shows, raised some money for charity, did a fun recording project with a new friend of mine |
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[Aug. 8th, 2005|12:58 pm] |
 
 
friendship, happiness, being
infrequent nights
flowering days
it's impermanent waves
howling in the storm of my mind
so i dance around the room to remind myself to catch beauty as it flies... |
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| Tonight! |
[Aug. 5th, 2005|01:15 pm] |
Live
Peaks and Valleys (8:30pm)
Folk-Pop Duet
Will Bangs (7:30pm)
Heartfelt Ambience
Cacti (6:30pm)
Experimental Jazz Quartet....(cacti may not play, so, another group maybe TBA)
First Parish Unitarian Church:
(Main Street, Kennebunk, ME)
August 5th, 2005
a Friday
Admission - $3.00
Doors 6:15pm
Organized by Colby Nathan and Emily Ingraham |
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[Jul. 18th, 2005|01:17 am] |
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One final paragraph of advice: Do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am - a reluctant enthusiast...a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough fight for the land: it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it's still there. So get out there...(and) mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forest, encounter the grizz, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, that lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much: I promise you this one sweet victory over your enemies, over those deskbound people with their hearts in a safe deposit box and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this: you will outlive the bastards. - Edward Abbey
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[Jun. 30th, 2005|12:26 am] |
**shows**
++this friday, July 1st @ Unitarian Universalist Church in Kennebunk 6:30ish-10pm Slender Blender, Emily Kimball and me plus a possible suprise duo or trio playing with me on some new and old songs ++
++JULY 13TH.
"@ the bike barn. 547 blackstrap rd. falmouth
5.30pm. all ages. no booze.
vegan potluck. free literature. wiffle ball if you come early.
the down home southernaires (southern rock, but DIY and cool)
rio de la muerte (go figure)
specter (local rock 'n' roll, influenced by the classics)
jamwich (local something or another, specter invited them)
will bangs (slow,low and abstract; local)
contact aaron p. at rustic_live@yahoo.com for more info." (http://www.geocities.com/tenfingerscollective/shows.html)++ |
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[Jun. 28th, 2005|04:06 pm] |
Justice for Dewey, the little Dachshund!
Portsmouth NH. Dewey was the victim of a brutal burglary plot. His owner's girlfriend is accused of stealing and drowning the little dog with help from a second woman.
Read more of Dewey's story at www.acanimalrescue.org
sign the petition to prosecute to the full extent @ http://www.petitiononline.com/jeans/petition.html |
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| these summer days... |
[Jun. 17th, 2005|10:46 pm] |
these days have been filled with light...filled with goodness and friends and all things swell and well just makes me happy. i've started working at breaking new grounds, good times for the most part. probably one of the highlights lately was a show i saw in portsmouth. I wish i had a picture of it, it was perfect. Jason Anderson played. you know there are some performers that you can ge into if you allow yourself to be open to it. with jason, he broke through whatever sheild you have on, be it your ego, sense of how something should or shouldn't sound, whatever, and just pulled you into his world of look around this life is fucking beautiful. one of the stories he told went something like this...i remember one of the most amazing dates i ever went on, we were in high school...and we went to canaby lake park...the park shut down...but it was just one of those nights where you don't want to go home, (or whoever you're with that night just feels like home, my opinion)...so we went to this little asian restaurant and then they shut down, so we sat in my car listening to music that we both new and loved, elliot smith's I Bleed Granite...and we weren't kissing or anything like that, we just sat there. and it was fucking amazing, fucking beautiful...there was just a connection, i don't know how to describe it but it was there, it was as real as anything else...isn't that why we get out of bed every morning...for conversations like that? I don't know this life can be fucking beautiful if we just open our eyes to it....there's no weird line between the band and you (the audience) it's just us. we're in this together. this muggy monday night, let's make it ours. cause it's all we have right? this is all we have...so let's make it ours and let's aqueeze every ounce of life out of it...and he howled on and got sing-alongs with pumping sweaty fists and it was fucking beautiful. there's been graduation, shows at atlantic hall, lots of hanging out with caroline and liz and co. working, surfing, bumming around and trying to soak it all in...overall it's been great lately. i got out of work tomorrow so i can go to amy and shauns cookout thing tomorrow...that means i don't have to work until teusday, which actually is sort of a bummer...i think that means i really like the job. next saturday dave pajo is playing in new york....his album "live from a shark's cage" pretty much changed my life...he hardly ever plays shows...he's releasing a new album and he's playing two shows. 1 in kentucky and one in new york...damn dave i like you alot to go all the way to new york to see you. hopefully it works out...and no post would be complete with out a photo...me liz and caroline hoofin' it to the islands.
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[Jun. 9th, 2005|05:13 pm] |
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i had a good evening with cat last night, we watched "before sunrise" and had a good walk n' talk after. graduation is sort of bittersweet and anticlimatic...don't get me wrong, it's great to be graduating, and it's been fun...but i can't help but ask "where do i go from here?"...concretely it's worked out, i'm working this summer and going to school in the fall...more emotionally lost though. but that's not a bad thing...it could be but, i'm giving myself the space to be lost...i don't really know who or if i have friends anymore, and i know that's a terrible thing to say but those people who i do really enjoy hanging out with are so far away and that's too bad. kennebunk, you've always been great for me, but there's been a distance lately that i can't seem to reel in right now. but i said before, being lost can be the most goddamn beautiful feeling ever...it's being lost in a sea of possibilities and potential...opening myself maybe to a new lens of perspective that i hadn't experienced before...i'm rambling. i want to do something good in this world. i know that for sure. i want to give all of the love that i have that as far as i can tell won't stop...i need to give give give give give. and hope that wearing my heart on my sleeve can do good...that's one of the things that i know how to do. if i hadn't told you all already, i love you all and know that your existence means more to me than you could ever imagine |
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[Jun. 8th, 2005|06:29 pm] |
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take me back to that place where feeling lost was the most goddamn beautiful thing. |
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[Jun. 3rd, 2005|11:11 pm] |
Thank you's to all of you who came out to my show tonight, i had a good time even though every bone and muscle in my body is so fucking exhausted...i'm going to sleep. |
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[May. 29th, 2005|06:18 pm] |
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Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. - Bob Dylan
I drove home from a tiring day at school. I took the road by the beach and saw her beige pickup truck. I didn't see her right away, i saw the familiar decals and black tool box in the bed of the truck. I knew it was her car, but i kept driving and driving. Should I turn around? Would she be excited to see me? What could I say to her? Should I just go home? I thought and looked into my rear view mirror. I saw her car slowly fade away just as our friendship had since I left. I never wanted that to happen but somehow it slipped out of my grasp. I wanted some sort of closure, some sort of resolution or understanding about where I had come from and where I had gone. So I decided to turn around.
I parked my car and walked to her truck. The windows were rolled down half an inch and she lay with her seat folded down and her feet resting on the dashboard near the big dice that hung on her rearview mirror. I stood on the sidewalk looking at her sleeping, contemplating whether my presence would merit me waking her. "Why the hell not?" I thought, and tapped on the window. She opened her eyes and raised her body slowly and unstartled from her nap. A smile grew on her face. I smiled back and waved.
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| oxygen - Willy Mason |
[May. 21st, 2005|04:17 pm] |
A lot of things have been going on lately...senior projects, summer jobs, travel?, hampshire?, india? well it was all sort of a big question mark...there are a sea of possibilities of what i can do and where i can go this summer and fall, and there was a long drawn out decision of whether or not i would take time off before going to school in the fall or not. I would have gone to India and done community service work. ICA is the only organization that really felt like the right choice. Unfortunately, they suspended the Tibet trip because of the political situation, and they're work site in Sikkim, Northern India didn't have enough participants to go on the trip. I'm rambling...basically I have this deep set feeling of wanting to help people, to help the world, to effect positive change in this big world. I felt like I needed to travel half way across the world to do this...I felt like "over there" was where the world needed help, not here.
"Brown eyes observe us as we pass. Confronted with the pain of Asia, one cannot look and turn away. In India, human misery seems so pervasive that one takes in only stray details: a warped leg or a dead eye, a sick pariah dog eating withered grass, an ancient woman lifting her sari to move her shrunken bowels by the road. Yet in Varanasi there is hope of life that has been abandoned in such cities as Calcutta, which seems resigned to the dead and dying in its gutters...the people smile-that is the greatest miracle of all" (The Snow Leopard)
So, I came around more and more to the idea that, who's to say that a poverty stricken country is any less happy than where I am right now? This grandiose world that I had in my head of wanting to help is right here. It is the homeless couple I pass every morning while getting coffee. It's saving Maine's coastal water's from pollution. It's thinking about how 1 in 3 teenagers in america are on medication or treatment for depression....just as India may be materialistically deprived, maybe we're a spiritually (or however you want to put it) deprived nation. It's cheering up someone's day. It also starts with me, and how I live, if i get a car this summer, i'd like to run it off of biodiesel. I saw Against ME! last night in Portland, and I talked with a really nice kid, Zak who had a table set up with zines about social justice, animal cruelty (which always stays with me in particular, i didn't eat any meat last summer, and i've been on and off with a no meat diet...but i'd like not to eat any meat again) , our countries econonomy, free rubarb...that made me smile alot...more power to you ZAk. I geuss it's all happening, it always is...anyways, as it stands right now...i'll be working this summer and trying to squeeze in a trip here or there, possibly down to Savannah to visit my bro, possibly backpacking around Europe, and then going off to Hampshire in the fall...which by the way i am so so so excited about....oh yeah and doing some volunteer work in the state.
lots of love - will |
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