Thats what i want to do…Soon. (what else could i draw to make it look more like me?)

Instrumental Post-Rock Band from Austin, Texas.
Close your eyes and follow em to the moon.

Finland Folk Band perfect for broken hearts.
So finally i started my music blog @ blogspot. It has the same name as this one cause i love rawring! So i guess i would change the name here, to stop any future confusions.
Follow me if you want to be amazed with really good alternative music. It’s written in Spanish, so if your lameness doesn’t let you read, just listen to the music.
www.pabsrawr.blogspot.com
At Peru :D Feel free to pick em up, but they are a little burned.
Seriously i was planning to put a pic of cookies on the footnote but forgot. Do i know you? Anonymous people dont tend to read me :)
I never though i would experience this condition. Right now i’m working on a new blog about music, and I’ve been stuck in the first post for about two hours, erasing a paragraph every now and then. (technology saves trees :D)
So how can i be stuck for so long when i don’t have any trouble with my fingers typing every shit my mind pukes in here? I’m having such a huge trouble writing about my first experience into music, its an epic crusade.
Maybe one of the reasons (a very alienated one) is that i find it harder to write in Spanish, for me it’s easier to get inspire in English. Another one, i guess that it would be that i have some expectations, unlike here, where i don’t care if i’m all alone (but i love you, yeah you, the one that’s reading)
I guess i won’t have any problems later, cause the plan is just to post music and videos i love and see what happens from there. Anyway, i hope coming here and letting my mind 0irghníwb’9286’18h’9!($=!/%)!HKDNGAISNI!h08wnyc’83yvn’84vwih OLMOHWAAAAAHWORNPG
Yeah that helps.
Rain in new tarmac <3
Me standing at a cramped bus on my way home listening to music. Glued on my spot, waving my head left to right and “rocking” my body with small funny spasms. There’s a girl next to me which iam slightly rubbing with my shoulder. I try to glimpse her way, just to notice if i’am disturbing her personal space. Half an hour later i feel a poke in my arm…
Girl:
Excuse me. What are you listening to? You can’t seem to stop moving like crazy.
*Speechless passes the earplug. Seconds later…
Girl:
I guess i would dance like that too.
*With a smile, takes earplug back, goes back to musicland and starts shaking his butt.
3:49am: I have a work as important as a final that i’am just starting now and its due tomorrow 11:00am.
I also have a job to present tomorrow at 2:00pm but that hopefully is already done, just finished it at 3:40pm.
Instead of starting my work iam here updating my blog :D