Can’t decide what color for tour. Help? :)
A crowd of familiar faces can sometimes only make you feel more alone. High fives and hugs all around but still no one feels quite like home. Maybe it’s inside of ourselves that drives us to sometimes stray but the only thing that I’m sure of is how my heart breaks when you’re away.
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July 12th, 2014
Your teenage years are a funny thing. Completely green to the world, you somehow know everything there is about life (despite your actual lack of life experience) and you’ll be damned if you let some idiot elder tell you differently. Then you enter your twenties and suddenly, it can take one single instance to realize that for 5 or 6 or even 9 years, you were completely and single-handedly bullshitting yourself the entire time.
These past few years have been a whirlwind. When I was in highschool, I would have never had guessed what my life would become just ten years later. My backup plan was to get married at 26 and maybe pop out a kid or two but what I truly wanted was to sing. How I was going to do it seemed like a complete mystery and impossible. The biggest obstacle I had to overcome was the fact that I couldn’t sing. Or at least I thought I could sing until I heard myself recorded and then it hit me like a boulder to my stomach when I hit the play back button: I really fucking sucked at singing and even though there were plenty of people who disagreed, I knew they were lying (again, teenagers know everything and I was no exception.)
But I still wanted to do it and I have not the slightest clue why (well, maybe the slightest).
i know, i know…”don’t bore us, get to the chorus…”
People like me hate backup plans. We despise them because we know that if we have to falter to a backup plan, we have failed ourselves and we will let the bitterness eat us alive. At this moment, my life is on the verge of changing once again and who knows where that wind will take me. However, I do know one thing is for sure: now is the time to eradicate any and all backup plans because failure is not an option. I don’t care what I have to do or how long I need to
wait fight, I will see my dreams out with every fiber of my being.
Dreams are such powerful things. Exhausting, liberating, exciting and mostly terrifying but they will wake you up from the death of mediocrity. We need to encourage and support each other more to step out of our comfort zones and take those risks that we’ve been dying to take.
We can’t give up.
Because Pitbulls need love too.
The last one really got me.
Important lesson: You cannot lead effectively if you do not share the same burden as your followers.
Yes yes yes yes yes. This explains everything.
Fine Fine Titans have announced that they will be hitting the road in early August on a headlining tour with support from Brighter Than A Thousand Suns. Check out the tour dates for the Sry, Not Sry Tour below.
In just a few short weeks, we will be embarking on a tour through part of the midwest and the east coast. We are also delighted to announce that our friends in Brighter Than A Thousand Suns will be joining us for the last leg. We still have a few dates left to fill so if you would like to contact us to book those dates (marked as TBA), you can do so at firstname.lastname@example.org. Hope to see you at one of these shows, Titans!
You guys have no freaking clue how excited I am for this.
Woot! Going on tour!
THE DARK SIDE OF DREAMS
In the late 1960’s, photographer Arthur Tress began a series of photographs that were inspired by the dreams of children. Tress had each child he approached tell him about a prominent dream of theirs which Tress would then artistically re-create and photograph with the child as the main subject.
but patience is a virtue.
Don’t blow your load too soon, Jenn.