Sunday, October 5, 2008

setting

for my setting i was over at sierra st in a gig!!!



i hear ska music with a loud singer.
i hear drums at its full speed and nice grove rythm.
i hear the crowd screaming to play more music.
i hear people talking about what theyr gonna do for the night.
i hear my friends calling me from all the way in the back.

i see a bunch of instruments laying there waiting for someone to play them.
i see a crowd of people drinkin and having a good time.
i see people in the floor getting stomped by the people in the moshpits.
i see a beutiful chick that has red hair.
i see my friend isaiah skankin it up in the pit.


i taste the flavour of a cup of noodles.
i taste the delicious flavor of some cheese popusas.
i taste the sweet flavor of the herbal.
i taste the strawberry on my bubble gum.
i taste the water running down my system.

i feel the pain on my arms from the moshpits.
i feel the dust from the wind hitting my face.
i feel the sweet running down my forehead.
i feel the pain the my friend was going thruw.
i feel all the warm breathing from the people around me.

i smell all the herbal in the air.
i smell my cousins cologne when he approach me.
i smell the nasty an felty smell of tabacco.
i smell a disturbing smell from the guys next to me.
i smell the cup o noodles as i eat it.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Bio Poem

Jose Torres
Child of Felix and Jaime
Who loves guitar
Who hates cmo's
Who wants to go to guitar center
Who wishes he could've met Dave Mustaine
Who is scared of cops
Who dreams of weird figures
Who is determined to graduate high school
Who values school
Who is proud of himself
Who graduated from middle school
Who lives in Cypress Park
Jose Torres