Donnie Darko = fuckin awesome movie!!!/ Go to hell Mark.

Id like to share with you my favourite movie. Donnie Darko. Mark says it sucks but he does. He makes no sense and is an asshole. Also smells. very bad. He just doesnt like it cause he does not know what the plot is about. Because he is not capable of figuring it out. This movie makes alot of sense if you are not Mark. It has a good story and is very interesting. I can relate to it to because of donnie and his personality. I think it is a good movie and develops each charater in the film. Go to hell mark and google the meaning if you cannot figure it out.

My musical mission.

Im obviously Beau and that is whats good. I am in the process of starting a production company with my best friend amanda. Me and her are in a band together called ... Communication Breakdown . We are promoting a show at club on queen in Brampton. It will be the first all ages concert held at the club. So far i have booked the rock ons, my own band and, definately maybe. It is alot of work getting all of the contacts for putting on a sucessful event. I have put on many shows and events at the hype but is harder now cause im dealing with a new owner and many bands. on top of that i have to advertise and plan the event so it goes smoothly. I love local music because it is the underground scene i loved for so many years. Amanda and I will bring it back single handedly because we can and have the means to do so for our friends enjoyment. I will have more on the event in a few days and will post details for all those interested in attending.

The HYPE.

A sense of place
By: Beau Bisson
The place I chose is the hype on Queen Street. The hype was an old rundown bar that put on all ages shows, and provided a venue for local bands to debut their music. Another reason why the hype was famous in Brampton is because it gave teens a place to get drunk and high…..Kids were so in the mix when hype was putting on shows. I think it was Brampton’s pulse in the music scene. The building itself wasn’t much to look at and was often raided by police cause of all the rowdy teens and underage drinking. There were two main groups at hype the metal heads and the scene kids both argued and fought constantly. The least noticed group was the small clan of hippy kids wandering round in grateful dead tie dye shirts. Security was tough but cool because they were friendly and interesting to talk about also they kicked out a lot of drug dealers and people who were starting shit. The parking lot was a gong show with all the high/drunk teens. There was nothing like it every band who came from far away was shocked to see every kid in the audience was completely fucked out of there mind. To sum it up the hype was a riot when it was in its prime, Brampton had a music scene, and teenagers had a place to chill and listen to music on a Saturday night. I met a ton of cool people and love them all like family.
The hype was the highlight of everyone’s week for 3 years and now it’s gone but we went out with a bang. If I feel lost and sad I look back on what I was apart of and see how much I learned and where I first fell in love. I don’t regret anything I just wouldn’t have learned with out doing it myself, because I’m young and dumb and looking for fun. And someone to join me on my adventures. Some of the places I remember at hype were the grassy knoll, the stupid tree, the forest of no return, and the V.I.P section which fittingly stands for the very intoxicated person section. I love my past and want to always remember who I was and what I still am today.
The hype was an alternate reality for us B-town kids. It was the most unreal thing because we were so young and innocent but at the same time we were seeing life as a party and we were always invited. It was always cool to see my friends play a show or have my band headlining a show. At one point I was actually employed as a photographer and camera man for a production company called panda city. My job consisted of me filming shows and taking pictures for the website and magazine. Even though the hype is now closed and abandoned it will always be loved by those who hung out there and made friends.
I think Brampton should open up a venue for shows. Our music scene has died here in the city but with some work and funding we can revive it back to what it was in the beginning, after the hype closed many bands just left Brampton or just quit all together leaving us without a soundtrack to the weekend. Without music life is not worth living music can make emotions seem so powerful and make you feel things that you just cant without it. R.I.P hype, B-town music scene, local bands, and a creative out let. I will make it known that our city is in need of a place where teens our accepted and safe to chill.

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a whole lot of FAIL!

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Hola today is wednesday. Im obviously at school. very bored and excited for later cause i am going to have band practice. my band is called communication breakdown we pwn at life. we so far have written multiple songs. i am too lazy to make a myspace or fagbook for the band so i will just use this site to post songs and what not. I can play many instruments so i can trick people into listening to my views through my music it is a easy forum to express my teen angst. also today in auto shop i got really really really really really bored so i made a belt using the seat belt from a car it is very usueful for it can hold up my pants =] my auto shop teacher laughed and said good job i was like yup yup. and then i came to media ^_^I am quite good at making random stuff that is kool and or awesome. well I am Beau. Meaning Beau is amazing and totally prolife at everything.

The Art Of Drowning

I wonder how it all got started, this businessabout seeing your life flash before your eyeswhile you drown, as if panic, or the act of submergence,could startle time into such compression, crushingdecades in the vice of your desperate, final seconds.After falling off a steamship or being swept awayin a rush of floodwaters, wouldn't you hopefor a more leisurely review, an invisible handturning the pages of an album of photographs-you up on a pony or blowing out candles in a conic hat.How about a short animated film, a slide presentation?Your life expressed in an essay, or in one model photograph?Wouldn't any form be better than this sudden flash?Your whole existence going off in your facein an eyebrow-singeing explosion of biography-nothing like the three large volumes you envisioned.Survivors would have us believe in a brilliancehere, some bolt of truth forking across the water,an ultimate Light before all the lights go out,dawning on you with all its megalithic tonnage.But if something does flash before your eyesas you go under, it will probably be a fish,a quick blur of curved silver darting away,having nothing to do with your life or your death.The tide will take you, or the lake will accept it allas you sink toward the weedy disarray of the bottom,leaving behind what you have already forgotten,the surface, now overrun with the high travel of clouds.