July 19th

i've seen The Dark Knight twice (job perks) and yes, it was that good. Heath Ledger was absolutely incredible as The Joker. It was way better than Jack's (Nicholson) portrayal. He turned this character into someone who's more psychotic, sadistic and socio-insane in the membrane ...in other words he's creepy and that's an understatement. Chicago never looked so good on the big screen as Gotham City (and yes, that's actually Bale on the top of the Sears Tower). No spoilers here however the ending does leave room for a possible 3rd one.


HEY!

How's your summer going? Mine's been fantastic!

I've met the legendary Stevie Wonder and Radio Disney stars Aly & AJ plus a young band, A Cursive Memory (backstage interview). Also chatted (via phone) with Bryan Adams and Rod Stewart

Yes, I'm a rock still reviewing new bands and all night long.

Plus ...there's romance in the air for Agent as well ...but you don't want to hear that.

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have a safe and wonderful July 4th !

agent's has very busy concert schedule for this month ...so she's "undercover" for a while.








photo of my good friends, Moxxy, before their MOB Fest set at the Elbo Room

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i've survived ALL 3 nights of MOB Fest 2008!

MOB Fest is an annual event in which independent bands (near and far ...this year, had a band from )are showcased at venues around Chicago for recording execs/management, critics, etc. plus there are workshops to assist bands about the music biz & question panel/auditions.

highlights of this 3-night event:

over 24 bands reviewed

over 958 pictures on my digi cam to review and upload

a couple physically removed from a venue for shagging in public (i should have taken photos)

aching feet and ankles, cramped fingers and lost sleep (from with bands)

1 - i swear it was ONLY 1

plus - a job offer!

yep you just might read me in printed publication soon for Chicago Music Guide


yes it was fun weekend

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truth be told - Agent never really liked Saint...

Oh shitfire and brimstone, the waitress fumed to herself in silence upon hearing the giggly squeals from the other waitresses.

The noise rudely interrupted her quiet coffee break. She didn't have to look up to see why they were so excited ...and frankly didn't care to be bothered. She sighed while shaking her head in disbelief at his vain attempt to live up this vampire persona. This image in her eyes was getting too outrageous and wasn't making a good impression with her right now. As he showed off his newly polished fangs to his adoring groupies, Agent merely rolled her eyes at the rocker. When he flashed that infamous smile at her, instantly went from bad to worse in a single heartbeat. She groaned harshly under her breath as he decided to sit in the last empty booth within her section. Like his lovesick counterpart, Saint was simply a migraine headache that refused to go away and far out of her life.

"It seems you have an extra special customer waiting for you," Ghostie joked while grabbing plates of food for her customers, "You're such a lucky gal ...having two guys..."

Damn him and his friend both! Why can't they leave me alone...

Agent gazed sharply at the woman wondering what childish scheme would be used to gain her affection today. She had enough of it ...sick and tired of being constantly hounded by the two musicians. The meaningless competition of outwitting and out-romancing each other for a date with her was totally driving the woman nuts. And at the moment, neither will concede until she finally surrendered a "yes" to one of them. The waitress sighed while trying to ignore Saint as he causally studied her body language over the menu. However it didn't work as she had hoped.

"Damn, you," she breathed harshly as she skipped his table for another. It amazed her how incredibly patient Saint sat there waiting for her. That really burned her buttons as well as made Agent nervous when walking towards his way. "Leave me alone ...and the answer is no!"

Saint simply winked at her without saying a word. Then he smiled again which nearly caused her to drop a couple of breakfast platters. Again Agent groaned hard.

He's not going to quit until I... she moaned while glancing at him.

"Perhaps you should talk to him," Ghostie suggested interrupting her peaceful thoughts.

"I don't want to. You talk to him, Ghostie," Agent fired back in an angered huff, "I don't even like him..."

"Calm down, woman," she snapped back, "Can't you see that the man's smitten with you?! It won't kill your to talk to him, silly girl..."

Be grateful that he didn't come bearing gifts for your affection like Blue did last week, Agent reminded herself as she slowly walked towards his table sighing mournfully.

"Ahem ...is there something you want?!" she rasped heavily in a low whisper while ignoring the cheesy grin plastered on his face. It was already painful giving the musician a brief moment of her time.


to be continued...

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Warning: the following excerpt from Reason to Believe contains mild abuse ...don't Saint for hitting Agent


"Slut!"

That word rumbled out of Saint's mouth like mighty thunder followed by a stinging backhand slap across her face. The brute act was so sudden that she was caught off guard nearly falling backwards onto the bed. The next slap was far worse than the first one. Luckily the music was blasting so loud no one could hear the deafening thud of her body slamming hard against the wall. She was dazed a bit but winced in silence from the pain of hurting her left wrist. As he stood towering over her, Agent tried her best to protect her baby from his abusive attack. She screamed in terror when Saint reached down and yanked the pregnant off the floor. Then he viciously tossed her onto the bed which had her landing with a hard bounce. Instantly she cowered like a frightened kitten as he stood poised to strike her battered body again.

"Look ...look at what your infidelity has made me do to you!" Saint's voice seethed harshly as his eyes glared angrily at his wife, "I don't care if that ...that thing is Blue's however your affair shall not ruin this deal for me!"

Agent was too terrified to utter a sound while laying there motionless. She would be lying if it was said that she wasn't scared of Saint ...actually it was the direct opposite. Ever since the famed news conference which broke up the band, she lived in terrifying fear of his domineering and sadistic persona. And this wasn't a publicity stunt for tabloid press either. It was meant to be taken seriously. Saint personified this well-crafted image by living the role constantly thus becoming the ultimate vampire. The adoring fans and hardcore groupies religiously worshipped it at every show. Without his money-making rock image and him, S.I.N. was nothing but an ordinary band.

"I have other guests who require your personal attention too, my dear," Saint rasped while pacing around the room. Still Agent remained speechless as he continued, "It would be devastating for your reputation if anyone knew why ...why you were neglecting them for..."

Agent automatically knew to take his words literally and seriously ...and her husband was being very serious just now. Her heart rate instantly shot up two notches on the panic meter when her eyes expressed her protests to him. That juicy tidbit would be perfect in generating his "I'm the victim here" with the tabloid papers and entertainment news. He enjoyed watching how his deception and lies destroyed lives and ruined careers of others. He was an expert at fooling the press and fans by toying with their sympathies to work in his favor and didn't care whom he was hurting in the process.

"Saint ...please ...don't..." she begged quietly out of shear panic after seeing his devious plan hatching behind the dazzling sparkle of his greyish-blue eyes. Her body trembled knowing once again her husband trapped her helplessly into a corner with no other plausible means of escape. "Please ...please ...don't ...I'm sorry..."

She held back the tears swelling in her eyes as she endured another severe slap to her face. This blow had Agent fearing that the next one could seriously harm the baby. She turned her head away when hearing Saint mumble furiously under his breath while gazing sternly. However this was merely the beginning to making her suffer though praying his anger didn't become any worse later.

"Then behave like a good wife should for her husband and not the whoring slut she wants to be, my dear Agent," his voice sharply growled in her ear making her body quiver as he leaned over to kiss her forehead. Another ploy used to get Agent to forgive him for hurting her out of anger. The kiss alone was her only reassurance that her secret was safe ...for now.


to be continued...

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new excerpt from S.I.N.'s Reason to Believe ...enjoy

"You don't own her, man," Blue quietly and calmly fired back instantly realizing what he was about to say next would definitely bruise that inflated ego of his even more, "You can own a thing but not a person ...especially if that person doesn't love you back."

Again it was Saint doing the laughing upon seeing Agent pointing towards the balcony while she chatted with the execs. "Let me tell you a little secret, Blue," he whispered into his ear keeping his cold eyes fixed on her, "I don't love the bitch ...never had. I didn't want you having her. She'll never be yours to have ...or love, man. Just remember whose ring she's wearing on that finger..."

"True, she's married to you, Saint, however she's the one so determined for some strange reason to stay in your loveless marriage simply because she loves you too much to let go," Blue replied softly though still a bit furious that Saint intended to make her suffer dearly for betraying him, "You're the one who doesn't appreciate the sacrifice your wife is making to appease your fucking ego."

"I don't care about Agent ...fuck her ...oh wait a minute, Blue, you already did that. How many times ...once ...twice? Doesn't matter since that cunt's bastard isn't really mine ...is it?"

Gazing longingly at Agent over Saint's shoulder was simply enough to keep Blue from pounding the vamp rocker with his balled fists right now. Just a mere glance of her lovely pregnant form ...the unborn child growing inside her stomach helped settled the boiling rage simmering deep inside him. He wasn't about to let Saint win this time.

"Yes ...it's indeed true. Agent's in fact carrying my baby and I shall do everything in my power to protect them both ...from you."

Saint calmly snickered at his weak, pathetic threat before delivering a crucial yet deadly blow to his wife's lover.

"I'll kill her, Blue," Saint smiled devilishly in a quiet voice which made him shiver from the hushed whisper, "I'll kill her if she ever decides to leave me, Blue ...that includes your unborn child too."

"You wouldn't dare..." Blue grumbled lowly after seeing Agent open the sliding glass door.

The vampire wickedly grinned triumphantly while glancing at the lovers knowing he had them trapped.

"You wouldn't..." Blue repeated glaring angrily at him.

"Ah here's my loving wife to rescue me from the big blue meanie," Saint playfully exclaimed with a sneering glee as he pulled her close to his side.

She trembled again while his hands carelessly roamed and rubbed every inch of her tiny round belly. A hushed gasp escaped her pursed lips feeling a feathery kiss pressed against her bare right shoulder. Agent stood there in shock staring at Blue shaking in fear from her husband's amorous affection. Saint was enjoying this more than she was as he tortured Blue with the obscene spectacle. It made him smile watching him burn with silent rage.

"Trust me, Blue ...this is one promise I intend to keep," Saint's voice echoed harshly within her ear yet making certain Blue heard it too, "You shall never have her..."


to be continued....

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yes, i'm still alive ...overworked but still alive

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note: this is the official version for S.I.N.'s Reason To Believe ~ enjoy...

Chapter 1

"Please ...please ...forgive me..."

His words spoke softly like a desperate dying man in earnest prayer at the last hour of life as he fell to his knees with great sorrow. Looking towards the dark heavens again, his sad eyes humbly begged in silence for him ...and his pleas of forgiveness.

"Please ...I know not what I've done ...to hurt them ...to ...to hurt ...her..."

Suddenly an outpour of heavy drops of rain dripped to the earth like gentle tears wetting his face as he frantically ran out of the alley down the empty street. Where he was heading ...the path towards his destination was still unknown to his feet. Yet he knew he had to flee from the demons of his past, present and uncertain future that was fading fast haunting him. Though after tonight, there would be no escaping than any longer. At a nearby distance he could hear the lonely toll og bells ringing in the night. They beckoned him to draw closer to what appears to be his only salvation. The man in vain tried to resist the soft tubular music ringing yet it gradually soothes his troubled soul into a calm lull. Then angry flashes of sharp lightning streaked across the dark skies revealing the menacing enemy calling out to him. Furiously he scoffed at it. However upon hearing the screaming police sirens not too far away, he realizes it will be his only refuge to hide and protect him. and inside its beastly sanctuary is where they shall find him before the dawning of the new morning.

Hearing the sirens getting louder and dangerously closer, Saint panics while racing fast towards the doors of the Christian sanctuary. Time was definitely against him since he had no other possible choice at the moment except to seek comfort within its sacred walls ...even though despising the heartless enemy. He stumbled and then collapsed on the steps for a minute while struggling hard to catch his breath. A beastly howl in excruciating agony escaped his quivering lips after touching the stabbing soreness within his ribcage. It was extremely painful when breathing in cold air into his lungs that he was coughing blood sometimes. Unsteadily, Saint forced himself to stand up and continue climbing the steps until finally reaching the large wooden doors.

"Please ...please forgive ...forgive me," he mutters breathlessly again as if the words spoken were indeed the magic spell to grant him entry inside. Meanwhile ...not too far away, the blaring whine of police sirens draw ever so closer towards him. "Please ...please ...forgive ...me..."

Mustering hard the very little strength he had left, Saint could feel the crushing weight of every burden ...sins committed while he pushed open the doors. Angrily shaking his head in disgust, he kicked and pounded on the stubborn objects. Though he didn't appreciate that the church refused him entrance inside Saint tried pushing the doors open a second time. This time the heavy doors yielded to his bidding and not a moment too soon upon spotting a squad car screeching its arrival onto the scene.

"I didn't mean to do it!" he shouts his passionate plea as he tosses the murder weapon at the flashing lights before entering the church.



to be continued...

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Happy Birthday to me!

others sharing a birthday with me:

Her Majesty Elizabeth II Regina

Iggy Pop

Andie MacDowell

Ed Belfour

Nicole Sullivan

Jamie Sale

Vincent Lecavalier

Tony Danza

Robert Smith (of The Cure)

Anthony Quinn

Charles Grodin

James Dobson

Patti Lupone

....to name a few

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one of these days it will say i'm online instead of offline

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