Saturday, June 11, 2011

It's All About Appearances

Hello my friends, I am back with exciting news! Just kidding, I'm back from spending six hours at the mall buying new clothes for the summer. The current style? Hippie. Yup. That's right. I went to Free People and went nuts, I bought like have their inventory. Then, you know, got food and stuff. But who needs food when you have stuff to buy?
So about the YouTube thing... I seem to have misplaced the charger to my camera during the move so my next video is a tad bit delayed. Unless you guys want me to post a sh*tty webcam video. But I hate those, the audio is always terrible.
Well, that's all I have to say for today.

-Dyllan

Friday, June 3, 2011

Missions and Moonlight

It's finally summer. And I'm throwing a party (literally). But more about that later.
Like I was saying, it's summer, and summer means making missions and living in moonlight. As for my missions, my good friend Natalie and I are bound and determined to get a few choice things done this summer. Like, learning how to surf, putting feathers in her hair, going to the beach as much as humanly possible, reading five books (stupid summer reading), doing our APUSH assignment (correctly), meeting my cute neighbor boys (if they would ever leave the dang house!), and throwing more than a few amazing parties. Oh, and, you know, doing the YouTube channel thing and getting this blog back in order so maybe I'll bump up the amount of subscribers/followers I have. And then I have to do all this stuff at HITS and I have to take a few online classes to avoid taking them my junior year and blah blah blah.
So yeah, this summer's gonna be fun. ;)
Well, party animals, I must leave you. But don't worry, I'll be back. I'll be reporting on every mission I have set for myself this summer. I'm using this blog as sort of a "Dyllan, don't forget you said you would do all this stuff" list thing. And you just so happen to be along for the ride.
Buckle up.

-Dyllan

Friday, May 20, 2011

Here We Are

Well, here we are. But who is we? I think we is my friend Madison and I, at the current moment. I don't have anyone else reading or really listening to what I have to say (which is nothing right now, which is ok).
I'm actually prepping this blog and my YouTube channel for more videos this summer. I plan on doing a video every week, if not more, where I just kind of talk or do whatever it is I feel like doing at that particular moment.
Sounds like fun, considering I'm going to be working my little 16-year-old booty off this summer at HITS Theatre. Don't know what that is? Look it up, I don't feel like explaining it at 11:45 at night.
Oh! I have a callback tomorrow for an audition I did today for A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare. The audition itself went fairly well, pretty laid back, a comfortable environment, my kind of audition. But that didn't stop me from shaking all over when I completed my monologue. And when they asked me to do it again? I just about lost it; I have absolutely no control over my nerves and it's rather embarrassing. But, hey, I must have done something right because they want me back.
Unless they were just being polite. But if that's the case, I would rather them not say anything to me about it and just let me think they thought I was genuinely good enough to bring back.
Well, that's all I have to say for today. Thanks for listening

-Dyllan

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

The Reason

Wow, second day in a row I've posted, that's pretty impressive if I do say so myself.
I've come to the discovery that I need something to write about in this blog, something that pertains to my title and how I want to portray myself to the reader (even though no one reads my blog, which makes me question why I continue with it.)
Maybe it'll be the news... No, not that, I don't have the time, patience, or heart to read the news everyday and pick out stories that I wanted to discuss, not with the world in its current condition.
I really don't know, maybe it'll be a post that reminds people of something little that they don't appreciate as much as they should. Like the sun, the rain, the wind, the trees, and so on and so forth. And talk about where I got inspiration for my current YouTube video or song or something. Yeah, that sounds good. But of course, in the beginning, it's just going to be like this. Me, typing something that doesn't quite matter, about a subject no one cares about, until I find people who do care and go on from there.
Well, that's really all I wanted to say, I'll talk to the reader later.


-Dyllan

Monday, May 16, 2011

It's Been a While

Oh hey, you guys, sorry I've been gone for a long time. I kinda sorta forgot I had one of these. My bad...
But anyway, I guess the reason I forgot about it was because I didn't have anything to talk about; nothing exciting to comment on. And I still don't, which effectively makes this post pointless and I do apologize for wasting your time.
Well, I guess I could mention my YouTube channel, although there isn't really much to say about it. I post videos occasionally about random stuff that just kinda pops into my head at the moment and, quite frankly, it's not a very enjoyable channel to watch.
And I'm writing songs, while learning how to play the guitar and the piano and use my fancy new camera, while also trying to pass all of my classes and maintain at least something that resembles a social life (which is much more difficult that it sounds, believe me).
Oh! My sister graduated this past Saturday from the Monarch School, a school for children with various neurological disorders. There were only 11 graduating seniors in her class, the school is so small. Each of the graduates gave a speech, and donated something that they had worked on themselves to the school, something that embodied what they had learned there or what they loved the most about it. The ceremony was filled with tears and triumph and was quite the inspiring event, something that, I'm sure, no one in attendance will soon forget. Then the family and some close friends came to the house and partied until all hours of the night. You know, the usual.
So there you have it, pretty much everything interesting that has happened to me that I can think of right now...
I guess if you decide to get anything out of this little post it's this, don't be like me, go out and do something exciting, dangerous, or down right stupid. Permitting it doesn't cost you your life or a vital organ, you kinda need those.

-Dyllan

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Losing It All

What happens when you lose everything? Your life, your purpose, your whole being... what happens to you? Do you shrug it off and keep going? Do you dwell and dwell until you're nothing but a blubbering mess? Or do you go numb and refuse to feel anything, in hopes of never losing anything again?
Well, let's ask some simple questions. Is what you have lost really everything, or is it just your perspective of everything at the moment? Odds are you haven't really lost everything if you answered with the latter. If you chose the former, let's move on. Can what you have lost be replaced? No? Ok then next question, what are you going to do to cope with this loss of self and meaning? Go ahead, suggest away, I've heard everything from listen to music to meditate. But there's only one true answer. There is nothing you can do for a broken heart; time is the only cure. And that, my dear Watson, is what truly sucks about being human.
Now for why I post this. I recently was told that I am being kept from doing the only thing that makes me feel safe, warm, and protected, (this is going to sound dumb, but trust me it means more than you can imagine to me) musical theatre. You see, theatre saved me from myself. Before discovering the stage, I was floating about life, not knowing how to make heads or tails of it. Then theatre comes along and opens my eyes to the world, my world. When I'm performing, I'm invincible; singing takes me to a whole other world where I can be anyone or anything I choose to be. When I'm on stage, I'm home. And I've been homesick the past few months, promised to be returned home after a (and I use this term very lightly) "vacation" of sorts. And I am told today that I won't be going home any time soon. In fact, I might not be going home at all. So all of my hope at ever feeling that invincibility or that comfort or sheer euphoria ever again, was decimated.
Now what.
Let's ask Stevie Nicks.
Stevie wrote the song "Landslide" (the more popular version of the song being the Dixie Chicks rendition made in 2002 but I don't quite like that version). She wrote the song after she and Lindsey Buckingham's record company had dropped them and everything seemed to be going downhill for their band Fleetwood Mac. As she sat in a friend's living room in beautiful Aspen, Colorado she thought to herself, "looking out at the Rocky Mountains pondering the avalanche of everything that had come crashing down on us...at that moment, my life truly felt like a landslide in many ways."

As does my landslide.

Well I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
I'm getting older too...

Saturday, November 20, 2010

"Happy Days Are Here Again"

Times for me have been tough. I've had a very long week, to say the least. I felt like I had lost all hope. So what now? What do I do when that happens?
Well, after a healthy serving of talk time with my best friend, I decided to listen to some music that will help me through this. It's important to remember that even though you're down, you will get back up. Happy days will come again. Hence, the title of this blog post. It is the title of a song originally produced in the 1930's, but the message it sends resinates in today's culture just as much as it did back then. The song was recently featured on "Glee," where the characters Rachel and Kurt did a beautiful rendition of the song (taking a new spin on it by making it a duet. Yes, I am a Gleek.) But let us return to my depression treatment. Music is the one thing that can help me through anything and everything. There's a song for everything! Love, depression, hatred, happiness, and songs about absolutely nothing. So no matter what mood I'm in, there's a song I can listen to or sing that will make me feel better. The most important thing to remember about music is you can't just listen to the instruments, you have to listen to the words being said and the message being sent. Artists write songs so you listen to what they have to say; a three minute musical spilling of the soul, at least that's how it is with the music I listen to.
Music has the power to cure the world. Think about it, people have been singing and dancing and playing music since before the birth of Christ. It has and always will be a form of communication, self expression, and liberation. We as people should be able to bond over music, even if we don't have the same taste. It's something that we have, something we've always had and can turn to in times of joy or sadness or anger. Music will always be my first love. And like a love, it will always be there for me. So I'm not worried about getting up from my fall, so long as I have my head on straight and a fully charged iPod, I know I'll be just fine.

"So long sad times
Go long bad times
We are rid of you at last

Howdy gay times
Cloudy gray times
You are now a thing of the past

Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again

Altogether shout it now
There's no one
Who can doubt it now
So let's tell the world about it now
Happy days are here again

Your cares and troubles are gone
There'll be no more from now on
From now on ...

Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
So, Let's sing a song of cheer again

Happy times
Happy nights
Happy days
Are here again!"