A walk through hell.....

So i have been working on my dream piece this weekend, which was tough because Saturday March 29th, i was at a Say Anything concert (Insert fan scream here). i was on line @ the nokia theater from 2:30pm till 6pm when the doors opened, They show was Amazing!!! They even sang a old song called " A walk through Hell" One of the most inspiring songs ever written. Max Bemis was hot as hell as always....emo tear.....too bad he has a GF.
Anyways..... I think I'm going to do a series of paintings based off that song, ill include the lyrics at the end of the blog so you can see what I'm talking about. So yeah i don't know how this turned into a post about the concert but somehow it did....... so I'm still working on my dream painting, i have redone it twice and now its turned into this kind of abstract version of my dream, but that's ok. I'm working on an art board because i cant stand canvas sometimes and I'm also using acrylic paints and that reminds me that i need to swing by Michael's to pick up some more paint.....i ran out of dark blue.......I also need to study.....Ugh...how can life suck and be awesome at the same time!

A walk through hell lyrics: Enjoy!

And if I could swim, I'd swim out to you in the ocean,
Swim out to where you were floating in the dark.
And if I was blessed, I'd walk on the water you're breathing,
To lend you some air for that heaving, sunken chest.
'Cause they chose you as the model for their empty little dreams,
With your new head and your legs spread like a filthy magazine.
And they hunt you, and they gut you, and you give in.
And if I was brave, I'd climb up to you on the mountain,
They led you to drink from their fountain spouting lies.
And I'd slay the horrible beast they commissioned
To steer me away from my mission to your eyes.
and I'd stand there, like a soldier, with my foot upon his chest,
With my grin spread, and my arms out, in my bloodstained Sunday's best,
And you'd hold me; I'd remind you who you are under their shell.
I'd walk through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes
These soles are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing ensue;
My soul is useless without you...
And if they send a whirlwind, I'd hug it like a harmless little tree.
Or an earthquake, I'd calm it, and I'd bring you back to me.
And I'd hold you in my weak arms like a first born.
I'd walk through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes,
These soles are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing ensue;
My soul is useless without you...Through hell for you
Through hell for you
Without you, without you...Through hell for you.
Without you...Through hell for you
Now I've walked through hell for you.
What's an adventurer to do, But rest these feet at home with you?