Allow me narrate this for you.

I’m prepping for dinner, veggies and chicken breast in a cilantro, lime, garlic marinade for the BBQ. I’m going about my business when I hear a soft knock on the door. I wash my hands hurriedly, grab a kitchen towel and jog to the door. I open the door, look down and see a package I was expecting. I look up, see the UPS fella, who is already back in his truck. I nod. He returns the gesture with a quiet clench of his fist and gives one, ever so subtle pump. I close the door and pause with a smile on my face.
It doesn’t take much my friends to make a day worth having been lived. It was nothing, damn near insignificant, but it was, strangely enough, a connection with another human I have not felt in awhile.

To sum up this short story:

Me: Package received.
UPS Guy: Solid.

This is what keeps me up in the still hours of the night.

This is why I write.

This is why I hope.

This is why I dream for more beyond my waking hours.

We are very pleased to announce that we will be performing at Detroits Up in the Aether con this coming may!

Please do check it out!

http://www.upintheaether.com/

Steampunk Gettysburg.

What can I say?  It was a great weekend.  I got to play with the full band in addition to seeing a lot of familiar faces in addition to many new ones.

The convention scene never fails to surprise me with how far some people travel to get to these events where we live in a tiny bubble for a weekend.  I appreciate everyone who stopped by, smelled my soap, listened to our tunes and bought our stuff.  You folks keep me going.

Next on the list is 5Wits April 5th for their 20,000 leagues under the sea event:  http://www.5-wits.com/  and then later this month Divine Decadence:  http://thetwistedworld.com/

See you there!

eli

Come friday we will be performing at the Steampunk Gettysburg event in Gettysburg PA.  I am quite looking forward to this.  We will be getting in early, so we can catch some of the sights before heading off to the convention.

If you’ve got your tickets, then we will see you there!  If not, you can find out more info right here:  http://www.steampunkatgettysburg.com/

http://www.steampunkmagazine.com/2013/03/music-review-to-the-weak-and-the-weary/

This pre-order will be up until the end of the day on Wednesday, then I will be placing the order with the screen printer!

http://www.eliaugust.com/shirts/t-shirt-rib-cage/

womans sizes:
Size….. body length….. chest …..sleeve length
S………….25 3/8………. 30…………… 5 3/4
M………….26…………….32……………..6
L……….. 26 5/8……….. 34…………… 6 1/4
XL……… 27 1/4……….. 37…………… 6 1/2
2XL……. 27 7/8………… 40…………… 6 3/4

The Sounds of Trains

The sounds of trains, the cityscape, I’m not within her element, it’s strange, because I was for so long once.
Her touch, so much, but I am caught within the dust of my innocence undone.

Hold on, hold on,
what’s been ignored?
Maybe both these hearts have been torn.

Let me down again.
Feed me to the wolves, and then…
Wrap me in your lies.
I’m not worth your wasted time.

I know, I’m not innocent.
I know, I’m not all I thought I was.
Every word I said, I meant.
I miss you!

Let the autumn go; let it change.
You were the one who was supposed to stay the same.
Oh darlin’, I find it strange.
I miss you!

Every word filled with regret.
I’m never coming back again.
I’m tired, and I am spent.
I miss you!

…and into the dark we go
our most unsavory hearts, so cold.
I feel torn apart, and sold to a fate I deserve.
The warmth of your heart, you hold so far from its earthly home.
I begged you to stop, but you stole any hope that I had.

Pre-order the brand new album here:

http://www.eliaugust.com/music/the-weak-and-the-weary/#

“Alone”

No one wants to hear a sad song.

We’re all here to forget.

No one wants to face what went wrong,

or be caught in this lament.

You have no choice in the matter,

face to face its coming clear.

You can’t deny the darker weather.

You won’t make me disappear.

If you’re a suspect in your own life…

If you’ve paid dearly for your flaws…

If you’ve ever come unraveled,

staring blankly at these walls…

You’re not alone.

Are you seeking absolution,

a new found purpose or a cause?

Have you ever faced desertion,

and thought hope was all but lost?

Have you ever roamed the midnight

on a dark and empty street,

searching for some frame of insight

as to why you’re incomplete?

If you’re a suspect in your own life…

If you’ve paid dearly for your flaws…

If you’ve ever come unraveled,

staring blankly at these walls…

You’re not alone.

All I wanted to was to survive.

All I wanted to was to change my mind.