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Message From Ming…
What can I say? I’ve been in a haze the last 30 some hours. I’ve taken two vows of silence breaks (just got done with 2hours). Never really tried it before. It’s wonderful to take some time to reflect, meditate and/or pray or try and link vibrations with someone who may be hundreds of miles away. Dai is a fighter and is in a holding pattern in ICU still. I think if he hadn’t caught so many of these setbacks he might already be out of the coma. But we’ll never know. Let me tell you there are no more screwed up business’ then the music industry and the insurance industry. Oh, but I’m playing nice. for now. I’ve been trying to be positive, but let me tell you it ain’t easy. Sometimes you want to blame people. When I first seen Dai the first week basically being held to life by machines- I felt guilty for being healthy and walking around. But life is not for us to ever know the big picture. It’s a liberating point of view. Why do think so many people believe in god? Something we never see. Because it’s convenient for people. I am one of those too.
All I want to know anymore is love. To those of you that have given so much- thank you again. You are the people that will change the world. My brother is a helluva guy at the very least. So keep the positive vibrations going to him. Inhale. And exhale the love to my little brother.
Well, I’m out for now. Not much to say, but I’ll get at ya soon.
love always, -M.
p.s.-We all know the problems in the world. Help us work on the solutions. Send all submissions about anything to lavasea.com. Go ahead. Vent. Rant. Rave. Educate. Help us to create a world where the most valuable resource is us as the human race. We are running out of time. It’s the fourth quarter. We got time for, maybe a couple more plays.
p.s.s.-And to Matt in Iraq- As part of preserving our most valuable resource: I want all our men/women home asap. We have other fish to fry. Godspeed.
It’s The Singer Not The Song…
“You see the same faces on the way up as you do on the way down.”
“Do onto others as you would have done on to you.”
“If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
“Loyalties don’t lead to royalties.”
You hear a lot of little sayings in life. Some are good rules to live by. Others, maybe just silly.
And before I go any further, let me say once and for all- I am not a perfect person. I make mistakes. I inadvertently hurt peoples feelings. Everyday I try and do the right things, sometimes falling well short of the mark. I won’t say “I’m only human”-that just seems like a silly cop-out.
Something I’ve been working on a lot lately is not giving in to feeding negativity (usually my own). I am trying the best I can to let people be people. I am trying to let the Karma Snake do it’s job (without my help).
In the last 5 months I have learned a great many things about people. Myself included. Thankfully this little website has reaffirmed what I always knew was true- People are generally good and want to live compassionate lives. The compassion and acts of kindness towards my brother by complete (to me anyway) strangers has been amazing. I realize that my brother is a special person. But as I read the stories about him, I realize that the impressions he has left on people are just alot of things that were just Dai being Dai. Most of these stories I’ve never heard, but I know are true. And if you read them, most of them are really just simple acts of compassion and kindness. Somehow this compounded with the fact that on some level Dai might be considered a “rock star” seem to have quite an effect on people. From what I gather this kind of behavior isn’t typical rock star demeanor. The reality is that these simple acts of compassion are really just how we all want to be treated. And now I see it coming back tenfold with all the love and support so many have given my family in this trying time. Always, it’s some stranger with a email or link or story- to help me to restore faith that everything will work out one way or another. Half the time it’s Gina. We’ve never even met- and now I feel like I have a sister in Texas. Again I can never thank you all enough for everything.
I don’t think I’m the sharpest tool in the box. Sometimes I don’t even feel like I’m in the box to be honest. I have read many times that a lot of artist realize that their songs are interpreted in so many different ways, that they tend not to want to get into what it meant to them. I was over 30 before I realized what the song with the line “I’ve spent all of my life watching trains go by” meant.
I have been around the “biz” long enough to realize that more than likely, I don’t want to meet my favorite songwriters or bands. I don’t want to find out that they might be a bunch pricks. I like the mystic and the myth more. So maybe I just learned what the old Stones song “It’s the singer, not the song” means to me.
As a kid me and Dai shared a lot of interests. And our heroes might have been of stage and screen, but now I find myself finding that my heroes are “regular people.” Single parents, working stiffs with jobs they hate (but doing for their family), people that have nothing yet give whatever they can and folks that just plain go the extra mile to do the right thing.
“If you choose not to decide you still have made a choice” (Rush- did I get the lyrics right?).
Since the accident I’ve seen a lot of peoples true colors. You think you know people until something like this happens. Then you see what you always knew was there, but didn’t really want to accept. But for every cold black heart I see the light and kindness in the next soul. Maybe we are all just living our dream of what we think this world is. Sometimes when I least expect it, I hear the 10,000 things. the stuttering I and I and I of the rastas. the oneness of everything. the chaos. And somehow the interconnectedness is in harmony.
But usually I just put one foot in front of the other and try and make the best of it. Cause I’ll be damned if this world, or me or both ain’t downright Crazy. But life is good. So cheers. -M.
p.s.- Gina and I are gonna be working on a different site. Hopefully geared toward real change. You and I are the hundredth monkey. I know. It’s hard to be your own heroes, but let’s be realistic. If we really want to make the world inhabitable for our children- it’s gonna be on us. And starting yesterday. You with me? Think about it. Or just keep watching your regularly scheduled programming. Cheerio.
Happy Easter Dai
Hope you are doing okay today.
Me and Shine went to Wans’ for lunch. Been thinking bout ya alot today. You’re going on 5 months, but I have a good feeling bout the oxygen therapy.
Didn’t talk to any family today. You know how holidays are lately.
Got in a tiff with my girl. I apologized.
I’ve been thinking bout it and I think I’ve got the solution for ya. You need one of those therapy dogs. Or even a cat. Ta hang with ya 247. Ima run it by mom.
Been talking to McKenna bout doing a benefit show in sac., Reggie gonna handle something and some guy Joe is lining something up with me at the h.o.b. Anaheim. Craig Underwood is the house sound guy there (He’s been cracking me up calling today Zombie Jesus Day. Talking bout how he’s gonna sleep with his football helmet on, just in case. I will spare mom all this humor). Guy named hefe just finished a show on the other side of the world and threw $1400 into the fund (thanks). I guess he’s doing another one. And he’s been in contact with NOFX and Billy Gould (Faith No More is back together for a second). How fucking cool would that be? All I can say is that people around the world are pulling and praying for ya. And doing whatever they can. It’s been the most inspirational thing I’ve seen in years. But then again I was kind of dead to the world for alot of years. I’ve even cried a couple times (Moms still alive) – but it feels good to feel anything at this point.
Other than that things are bout the same. my job is okay. Shine is perfect. My old lady is the best.
I miss ya tho bro. It’s strange not to be able to call you.
Well, it’s only time, tickin away, away- it’s only time. tickin away.
Gonna try and see you by the time I turn 40 in May.
Cya in a minute boss. love, -M.
How bout a few words for the folks at home, …
Yo Haji- thanks for the update. I dig your blogs brother. I’m pretty sure this injury might have killed most people, but Dai is a trooper.
I got alot of response from my last blog from bands (all over the world) that are taking the ball and running with it. The first day I got an email from a guy named Hefe and he had already booked a five band bill for the cause. Way to the be the ball! So yeah, that’s gonna be the new format(since we can’t be at all the shows)- You be the ball. Book the venuve, show(bands/performers) and send all pertinent and info and or links to admin@oneloveforchi.com. Gina will be putting up a poster on this site with all the info we need to post on our calendar of events. Originally we thought we could be a little more hands on, but that really doesn’t seem to be realistic. So you all are on the honor system- and let me just say in advance- Thanks again for all the love and support towards Dai. Also I got alot of response from people wanting to donate stuff to ebay- so we are getting a p.o. box tommorow. If you’re computer illiterate like me you can send stuff and we will ebay/raffle it towards the cause.
Let me tell you about the best show I ever played. Suprisingly it wasn’t the fillmore with tones a couple years back(although I’m eternally grateful- Kind of had an off nite there), but rather in stockton with a my first “real” band Brother Cain (not chainsaw guys). We got on a show billed as a benefit for Dave Prichard(Armored Saint) who had died of leukemia. This was about 89 or 90. The flyer had the logos of Metallica, Exodus, Testament and all the other bay area thrash bands with the tiny words “featuring members of” undereath it. Show and doors started late. We were the dead opener. The place was packed beyond capacity. As I walked out on the stage(it was like that glossy basketball court wood) I noticed how humid it was, and was careful not to slip since the floor was perspiring. We played our set and the kids tore the place apart. It was freaking awesome. Later on some dumbfuck decided to ride his harley into the pit. It was the same material as the stage. He dumped it on the floor. Tweakers. Pretty amusing though. Anyway, even though none of the demigods of the bay area thrash scene came out- the “promoters” did a killing. Now I’m not sure, but I’m pretty sure none of that money went to Dave Prichards family. I’m pretty sure it went into alot of beer, meth and other shit. You get what I’m getting at here. Don’t push your luck with the Karma Snake, lest he come and bite you on the arse. Nuff said.
How bout I tell ya about one of my favorite tones shows? It was somewhere in the midwest on the Around the Fur tour and Abe(herein referred to as Ben Richter)was losing his shit during the first couple songs. Apparently Mr. Richters’ monitors were not working to his satisfaction. This was before they were carrying their own monitors. Finally I think Chino(herein referred to as Screamy Spice) ended up saying into the mic some shit to Abe. Talking shit. “What motherfucker, ya can’t hear?” Next thing I know Screamy Spice throws his his microphone at Ben. I’m not sure if it hit him or the drums or both, but when he tried to pull the mic cable back it was wrapped or stuck or something. Anyway he finally gave it one big yank and somehow all the drums except the snare, kick and hi hat got pulled over. Somehow, Abe was able to finish the song and when the last note hit him and Chino kind of met near the mess of drums on stage and gave each other a huge hug(kiss kiss- I love you man). That was a pretty memorable show. Oh, for the record the band had to walk offstage after that for about a 15minute break to allow B. Twitchell and the Soundman to put the drums/mics back together.
I’ve always said that you know it’s a real band when you can go to blows and the next day you’re still a band. Another time on the fur tour Screamy Spice and Cheng started to go to blows on the bus and I stepped between them. There was still tension when they hit the stage, but they let it all go there. I remember they were on point that nite. I will always be grateful to my brother and the band for allowing me to see a bit of the world with them.
Speaking of my brother, the family met with a Doctor on friday at the hospital. Looks like we are gonna go for it. Dai will be getting a hyperbaric oxygen chamber in his room soon. I guess these things have a pretty high success rate with coma patients. Again Gina tipped us on to this. I love this girl like family.
If there is any question where your money donated to this site goes- it’s to things like this. It’s unfortanate enough when things like this happen, but to have to fight with insurance(and this guy is supposed to have good insurance. Allegedly 2 insurance companies. If you’ve never seen Michael Moores’ movie Sicko-check it out. Sure this guy is a fat fuck that should move to Canada already, but the movie rings so true. There is no more corrupt business than medical insurance business. Not even the music biz is this fuct up)companies to get the coverage that they are supposed to provide is super fucked up. I won’t go into details, but I will never be able to thank so many of you for all the good that you’ve done. Dai blew through the 1st million in i.c.u. in about a week. We’ve kind of been fightings and funding ever since then. It adds up quick. 7k for a wheelchair. Well I won’t itemize the shit. Just, thanks again.
Oh and as long as we’re at it, apparently a couple people out there think(and express ingnorantly via email)that if you travel on a bus, have cds in stores and tour the world- well, you’re rich millionaires. So to dumbfucks that have this misconception, let me burst your silly bubble. The tones are not JayZ. Or Korn. Prior to Dai’s accident, he was working occasionally for our longtime friend/promotor Brian McKenna(Abstract Entertainment-I’ve worked for Brian on and off or about 15years.Great guy.). Fifty bucks here. A hunded there. I remember a couple years ago I got him on with Brian as a runner(driver)for the Social Distortion show in Davis. Mike Ness and the guys recognized him. I guess even they were suprised to see him working like an average joe. Like most people in the world it seems like you always spend as much money as you have. And then some. Dai was heavily in debt before this shit. Bankruptcy is imminent now. But we’ve got other shit to worry about then saving his house, cars, etc. So for you fucking morons that think all bands are rich- buy a fucking clue. When was the last time you saw any of the guys(tones) on MTV cribs? Do something more positive with your time.
And on that note, I think I shall get on with my day off. Got some yardwork, phone calls, bills-well, life- to deal with.
And lastly, just in case there was any confusion. My opinions/blogs are strictly mine. Not to be confused with my family, the tones or anyone else. My idea of god and many other things may not agree with your opinions. Mine are more like that we are all god and the devil, light and darkness and good and evil. And my god gave us freewill. So do with the days what you will, but remember in real life there are no rewind buttons. And mostly we don’t know how much time we have in our bank accounts. I have done the “devils work” and I need not look further than the sky/clouds above to see “the hand of god.” More importantly I try and be a christian by the definition of christian: To be Christlike. They call it the greatest story ever told. Even if it is only a story it does teach compassion and many good things. I don’t go to church. I also read the Tao and Buddhist stuff. I believe we are all connected. The teachings I like all seem to testify that we are all one. Interconnected. And that all our actions have a reaction one way or another. So like a part of a prayer I’ve heard many times, but can’t remember(try to paraphrase here), I will try to forgive those that trespass(fuck over)against us so that they will forgive our trespass’. Now I’m pretty sure I fucked that one up. Maybe one of you will be so kind as to leave the whole prayer as a comment. Til then. Be well. -M.
Help us with this benefit Show of Love and Synchronization
What can I say. Miracles happen. Somebody ponied up 13k is what I heard for that 25minute bamboozel spot. Good Shit. Gina/onelove site is up to that now too. Unbelievable. And, no shit- I just started a new job today. 
Just 2days ago I was looking at my pile of bills spread out on the dining room table wondering how the fuck I was gonna- might be late on paying, but the money will be D.O.A. either way. When was the last time you got paid and the money wasn’t already spent? I’m just happy to have a job. Audio/Video/Lighting Co.- right up my alley.
The last 2days I was back at home. Kid at school. Lady at work. I was fucking lonely and missed my brother. Guess the job came just in time. Oh but on that note I am trying to organize(probably rush order) a simultaneous one love benefit show(s) in multiple cities. Sacto, Vegas, L.A.- fuckit, your hometown too. I’m gonna try and play my home town. Stockton. With some locals probably. May 8-9th is what I’m shooting for. If you’ve got a real lead on a venue, sound, lights, bands, hands, volunteers-then let’s make this happen. I’m pretty sure fieldy from Special K is working on something. Hoping some other bigger name bands will sign on and in turn a domino effect will occur. All things possible. After this I’m serious about wanting to get cracking on this climate crisis. I’ll be looking for some key players that can help us out. this could be you. Brian Mckenna, Tim Driver, Craig Underwood(Oh, hey will you as the house if they might donate Anaheim H.O.B.), Big bands, baby bands, your band, my band, D.J.s- bring it on. the 8th and the 9th of May are right around the corner. Book your show. I will list it on the one love site and do what you can. Rock. and even if your gig only makes $100.-every dollar helps.
Email your event details to admin@oneloveforchi.com – I promise you every penny goes towards my brothers well being.
My mom and Mae are meeting with a Doc. friday about these hyperbaric oxygen therapy chambers?- they are supposed to have a high success rate with coma patients.
Oh also we are trying to get as many tattoo shops in on a series of tats- maybe even at some of these bigger events. It’s the loveyourbrother series. If you got something to bring to the show let me know. Even when me and Dai put on Spoken word shows we always tried to make it more of a show then some drunk guy reading poetry. Belly Dancing, Jonah, Mike Farrell(right-Daisy Spot).
I’m signing off til Monday folks. Leave a message at the tone. Know that I love you and that everyday I see the good in people and it gives me hope. That we might have a chance. To save ourselves. We can’t wait for obama. It’s gonna take you and me and the neighbor to say- “Ya know what- this ain’t working. How are we gonna fix it?” and then do the work to make things right. I’m done being cynical it’s to easy. I’m gonna try. If you want in let me know. Cheerios kids. -M.
P.S.- I think it would be sweet if every band could dedicate at least one song to my brother and we’ll make a video comp of the best shit for him and to post on the site. Just a thought. Not sure what song I will do. Probably a cover.
P.S.S.- Uh, on my list of bands I’d like to volunteer would be uh, er- Quicksand, Radiohead, Faith No More, Ghostride, Mark Curry, Sex Sixty Six, No Kill I, filibuster, Mark Lanegan, Queens of the Stone Age, Ben Harper, Any Mike Patton related project, the tones- well, the list goes on and on. Foo fighters. So I guess I will stop. and the Stones. Okay, I’m out. Peace.
Saturday Mar. 28 eve. w. Dai/ cOWLICKlADYbLUES
Anyway, it’s 10:30pm and me and Dai are settling in on some Marley and maybe some six feet under. Been a good day. Got a little more action out of him physically. He’s seems kind of beat. But I’m not gonna let him off quite yet. We’ll all have plenty of time to sleep when we’re dead. I’ve got my telecaster, his acoustic, the laptop(but no internet-it’s actually feels like a vacation without it and cell reception) electronic drums in car(wish my old lady, oops, er- my drummer was here and my best friend.)
Came back to the rental pimp pad for quick shower and update.
When I took Dai out in his wheelchair to look out at the bay, golden gate and sun. I was asking him to lift a leg for me. Wasn’t getting much. Then I saw an angry look in his eye. Look like he was gonna cry and shit. I came in grabbed his hand to tell him everything was gonna be alright. But he was 
like doing sit ups in his wheelchair and raising both legs at the same time. He’s never been able to pull something that physical off.
I kept him in the chair the rest of the Day. came back caught rock of love bus. Listened to the CD gina overnighted of all you wonderful fans that recorded an audio track to my brother. I only listened to one so far and it straight made me want to cry. And me and Dai’s credo is that a man should never cry after 30-unless his mother dies. Kind of kidding. Kind of not.
Big boys don’t cry. ever heard that?
Dai told me, even when our youngest brother overdosed last year-that he quit crying after his divorce was over. Maybe it’s the meds I’m on, but in a way I kind of like the occasional cry. It’s a change for me.
Life is suffering.
Spot on Buddha. Good call.
But maybe it’s suffering, death and hardships that make joy, and life and triumphs sweeter and worth it.
member that QOTSA line “I need something good to die for-to make it beautiful to live.”?
Quick shower and I’m running back to spend the nite again. Don’t really get cell connection (mostly just text) on the hill in Dais room. but it’s been nice being cut off, old school style-from the world and actually have some good quality time with my bro.
Thank you all so much for everything. The donations. The goodwill. I was starting lose faith in your kind(humans). But that’s how we always see the other worlds. As aliens.
was supposed to leave today. Sunshine has school on monday. Straight A kid my 9 year old. It changed my life to become a full time single parent. No booze. No super partying. just kid, now a lady and music (always-my four track recordings rock! My chick is a phenomenal drummer for only been playing 8 months). Everyday I have is a small victory.
Cheers from -M. & Dai
Saturday Mar. 28 morning with Dai 2day.
And so we take it one day at a time. Well, enough of this shit. We saw a wild turkey outside a couple days ago. It’s nice and I think me and Dai will roll outside for awhile. It’s a nice day and the hospital here sits atop a small mountain.
And so I have to practice what I preach. On that note people.
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