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<b><a href="http://www.cameronbarry.com/weblog/archive.html">Archive List</a></b></p></p>Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-16417095574132376942009-04-23T22:55:00.000-07:002009-04-23T22:58:57.661-07:00Rainbow RhetoricWritten by Cameron Barry Some of the effects of popular culture on the gay subculture are easily recognized. Hollister, Abercrombie & Fitch, Red Bull and Smirnoff have all signed on to the disposal cash-cow that is the gay individual. Camel and Marlboro, Saks 5th Avenue, Nordstrom and more have all marketed, indirectly or otherwise, to gay male culture by assigning a specific Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-43754414516473633742008-10-11T15:54:00.000-07:002008-10-11T15:59:43.075-07:00Ok, not earth shattering news by any means, but the IPhone is so god damned cool. I mean, yes... It has some bugs. Sometimes it annoys you by acting quirky, but anything, -anything- is better than samsung. See how I do not even capitalize their name? That is because samsung, imho, can go eat a nice, big, bountiful bowl of dick.Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-10289784224798398952008-08-01T15:40:00.000-07:002008-08-01T15:50:56.177-07:00Well I only have 15 minutes to write something up.The office at my work sits on a hill with giant glass windows. The sky is covered with deep, dark thunderclouds. But it's warm, because this is summer in Oregon.It feels like a lightning bolt could shoot out of the sky at any moment -- like you could reach across the horizon with your mind, channel yourself into the chaos ... and end up some placeCameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-86390189919762625982008-08-01T15:37:00.001-07:002008-08-01T15:40:26.426-07:00Virgins don't have babies.And Water, it isn't wine.And there's a holy spirit maybe,But she would never rent a room with walls built by mankind.Mary and Muhammad are screaming through the clouds,To lay your goddamned arms down,Rip your bigot roots up from the earth,And salt the god damned ground. -- Jay BrannanCameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-83274029272765840132008-05-07T14:24:00.000-07:002008-08-01T15:36:51.949-07:00I hesitate to state that there are similarities between Iraq and Vietnam. On the surface many have argued in news articles, blogs, and television shows that parallels exist. Hints that these similarities somehow justify or fuel an argument about the current war, whatever that argument may be, ripple through the osmotic texture of people’s words, masking a deeper need.Need. I think that’s the key Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-79297477308837856802008-02-19T10:32:00.000-08:002008-02-19T10:34:18.339-08:00A silent trip through old town,A place I’ve been many times before,The familiar sight of Darcelle’s,And CC Slaughter’s hallowed doors,Sights expected, my mind seeking,An inward calm, the air crisp and leaves dancing,The flux of the city ringing slightly out and up and over,The blur of the moment, where I move,My Mouth Silent,Seeking knowledge in the quiet,Battered back by years of anger,Quietly, Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-80936214832691776462008-01-30T11:31:00.000-08:002008-01-30T11:32:39.523-08:00There is something in the distance of the fallen pixel's stars,as it passes in the distance of the charges through the cars,Spin, Spin, tea in china... spin to make some sense,as the clap of all the kittens makes the world titans commence,Faster and the star is seen, inclouded in the mystery,Those who don't shall never see,The star shrouded inside the sea,Like a burst of sunlight,in the dust,Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-68156105045451555272008-01-30T11:26:00.000-08:002008-01-30T11:28:02.225-08:00 He was a harp, a tool; and all life that he had known,and all that was his consciousness was the strings; and the flood of music was a wind that poured against those strings and set them vibrating with memories and dreams . . . Past, present, and future mingled; and he went on oscillating across the broad, warm world, through high adventure and noble deedsto Her--ay, and with her, winning her, Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-44098216749236718362008-01-14T17:00:00.000-08:002008-01-14T17:07:31.432-08:00You know the similarity in some of my posts is staggering. I could probably write a script that would keep you better updated... or I could just say blah blah blah.School is fascinating. And annoying, because I'm technically still a freshman until next term, so I don't get much money at all from Financial Aid. Next term I'll be a sophomore and they'll give me an extra grand per term, so all of myCameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-69489958516478497372008-01-05T17:15:00.001-08:002008-01-14T17:00:48.127-08:00Jesus. Where to begin.Nearly an entire year has gone by.An entire year since I've posted on my blog.Where to begin? Hmm. Well as you know I started school last year, and I'm now going into my second year. I was struggling at first but am getting good grades now. My University Studies class has been amazing, and my professor Victoria has been very supportive and sets the bar for what an educator Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1170453595786801992007-02-02T13:59:00.000-08:002008-01-05T17:15:04.839-08:00It's amazing the things that we forget. Maybe they are too painful to remember. Maybe we need to forget them to move on with our lives. One such event occured to me back in the summer of 2003. I met someone that I knew (or at least thought) that I immediately loved. If I had known then what I know now, I probably would have taken the plunge and gone with him to California. I guess I put it out ofCameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1168832060480850932007-01-14T19:33:00.000-08:002008-01-05T17:10:58.036-08:00Ah, hangover fun!! Thank god for ibuprofen.Anyway...I think I am changing.Yeah right, like that's some big earth-shattering revelation.Life is change.But anyway, my outlook is changing a bit. I'm actually starting to have one, maybe?Reality.Sometimes I get very overwhelmed by the magnitude of it's simplicity, and the depths to which we, as humanity, do not understand it. Are almost incapable of Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1168737117616804312007-01-13T16:50:00.000-08:002007-01-13T17:11:57.630-08:00Well, I made it through the first week of school. No death, no damage, but very little sleep. It is four in the afternoon (or evening, as it looks outside). The people upstairs have begun their nightly party. The stomping and yelling and talking and guitar playing and warbling voices are permeating into my dorm. My radiator begins to emit a loud whining noise as it tries to force in boiling waterCameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1167717641924619152007-01-01T21:56:00.000-08:002007-01-01T22:00:41.936-08:00Sweet. Well I am all moved into my dorm. Campus life is a lot of fun. Everything is so centralized it's really convenient. I highly recommend on-campus housing for anyone who is going to school. You just can't beat it.I ran into an old friend of mine who lives in the same dorms as me. That was pretty cool. Hadn't seen him in like 5 years.I've been playing guitar a bit more recently. Getting someCameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1165174201031482982006-12-03T11:26:00.000-08:002006-12-03T11:30:01.046-08:00Wow... Ouch :)So I guess there is a lot of updating to do. I've been so busy lately that I really haven't had time to do much socially. PSU accepted my application and I am going to school full time now for a physics degree. I started work at a new part-time job and will hopefully get into campus housing by January. I also have a cold right now so I'm not going to post much more than that, but Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1164998125346024982006-12-01T10:32:00.000-08:002006-12-01T10:35:25.363-08:00Hello, this is Beth.I am here to post on Camerons blog for him as he's felt the need to leave it neglected and forgotten. Even after numerous prompting to update his blog for his devoted fans, my pleas have fallen on deaf ears. He's an important music person now and has no time for us little people. I'm starting a support group if anyone else would like to join. In this support group we shallBalailhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06211867929896068542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1153051533000398242006-07-16T04:53:00.001-07:002008-10-11T15:49:09.716-07:00You know, I am really glad that I keep this blog. When I go back and look at my life and all the things that have happened... It really puts everything in perspective.It's amazing how things can change so quickly. It's amazing how much control we really do have over our lives. Reality is so very interesting. It is completely within our control, and yet a part of us chooses to limit ourselves Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1144081678610745142006-04-03T09:18:00.000-07:002006-04-03T15:05:05.876-07:00Goodbye Corporate America!I gave notice at my work. My last day will be May 5th, and then I'll start concentrating even more on my music and the next few stages of my life. My house will go up for sale mid-may and hopefully be done and sold by mid-june. My job has also offered me a bit of side-work as a consultant, so that's good.I gave a copy of "Slips Away" to my friend Tim who plays piano and Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1142957085683805472006-03-21T07:58:00.000-08:002006-04-03T09:18:36.220-07:00OK. Seriously. You *NEED* to go see V for Vendetta.It was one of the best movies I have seen this year. It made me cry, it made me angry, it made me think...2.5 months and then I am done with my home and can focus on my music. With the money from my house I should be able to spend a lot of time writing and playing and working with the scene. I am really looking forward to it!-CameronCameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1141675646600770742006-03-06T12:05:00.000-08:002006-03-06T12:07:26.610-08:00"Tragedy blows through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything, creating chaos. You wait for the dust to settle and then you choose. You can live in the wreckage and pretend it's the mansion you remember, or you can crawl from the rubble and slowly rebuild... Because after disaster strikes, the important thing is that you move on. But if you're like me, you just keep chasing the storm.Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1141403350478942002006-03-03T08:20:00.000-08:002006-03-03T08:38:28.223-08:00It has been a while since I've posted. I've been pretty busy lately. I wrote two new songs these past couple months and I was able to go into the Z100 studio (holla, adam!) and record them. "Slips Away" and "Flying" are posted on the music section of my webpage at http://www.cameronbarry.comThey are still in conception -- I have a friend Tim who is a piano player and he'll hopefully have some Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1136860331780495812006-01-09T18:28:00.000-08:002006-01-09T18:32:11.790-08:00Hmm, where to begin...Europe was amazing. I had a really great time and it was very relaxing for me. I took my guitar with me and practiced whenever I could. I can play for longer periods of time now and I've been learning a few more chords.I have some great pictures, but I'm not going to post them.I just finished "Confessions of an Economic Hitman". What an amazing book. It really makes one Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1132685342792118262005-11-22T10:02:00.000-08:002005-11-22T10:49:02.833-08:00So I've picked up my guitar again. I've been practicing a lot and my callouses are back on my fingertips and I seem to be getting better.I wrote a new song a few nights ago and I was very happy with how it turned out. It's the first one that I can really say I am happy with, because I can play it and sing it at the same time and it's got a nice melody and good changes and, well, I really like Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1131499998296213502005-11-08T17:27:00.000-08:002005-11-08T17:33:18.306-08:00I think I am coming to understand that it is okay to express your emotions (that there are healthy ways of doing it), as long as you do not become addicted to them.I spent an evening a few nights ago in a complete emotional funk. I was sitting at home alone and I was completely beside myself with depression and boredom (spawned from a complete lack of motivation). There I was, convinced that I Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914922.post-1128310840672106052005-10-02T20:21:00.000-07:002005-10-02T20:41:13.986-07:00Holy crap. It's been months since I've posted.My life has been a whirlwind lately. It's funny, how when you are presented with a pivotal moment in your life, you are also presented with multiple paths -- all of which are very valid choices, and the only thing that you have to do is choose.No path makes any outstanding promises. No path has a "salvation" sign hanging above it. Nothing that says Cameron Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18305730337002085165noreply@blogger.com