Me, Munday and Steve-O (11th St Murder) watching da NCAA title game.

Taken from the comfort of my heatless crib, on my goodwill sofa.

How I Spend My Downtime.

I Got Different Goals Than You Do. Believe It.

The AmeriCan't dream is universally accepted to be a house, a yard, a stupid fence, and ugly fucking kids.  I realize that isn't universal but to those in my age bracket (35-45) it seems to be the industry standard. Recently at age 38 I relocated to a mountainous region of North Carolina and in doing so I gave away all my earthly possessions (sans my record collection) in an effort to minimize my life and fit all my stuff into my ford e250 work van, my plans were fast and loose,  I just felt a time for change was upon me. I had lived in Norfolk VA for over 18 years and felt stagnant. I never want that feeling again. Dying for the sake of dying. Withering on the vine.  I had no roots in the region and felt that my destiny lay elsewhere. I live a charmed life and had no doubts something would shake out my way. Because, on the surface of most levels, I may appear to be a "loser", at my core I know that I  win. Daily.
When I make love and I make music, making money is of little or no concern.  If I do both well enough, the necessities will be met. In summary. I'm 39. I own a 13 year old volvo and rent a hovel that merely keeps the rain off of my shanks and I have never been happier or more alive. Turn off, throw away and drop out.

Mother.

My mother dated this dude in high school. I dunno if they boned, I simply can't bring myself to ask.

The White Mans Burden:

...My name is Benjamin Hamilton Hogg. I've been 
asked to sprinkle my knowledge on this here blog site, so that's just 
what I aim to do.  My credentials are circumspect at best but here goes 
nothing. I have sang or still sing in Hour of 13, Beaten Back to Pure, 
Birds of Prey, and Plague the Suffering. I don't play any instruments 
and have no idea how all that has come together. Started in ernest in 
musi in 1996 at the age of 24. I'm pushing 40 as we speak. So there's 
that. I wrote for Metal Maniacs back when that existed, I don't think I 
killed it, but who's to say. Apparently I am interesting to at least 
one person because I was asked to do this and he was willing to set it 
up. I'd hope he'd proof read the content but I've seen his spelling and 
it's shoddy at best.  Anyway, I plan on updating this shit daily or as 
interesting shit occurs. 11 am comes early, and that's when HO13 
practices tomorrow. Until next update, don't let your meat loaf.

The Dr is in...

Who is interested in one on one life coaching via me, Ben Hogg? I'm working on a sliding weekly rate scale. Get in touch if you find yourself anxious, doing poorly with the ladies or fellas, feeling like a mongoloid, or unable to leave the house. You're only a phone call or message away from getting on the mend.

Drop Ben a line @ BeatenBackToPure@aol.com