My name is Riley, and I play drums and write music for a band called Thrice.
This is where I ramble about music, sports, food, books, interwebbery, and whatever else I feel like sharing. I apologize in advance.
In addition to my ramblings here, I write a piece for OC Weekly called "3hree Things" that runs every Tuesday, and I'm also writing over at Flip Collective on occasion.
I'm the co-founder of a baseball-specific twitter feed and blog with my friend Ian, called Productive Outs.
And last, but not least, I have a bandcamp page and a soundcloud page that I'll be posting my own music and remixes on every once in a while.
Disclaimer: The views and opinions presented on this blog are mine, and do not reflect the position or views of the band as a whole.
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I just saw this in person, with a “full” band, and I’m seriously having trouble comprehending/digesting the awesomeness. I can’t recall the last time I’ve had my mind blown on this level. It was totally surreal. Usually, clapping or cheering is the normal response between songs at a rock show, but tonight after each song I couldn’t help myself from sitting in the balcony at the Anaheim HOB, shaking my head, laughing and trying to understand how shredding (tastefully) on this level is even possible.
Prepare to have your...money, Tosin Abasi...the best...
He must slay much pussy…
Couldn’t have put it better myself. Saw these support Between The Buried And Me
O____O Dude…. You have to stop doing...night… Seriously, stop posting such awesome things...
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