Showing posts with label guitar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guitar. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Animals Are Dying



Animals Are Dying.

I wrote and sang and played on guitar the song Animals Are Dying during the 2nd or so week of April 2009 after spending around 10 days with Lincoln Hawk in Long Beach, California USA.

I wrote this song for the Fur Protesters who march and shout and chant and yell with signs in front of a fur shop in Portland, Oregon USA, just blocks from my apartment.

Months later, one of those guys allegedly sets himself on fire in protest, to get publicity towards the awareness that animals are skinned alive.

2nd week of April 2009
24 years old
On the streets of Portland, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Katie Gives Me a Guitar

Katie Gives Me a Guitar

This was for my birthday, the 11th of February 2009, when I was turning 24 years old. My older sister, Katie Jean Arnold, got me a black round-back guitar, that actually came from the then-boyfriend Forest. I think I had duct-tape on my glasses at that time. I met Katie and my younger sister Crystal at a café in Portland, OR USA. Forest was there this time, I believe. In April, I write and perform on guitar the song Animals Are Dying.


2009
26 years old
Portland, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold

Friday, July 14, 2000

Family Reunion 2000

Family Reunion 2000.

In the year 2000, when I was 15 years old, in July, while I was still in home school, before I started public high school for the first time, me and my family attended the Morehead Family Reunion 2000 in Long Beach, Washington USA.

My mother's maiden name is Morehead. In other word, my mom was born and raised with the last name Morehead. The reunion consisted of her side of the family. Me & my brother have attended 2 family reunions with my dad, which had dad's side of the family. In 1992, when I was 7 years old, me, my dad, my brother, and my sister Katie, went to Los Angeles California, and Disneyland for around ten days to see the relatives of my dad. In 1997, when I was 12 years old, me, my brother, and my dad drove my sister Katie's car to southern Oregon, to Goldhill, Medford, Roseburg, Crater Lake, to see my dad's friends and and adopted family, since my dad was born in the year 1950 in Los Angeles but was adopted when he was 2 years old and was moved to southern Oregon. My dad did not know he was adopted until he was about 15 years old, and he failed at trying to find his real family until my mom somehow found a lucky phone book or something and was able to find my dad's real mother, but my dad's father died when my dad was 3 years old. So, we do not know much about my dad's side. I think my dad's dad, Peter Jr. Marinus Rasp, was born 1908 in like Holland, Amsterdam, Netherlands, or one of those places, or I am confused. Let me look for a map.

The reunion in 2000 had my 2nd cousin, Ted Pickett, who may be 40 years old, and he write and performs songs on his guitar and has a band. My mom's father and step-mother was there. We went go-cart racing. I was able to play basketball with people including uncle Jim Williams.



July 2000
15 years old
Long Beach, Washington, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal