(no subject)
Me and Kevin worked on the most complicated time signatures we have ever attempted today. Very Dream Theatre meets mars volta. Gives me hope for some sort of future jamming prospects with my musical soul mates once again. It's nice going into a garage on a lazy sunday afternoon and whipping out a healthy portion of a quality tune in such a short period of time. Writing music is one of the only things that make me feel like I have a life worth the trouble of suffering through all the chaos of my mind that is obviously representative of the chaotic world that so heavily engulfs it. No drug in the world can make me feel peace like a transition. And no sex I have had has made me feel like a solid bridge before the heightened chorus. There is no love that I can imagine like the love between my fellow creators of audible hope, passion, and dreams.