I lay down my love for Bolivia
Yesterday Ben cooked a enormous roast dinner and we ate it.
Later, we had a band practice. Actually it wasn't a band practice, it was a recording session. Which is great. Cut out that middle man!
We nailed Mexico! It's 55 seconds long. It's raucous and ace.
We got down the ukulele for Chile.
We got down the keyboard for Morocco.
We started on a song called Bolivia, where Ben played the ukulele (Soprano D as opposed to my soprano C) and guitar parts and clinked some bling that sounded like sleighbells, but less jolly. And me and bobby whistled in the chorus. We got the vocal harmonies down but they weren't that great as we were flagging by this point. Then I went home and went to bed and it was THREE O CLOCK! How time flies when you're crating masterworks of musical joy.
Today is Hallowe'en but I don't think I'll try to keep away the evil spirits because I can't afford to pay Ray Tanner's rent so maybe I'll let them take me away.
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In other news it was really difficult to get the cat out of my room last night. I kept picking it up and throwing it (gently) outside, and it kept scampering back in again before I could shut the door. Why I ought to...
Later, we had a band practice. Actually it wasn't a band practice, it was a recording session. Which is great. Cut out that middle man!
We nailed Mexico! It's 55 seconds long. It's raucous and ace.
We got down the ukulele for Chile.
We got down the keyboard for Morocco.
We started on a song called Bolivia, where Ben played the ukulele (Soprano D as opposed to my soprano C) and guitar parts and clinked some bling that sounded like sleighbells, but less jolly. And me and bobby whistled in the chorus. We got the vocal harmonies down but they weren't that great as we were flagging by this point. Then I went home and went to bed and it was THREE O CLOCK! How time flies when you're crating masterworks of musical joy.
Today is Hallowe'en but I don't think I'll try to keep away the evil spirits because I can't afford to pay Ray Tanner's rent so maybe I'll let them take me away.
* * *
In other news it was really difficult to get the cat out of my room last night. I kept picking it up and throwing it (gently) outside, and it kept scampering back in again before I could shut the door. Why I ought to...