And yes, this came from Xanga.
There's just sometimes when you get so fed up with the present you think about the future, then the past. I always looks back. Literally. Today was pretty good. I met up with my buddy and we jammed for about 6 hours. A lot of repetitive stuff, but damn it, it's fun. I've been working on playing a lot, even though I think I'm terrible at lead.
Some really cool moments came about though. We had kind of like this old, 60's surf rock vibe going on, then I changed riffs a little, then the beat changed with it. That beat amazed the hell out of me, then like I just stopped playing and started jumping and dancing to the beat, then I realized I wasn't hearing anymore guitar, and I stopped, and asked what the hell happened, then I seen the thing like hanging upside down. Steve's just like, "I don't know, you started dancing like a drunk and forgot to keep playing." It was awesome. I still have that beat in my head. Then we came up with something that could be in an old Western Clint Eastwood movie, then the rest was just whatever the hell happened.
I almost went into a depression phase a couple of nights ago. It still might happen I don't know. I'm not very worldly. If it wasn't for me going to jam here and there I probably would NEVER leave home for anything other than food or work. Speaking of work, it's now around 2 AM Saturday morning. I woke up at about 10 AM Friday morning, I am going to work in an hour, because I was called in. Work, Overtime, lovely day. 24 hours of being awake by the time I leave work. Alright. I need to focus on getting ready for work now. I love this song, well instrumental, by John Frusciante, called Ants. The recording quality is kind of bad, but it's still beautiful, and all that interuption makes it sound so much better. You have to understand that about people.
Some really cool moments came about though. We had kind of like this old, 60's surf rock vibe going on, then I changed riffs a little, then the beat changed with it. That beat amazed the hell out of me, then like I just stopped playing and started jumping and dancing to the beat, then I realized I wasn't hearing anymore guitar, and I stopped, and asked what the hell happened, then I seen the thing like hanging upside down. Steve's just like, "I don't know, you started dancing like a drunk and forgot to keep playing." It was awesome. I still have that beat in my head. Then we came up with something that could be in an old Western Clint Eastwood movie, then the rest was just whatever the hell happened.
I almost went into a depression phase a couple of nights ago. It still might happen I don't know. I'm not very worldly. If it wasn't for me going to jam here and there I probably would NEVER leave home for anything other than food or work. Speaking of work, it's now around 2 AM Saturday morning. I woke up at about 10 AM Friday morning, I am going to work in an hour, because I was called in. Work, Overtime, lovely day. 24 hours of being awake by the time I leave work. Alright. I need to focus on getting ready for work now. I love this song, well instrumental, by John Frusciante, called Ants. The recording quality is kind of bad, but it's still beautiful, and all that interuption makes it sound so much better. You have to understand that about people.