(no subject)
Oh I never asked to be your mountain
I never asked to fly
Remember when you came to me
And told me of his lies
You didn't understand my love
You don't know why I try
And the rain was falling on that day
And damn the reason why
I just dreamed a dream of untold realness.
It started off me at Walgreen’s buying some miscellaneous stuff but it took me an hour or so to get out of there because of various problems and I was talking to a guy about supporting the local establishments and if they ask for your zip code to tell them because then they could know who was coming to this stores from their house. Then I asked him how cool it would be if CC’s took the empty spot in the Albertsons strip mall and he said it would give PJ’s competition, but I argued it was on campus. He laughed and walked away.
After finally checking out I went home to find a suburban in my driveway and went in to find my mom’s friend Kay Herpin, and Isabel. Isabel said “you forgot about me tonight” and as I saw her it was in a stage like room that had lots of audio equipment and instruments, Namely A Roland Fantom with the color screen linked to a korg Microkorg. And she was playing back a set of music she had played that night in concert. And it sounded amazing, like broken social scene, the shins, all those indie acts but uniquely Isabel. And there was this big black hip hop producer who had recorded it, and I remember it sounding so good because he mixed the board feed with 3 microphones to make a matrix of sound. What I remember the most about her music was that at one point using the linked keyboards she played timpani and multiple mallet vibes at the same time, and the song was about drinking. And then I started to wake up.
I never asked to fly
Remember when you came to me
And told me of his lies
You didn't understand my love
You don't know why I try
And the rain was falling on that day
And damn the reason why
I just dreamed a dream of untold realness.
It started off me at Walgreen’s buying some miscellaneous stuff but it took me an hour or so to get out of there because of various problems and I was talking to a guy about supporting the local establishments and if they ask for your zip code to tell them because then they could know who was coming to this stores from their house. Then I asked him how cool it would be if CC’s took the empty spot in the Albertsons strip mall and he said it would give PJ’s competition, but I argued it was on campus. He laughed and walked away.
After finally checking out I went home to find a suburban in my driveway and went in to find my mom’s friend Kay Herpin, and Isabel. Isabel said “you forgot about me tonight” and as I saw her it was in a stage like room that had lots of audio equipment and instruments, Namely A Roland Fantom with the color screen linked to a korg Microkorg. And she was playing back a set of music she had played that night in concert. And it sounded amazing, like broken social scene, the shins, all those indie acts but uniquely Isabel. And there was this big black hip hop producer who had recorded it, and I remember it sounding so good because he mixed the board feed with 3 microphones to make a matrix of sound. What I remember the most about her music was that at one point using the linked keyboards she played timpani and multiple mallet vibes at the same time, and the song was about drinking. And then I started to wake up.