(no subject)
friday night went out the favoured rock night club
of my peer group.
It was mixed results, not such great interaction with newer
friend group, but was introduced to a new guy, who was pretty
cool. At one point i wondered off and did my crazy dancing bit,
and got hijacked by a group of overexcited guys who decided i
was a good candidate to be accepted into their jumping up and
down and shouting at the top of their voices ritual.
saturday i went round to adam and helens house, about 7 in the
afternoon to figure out what helen and i would do at the gig on
tuesday.
We practiced up some cover songs, and even wrote a song
together. Then when adam got in from work the wine started flowing
and we were listening to records. Then we started playing and
singing covers, and adam had the idea of recording our spontatneous
exploits, everybody bashing away on something, *guitar/tambourine/kazoo(etc)*
and screaming half remembered lyrics with ferocious conviction. It
was a glorious mess and big fun, we kept going till almost 4 in the
morning. We made a Cd of our exploits, and i slept over.
When i woke up sunday late morning, (and all day since) my voice has
been hoarse and incapable of anything other than regular workaday speech.
i hope i get my limited powers back before tuesday evening!
also there was a song that i spontaneously stream of conciousness
created into the microphone a few nights ago, and ive since relistened to
it a lot of times, and made it something semi-decent. not lyrical genius
but it sounds fun when you hear it. *trust me*
see me,
dont ever be me.
make your arms say,
'hello'.
tie me,
to the goodbye tree,
i'll make you smile then,
you'll know.
dont ever go!
dont you ever go!!
working ,
like a love surgeon,
ive been observing,
the facts.
your smiling,
and thats alarming,
because you dont know,
dont know jack.
teach you to react,
make your face a mask.
dont look back,
in the trash,
you'll get a rash.
see me,
dont ever be me,
and im not even,
that sure.
lately,
been feeling crazy,
not even close to,
mature.
dont you want to know?
dont you want to know?!
of my peer group.
It was mixed results, not such great interaction with newer
friend group, but was introduced to a new guy, who was pretty
cool. At one point i wondered off and did my crazy dancing bit,
and got hijacked by a group of overexcited guys who decided i
was a good candidate to be accepted into their jumping up and
down and shouting at the top of their voices ritual.
saturday i went round to adam and helens house, about 7 in the
afternoon to figure out what helen and i would do at the gig on
tuesday.
We practiced up some cover songs, and even wrote a song
together. Then when adam got in from work the wine started flowing
and we were listening to records. Then we started playing and
singing covers, and adam had the idea of recording our spontatneous
exploits, everybody bashing away on something, *guitar/tambourine/kazoo(etc)*
and screaming half remembered lyrics with ferocious conviction. It
was a glorious mess and big fun, we kept going till almost 4 in the
morning. We made a Cd of our exploits, and i slept over.
When i woke up sunday late morning, (and all day since) my voice has
been hoarse and incapable of anything other than regular workaday speech.
i hope i get my limited powers back before tuesday evening!
also there was a song that i spontaneously stream of conciousness
created into the microphone a few nights ago, and ive since relistened to
it a lot of times, and made it something semi-decent. not lyrical genius
but it sounds fun when you hear it. *trust me*
see me,
dont ever be me.
make your arms say,
'hello'.
tie me,
to the goodbye tree,
i'll make you smile then,
you'll know.
dont ever go!
dont you ever go!!
working ,
like a love surgeon,
ive been observing,
the facts.
your smiling,
and thats alarming,
because you dont know,
dont know jack.
teach you to react,
make your face a mask.
dont look back,
in the trash,
you'll get a rash.
see me,
dont ever be me,
and im not even,
that sure.
lately,
been feeling crazy,
not even close to,
mature.
dont you want to know?
dont you want to know?!