The creative juices are flowing again, I’ve finally written down some lyrics for a riff that I’ve had playing around in my head for ages. It’s been a while since I’ve come up with something original. This time round, the song isn’t me crapping out mankind, but it’s rather about someone in despair, someone that doesn’t know what to do about the walls closing in on him or her.
I think it’s the first “generic” thing that I’ve ever written, something that encapsulates an emotion that we all feel at some point of our lives. This coming Monday is rehearsal and song writing time, and I’ll drag this one along for the guys to drool over. The last few songs have been written without my input and influence, and I feel that it’s time to contribute again.
I just wish I could play guitar. Problem #1: I don’t have an acoustic guitar, so I can’t practice the few lessons I’ve had, so I can’t improve. Truth be told, I probably won’t remember a thing Hugo taught me anyway.
I’ve finally uploaded our song onto Garagebands.com – Now people in other countries can start listening to our stuff and give us their opinions, then we can start improving on our music. That is the only way we’ll get honest opinions and constructive criticism.
It seems that I’m still churning out consistent reviews over there too, and that helps plenty, knowing that I’m a solid critic of music helps me be a better musician.
So anyway.
I finished the second half of Dean Koontz’ Night Chills last night. I took the book along to Tanzania in February, but I didn’t read much of it. He jumps around a lot in the novel, so it gets a tad confusing. Every evening, I would read a chapter, and last night when I picked it up, it was about halfway through. So I thought screw TV, I’m finishing it. Didn’t take that long, it’s not a very long and elaborate story. But it sure it spine chilling. Why? Because it’s about stuff that actually happens in modern time.
My mind is still circling around Suny a lot, but not so much anymore. The silence and distance has been painful, but it has been good for me. I can’t be in love with her, it’s not fair towards anyone. So I’m suppressing the feelings, letting them go away.
Funny, I don’t often fall for someone. But when I do, I fall hard. Real hard.
Jay is in New York at present, visiting his woman. He says it’s really cold over there. Not that it’s particularly warm here, but at least we can still breathe the air J
I have a meeting with the ISP today, have a few things to sort out with them… I’m not happy with the service I have received, not happy at all. Today is the perfect opportunity to fling some dung in their direction.
It’s overcast outside, but not totally closed up. Bits of sky are peeking through, and the light is very bright indeed. Times like these make me wish I was a photographer. I take good pictures, but I’m no professional. Oh well, that’s the nice thing about nature. You always get to see something pretty every day, regardless of how much we pollute everything with our waste.
Face it, the world would have been better off without humans. We just fuck up everything.
Random thought of the day: Twenty seven found dead in Spain. Cause of death seems to be a swift roundhouse kick to the face. Chuck Norris denies all involvement, with a sly grin.
