I’ve always loved music…
But alas…. never learned to play an instrument or to read sheet music or shown any talent for music whatsoever.
Sad I know. 😐
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My kind of music.
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Mamma said there’d be days like this…
I don’t want to get in the habit of posting random Youtube videos because it starts to make me feel like I’ve got nothing in my head and nothing to say when the truth of the matter is quite the opposite.
But there’s only so many days you can complain about mind numbing, soul destroying pain before you’re sick of the sound of your own voice.
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Love isn’t gay love without a Magritte and a hamster.
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See? As trivial as can be.
As swiped from Avitable….
Let’s make a band:
1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title is the name of your band.
2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.
3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
Now take your pic, add the band name and title to it, then post it.
Hey! We’re all rockstars now!
Here’s one I prepared earlier –
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How bizarre… How bizarre.
I think it’s safe to say that one the strangest thing about keeping this journal is that whenever I sit down and start thinking about my day and deciding what to I’m going to write about I inexplicably have an old Dave Dundas song going through my head –
When I wake up
In the morning light
I put on my jeans and I feel alright
I pull my blue jeans on
I pull my old blean jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on
I pull my old blean jeans on
I’ve not actually heard this song for years – it’s not in my collection and I’m pretty sure they’re not playing that crap on the radio, So where does it come from? And why do I get it stuck in my head while I am trying to write stuff? :S
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It makes no sense! :|
Went to the Sushi Station for dinner tonight. Quite a nice dining experience, apart from the haste. You can see the guys in the kitchen there and they’re working a mile a minute, and you know there’s more people waiting outside for a table, so you do feel compelled to just eat and get the hell out of the place. Probably great for business, not so great for digestion.
And for some reason, from the minute I walked in the place. I had China Grove by the Doobie Brothers running through my head. Go figure… if anyone works out the segway there, I’d be very interested to hear it!
CHINA GROVE – DOOBIE BROTHERS…
When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
down around San Antone
and the folks are risin’ for another day
’round about their homes.
The people of the town are strange
and they’re proud of where they came.
Well, you’re talkin’ ’bout China Grove, wo, oh, oh,
oh, China Grove.
Well, the preacher and the teacher,
Lord, they’re a caution, they are the talk of the town.
When the gossip gets to flyin’ and they ain’t lyin’;
when the sun goes fallin’ down.
They say that the father’s insane
and dear Missus Perkin’s a game.
We’re talkin’ ’bout the China Grove, wo, oh, oh,
oh, China Grove.
But ev’ryday there’s a new thing comin’,
the ways of an oriental view.
The sheriff and his buddies
with their samurai swords,
you can even hear the music at night.
And though it’s part of the Lone Star State
people don’t seem to care,
they just keep on lookin’ to the East.
Talkin’ ’bout the China Grove, oh, China Grove.
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