Random Thoughts
Hey, it's been a while since I've had a random thought blog...
I've got clips and pieces of songs running through my head that haven't been written yet. I'm getting better with jotting some of that stuff down... but the hard part will be putting stuff together and maybe getting a final piece done. Wouldn't that be a kick?
Heh... and I'm suddenly reminded of the song that doesn't end...
This is the song that doesn't start...
Will they ever call it art?
This chick, she started writing it so very long ago...
But she will never finish it because words come too damn slow!
-sigh- at least I can still spoof already-written songs.
I've also still got rehearsal going through my head... and still wondering where my head was at earlier tonight. I was... off. And more than just musically... I was off mood-wise as well. Not so much annoyed (beyond being annoyed at not being able to pinpoint what the problem was), as just a feeling of something being not right. I know I have some thoughts going through my head lately... but really, nothing heavier than usual. Hell, even the usual annoying thoughts are more like "yeah, whatever."
In any case, even without listening to the recording I made, I can tell I sounded like crap. Even singing, I was off. And I need to figure out how to stop making that damn twanging sound on the bass (tho it is kinda cool on one song. But just that one... and I'd rather get a stomp box, and play the bass correctly without having to make that sound with the strings ;x). Dammit. I need my guru.
Starting to get light out... and feels like there's so much more work to do ;/ I don't care. Going home at 8:30-ish, regardless. I just don't want to be here any more tonight.
I'm not one for comfort food when I'm in a bad mood (I've never been one of those depressed eaters... my overweightness has more to do with a horrible oral fixation (always have to have something in my mouth... which is why I don't have fingernails any more either ;x)... and the fact that I used to munch on stuff while bored. Combine that with a severe lack of exercise, and you have the wonderful physical specimen that is me)... but dammit, I'm treating myself to Munchkins. Chocolate glaze, to be specific. Yeah, I'm going to share 'em with my coworker, but guaranteed that most of 'em are mine. Dammit. And tea. Lots of tea.
Damn... I'm going to be peeing a lot today (at least I can't be accused of being dehydrated today... three cups (huge cups) of tea... and a huge cup of diet soda. Whee.)
2 hours left to go. Signing off now... crunch time.
I've got clips and pieces of songs running through my head that haven't been written yet. I'm getting better with jotting some of that stuff down... but the hard part will be putting stuff together and maybe getting a final piece done. Wouldn't that be a kick?
Heh... and I'm suddenly reminded of the song that doesn't end...
This is the song that doesn't start...
Will they ever call it art?
This chick, she started writing it so very long ago...
But she will never finish it because words come too damn slow!
-sigh- at least I can still spoof already-written songs.
I've also still got rehearsal going through my head... and still wondering where my head was at earlier tonight. I was... off. And more than just musically... I was off mood-wise as well. Not so much annoyed (beyond being annoyed at not being able to pinpoint what the problem was), as just a feeling of something being not right. I know I have some thoughts going through my head lately... but really, nothing heavier than usual. Hell, even the usual annoying thoughts are more like "yeah, whatever."
In any case, even without listening to the recording I made, I can tell I sounded like crap. Even singing, I was off. And I need to figure out how to stop making that damn twanging sound on the bass (tho it is kinda cool on one song. But just that one... and I'd rather get a stomp box, and play the bass correctly without having to make that sound with the strings ;x). Dammit. I need my guru.
Starting to get light out... and feels like there's so much more work to do ;/ I don't care. Going home at 8:30-ish, regardless. I just don't want to be here any more tonight.
I'm not one for comfort food when I'm in a bad mood (I've never been one of those depressed eaters... my overweightness has more to do with a horrible oral fixation (always have to have something in my mouth... which is why I don't have fingernails any more either ;x)... and the fact that I used to munch on stuff while bored. Combine that with a severe lack of exercise, and you have the wonderful physical specimen that is me)... but dammit, I'm treating myself to Munchkins. Chocolate glaze, to be specific. Yeah, I'm going to share 'em with my coworker, but guaranteed that most of 'em are mine. Dammit. And tea. Lots of tea.
Damn... I'm going to be peeing a lot today (at least I can't be accused of being dehydrated today... three cups (huge cups) of tea... and a huge cup of diet soda. Whee.)
2 hours left to go. Signing off now... crunch time.
posted by Phrogie at
3:51 AM
3 Comments:
Totally hearing you on the weight issue.... when you are not busy with your hands, it is so much nicer to grab a donut, crackers, how about just anything to keep you happy. Stopped smoking 5 months ago.. gained 35 pounds... and now the real struggle begins.... good luck and if I find a quick fix.. I will let ya know... till then........
Mmmm, neh, yeah, I have a hard time doing anything but paradies. My brain just doesn't think in terms of creation like that. I can make lyrics, even come up with tunes, melodies or beats... but to make the whole song... *>_<*
I bow to Tracy! lol! She's totally rockin' at that! And makes it looks so damn easy!!! ... baka! ^-^
Jaa
Even with the hands busy, I still have to have something in my mouth. My pens have bite marks on them (yeah, I know. Ew.)... I swear I'd smoke if I a) didn't get litterally sick to my stomach from them and b) didn't think about my Dad having had lung cancer. Lollipops are a good thing... especially if you can deal with just sucking on them (I love me my Dum Dum's... they're just small enough to keep in my mouth and still talk, if need be. Blow Pops are just too durn big). Biters might have a problem.
Potato chips tho. Those are my bane. Guess it's a salt thing.
I would settle with just being able to write lyrics. But the music itself... that's where I have the problem. If you can even do parts... then you're further along than I am. You're right tho... Tracy makes up them mad notes. It's a wonderful thing.
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