I'm writing this in the afternoon. Well, most of it, anyway. I'll post it tonight after my pizza.
I'm worn out, kook(s). I'm looking forward to my week off. Although I could start my fresh start next Monday and work on those lyrics. It all depends on what the weather is like. If it's not too bad, I might go out for long walks. Or I might stay in and write those lyrics. Anything is possible.
I've been thinking, man ... I've had so many cool musical dreams this year. I haven't told you about all of them. What's my favourite? It's probably the dream that gave me the verse tune for The Future. First of all, I dreamt a whole song with a band and everything, but I was too deep in sleep to wake up and do anything about it. The song stopped. There was a pause of four or five seconds - like you would expect on an album - and then The Future started with a really powerful blast. It woke me up, and then I sang the melody into my Zoom handy recorder.
Ha, ha, ha!
NOW ... try and tell me there's nothing mystical going on, and I'll consider you a total bloody lunatic - frankly. Seriously. You dig?
I'm glad we understand each other.
Okay, okay, that's enough. I was going to write more, but I am very tired. It might be a good idea to have a complete break next week and just eat mince pies and watch TV. What do you think?
Anyway ...
ENDS
ENDS
ENDS
BYE
BYE
BYE
LATERS
LATERS
LATERS
