Electric oboe Monday, November 18, 2002 Winter is a sledgehammer. The lights in the apartment act like torches and bonfires. We wear furry robes and drink from chalices while whispering all the news necessary to keeping on the bottom of things. I am slowly freaking out over electric typewriter type. I wrote a song today and tried recording it, but it messed up, so I resorted to just doing a cover of "Wierd Machine" by the Frumpies. It came out not bad, but something is missing. It is my first multitrack recording by myself, so it was interesting experience. I used Javier's deck. Dave gave us a box of donuts last night. I love him for that and more. On three seperate occasions have I remembered the donuts and eradicated a painful hunger for sweet items. I have been spending time with a fellow night walker lately, and it is good. |
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