Yes we do, those odd little memory’s. There is no escape. We think we have forgotten but we are reminded at the strangest times. The Sonic Boomers did a showcase gig and it was good fun. Almost like the old days, two in a week. They are nice people to work with as well.
Beer was not great though it looked like it ought to be. It was sadly a brownish glass of disappointment on this occasion. Not all that glisters is gold indeed or a pint of “Mild” come to that. But merriment occurred regardless.
I have a slight case of grumpiness today in the house. Such is the way of the world I guess. Here is a recent recording, an instrumental riff Space rock type tune. Very simple, like me.
As time goes by I am more and more easily distracted by the passing show I find. But we must push on. Though I have no difficulty writing and creating music, lyrics seem to evade me now.
As if the music part of the brain has somehow displaced the verbal. Or maybe the words seem less and less meaningful now in some way? I couldn’t write a love song now. Actually thinking about it that is a great title.
This is home now. My spaceship is hidden under that mound with the two trees on it. Not sure if I can fix it as you can only get spares on Ebay and they are getting increasingly rare 🙂
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