12/24 - fido, get back!(w/gina) / so close
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me: i think i’m having a contest to see what i do more: mention how bad at singing i am, or link to rabi
Martha: I’m trying really hard not to fall into that. By the time this whole thing is done I’ll probably just be posting links to Rabi. let her entertain them. ;)
me: LOL
I love it when LOL actually means what it says. Also, i think Martha might be running neck and neck with Rabi in the link department, but if you’ll excuse me i think i have to go snort some caffeine pills in a reenactment of a cocaine scene from Magnolia…
“Falling Down” was one of the first things i wrote very specifically as a song, rather than my bullshit free-range poetry crap that won’t ever see the light of day until VH1 raids my high-school LitMag. But, anyhow, at the time i didn’t really know many picking patterns that weren’t in the Garbage book and so i gave the song to Gina to play with and as soon as i forgot about it she promptly arrived at school and played it and i had to go home and study it for hours before i could play it, and when i finally got the picking down i called her answering machine and laid the phone on the couch and played her a verse. It took me at least another year before i could sing it and play it at nearly the same time, and even now you’ll notice that Gina is playing all the intricate bits and i’m playing all the strummy bits. Yes, i am a wuss who likes to play rhythm guitar. Stop teasing me.
Erm, i shuffled the song-order a little, so the next three hours are going to be funny, obsessive, and competent, in exactly that order. And, the funny one is explicitly for the enjoyment of Rabi, Benjy, and Dane. But, it’s especially for Rabi, because she’s the one who told me she would throw money at MANNA if i recorded a new album and mailed it to her. Thanx for the encouragement.