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Running slightly on time for my first day of classes. Potentially $40 short on my first rent check. Not planning on eating anything in the next 6 hours. Kept dreaming about a blizzard knocking out our power. Talk more later.

Moving further along that thought, i’ll really like to purchase my own domain name and server space soon so that i can keep all my old audio and Trios online… there’s no better way to trace the evolution of my songs and i than to listen to the differences from week to week and month to month. The new song is a perfect example; it first started off as me goofing around with some lyrics that had been floating in my head during the day. Seeing as it talked about joining a punk band, i wanted it to sound “punk” and gave it simple chords. Writing the music wasn’t especially hard, given those limitations, and the song was done in a short amount of time. Of course, when i began to play it i discovered that i simply couldn’t keep up with the racing punk rhythm that i heard in my head. After bouncing around from key to key i wound up half thrashing my guitar and half strumming it, which worked out just fine as far as i was concerned. However, Gina came over today and remarked that it might sound better if i built up a bit more slowly. She showed me what she meant and i joined in with a simple bassline for two run-throughs. Sadly, Gina wasn’t around long enough to cut tonight’s Trio, but the version i played solo was much closer to what she played than what i intended the song to sound like (initially). All of that happened in just one week, so it’s not really hard to see how “Under My Skin” and “Crashing” have evolved over months of constant playing. I’m nearing the 1-year anniversary of “Crashing” … scary stuff. I’m sure i’ll want to talk about that at length when we get there, so i’ll just go back to listening to myself sing now.

lyrics to the new song, right now referred to as “punk”

How do you find your voice
when you've got it buried under
 years spent not digging out
how will you ever make a choice
when you can't even get the words
 out of your mouth

maybe we can join a punk band
if we half ass it you can scream
all the words and i'd get
by with a little try all you
need is a guitar and three or
four chords i'd go all out and buy
and electric a star is what we'd
be if i could just thrash it
but i think you need a chance to 
say what you feel for real and 
you shouldn't waste it

whoa-oa how could you ever make a choice
whoa-oa i think you need a voice for that
whoa-oa why don't we join a rock band
whoa-oa we could fade into the background

i think we need a wall of sound
around us so no one will know what
we are saying if we blend in they 
can't pick on us and pick us out
and ruin our day maybe we should 
go back to highschool where
i was a nerd and you were a lesbo
(i was a dyke and your were a smart-ass)
i know that we could do it again
you(i) could be the prom queen and
i(you) could be the captain of a team
any team we know now that it doesn't
matter what you win as long as you
look good within

but did you ever make a choice
i thought you needed a voice for that
whoa-oa why don't we join a rock band
whoa-oa we could fade into the background

I really can’t play guitar anymore… it’s so sad. However, i proved today that i might have a future in bass if i could stand not being in the spotlight constantly. I am getting good vibes about working on music with Gina this year… she just wrote a great song called “Nuclear Winter.” The upcoming CD could be a fully collaborative effort…

Electric Biscuit suddenly got ten times more fun than it used to be; it might have to do with their smooth new layout. Aside from getting huge bonus points for liking the house of yes, they have waded into the fray of the WeBlog World War (from now on to be known as WbWW1, until i think of something less clunky)