so… I wrote a song called “mythical” back in the happy days of yore when I was still living at the Augur Inn. I got the chorus but nothing else. Then sometime in the last year or two (I have no idea when, because I made changes to the file and thus overwrote the original save date) I a) put the Seagull in a DADGAd tuning, invented four verses for it, recorded it, and then promptly forgot about it. I listened to it yesterday for the first time since I recorded it with a horrified feeling. I had NO recollection of doing it. None. Zip, Nada, nussingness, nullity, a lack, a void, an absence and a big goose egg packed with missing.
To make life even more jolly, I had no notes about the bizarre open tuning chords I used to back the song up, so I spent a very chastened hour last night trying to figure out a) WHICH open tuning it was (Paul was very instrumental in solving that problem) and b) what the hell the chords were. I then went to my song list and found out there were HALF A DOZEN songs I hadn’t put on the list. My plan for the folks’ place when I go visit is to try to get some order pounded into this chaos, and perhaps write a few more tunes down. I can’t say ‘It’s gotten away on me” because THAT would imply that I, you know, had some control over whatever you may call my proclivity for writing stuff.
sheeshkabobbers.
Put gas in the car (Ziva was down to fumes), Katie cut my hair, there’s more beer in the fridge.
I joined Lumosity. I am so frightened of losing my mind I’m doing paid exercises for my brain now. It’s loads of fun and I have a (Howard’s mother’s voice:) KEWPON FOR IT. If anybody wants to sign up, hint hint.
