Nice job, Dave! Or what I saw of it anyway.
So this is a corollary (I hope that's the right use of the word) to what I wrote earlier. But here it is.
Everyone is crazy! And I mean more than a little bit. Everyone is completely screwed up in the head. Everyone watches Silence of the Lambs and says out loud "Man, that is screwed up crazy," but goes to sleep and thinks of something just as screwed up. Everyone is fed pornography and says, "That is ridiculous" then leaves and asks themselves what that would be like (and for some remember what it is like).
Everyone has this little quirk that they can't get past. One person drinks too much. One sleeps with anything with two legs (God forbid more). One has a commitment thing. One holds the clutch down all the time. Another wears sweaters with lint all over them. One can't find a reed that works.
One teacher sleeps with students, another can't relate to them. One guy is so tight with his money that it tears his marriage apart, another is so loose with it that he can never afford to retire. One woman sleeps all the time, the other can't relax.
So, here's to your quirk. May it make you anything other than normal.
PS - When I go back and listen to editing I've done in the past, I fall in love with those pieces again. Though I'm definitely ready to do something new, I hope I never find myself without new music to completely buy into and feel like I had a little something to do with bringing to life.
PPS - Let's all welcome February, which is traditionally my best writing month of the year. SAA-LUTE!
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Maybe you'll get that one song done then! :)
I resent the implications of this B-log entry for the following reasons: 1) I never considered wearing another person's face, tasting brains or entrails, nor have I had frequent visits from Ms. Foster. 2) I would never, EVER even LOOK at porn and think it remotely ridiculous. 3) Thankfully, I've not been a teacher, so that doesn't apply. 4) Why are you discriminating against the handicapped? 5) That lint, dammit, is what holds the sweater together. 6) All you protestant types think anyone that enjoys the relaxing few sips in a quart is some kind dope fiend. 7) Don't make me have to make up my mind! 8) EVERYONE knows that, maybe, 1 of 15 reeds is worth a damn out of the box. 9) I actually have retired once, and my first marrige doesn't count.
Jeez...
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