Hah! The evenings of playing have finally payed off. I can play "All" from K's Choice by heart (as long as I have a guitar and capo around). And I am practicing sick on their song "Shadowman". Which probably is my favourite song from them.
I had this great urge to play yesterday, and I had made a little nest on my bed (My couch hasn't arrived yet. My mom will bring it by as soon as she has a weekend off) and I sat there, leaning against my pillow, one leg up, the other down, playing, jamming, doing great music, all from my heart. On my Spanish guitar ofcourse.
I started out with the intro from 'Maria Maria' from Santana, which I play far too slow but sensitive enough. And I went from there. Everything worked, and I just floated on my little bed of music.
Mraaah. Those are the days that make the dreams weep.
Wearing my Peter Pan Speedrock Tee, which I dreamt about. It was a real strange dream, but all my dreams are strange. It started out with giant bugs in the Starship Voyager, even B'Elanna was there. [yeah, by the by, I'm a Star Trek Fan]
No need for details, but the bugs wanted to procreate and needed human bodies to lay their eggs in or something. I had a baseball bat but never hit them for some strange reason.
Okay, that were 'no details' enough.
Then the dream continued or started another dream. I was in my room at my mom's house, in the attic. And Kurt Cobain (yeah, the dead singer from Nirvana) was there, he tried to kiss me also. Courtney Love (his wife) was downstairs and I only needed to find my Peter Pan Tee. And all I found was the other people's t-shirts from Peter Pan. There was a red one with cool flames on the sleeves, and TommyCee's one was there also, or one similar. And I had to find it because I promised to wear it to school monday. I told TommyCee I would....
Anyhow, I woke up before I could find the Tee.
Couldn't fall asleep last night, had been idle too much. I mean, sitting at your computer playing The Sims or Transport Tycoon is not something I get sleepy from [normally]. So I watched tv until 2.30 am. There was a re-re-re-rerun of some movie-show. And I had already watched a special on anorectic people.
But anyhoo. When my alarmclock woke me up this morning I felt like I was dead...
I had this great urge to play yesterday, and I had made a little nest on my bed (My couch hasn't arrived yet. My mom will bring it by as soon as she has a weekend off) and I sat there, leaning against my pillow, one leg up, the other down, playing, jamming, doing great music, all from my heart. On my Spanish guitar ofcourse.
I started out with the intro from 'Maria Maria' from Santana, which I play far too slow but sensitive enough. And I went from there. Everything worked, and I just floated on my little bed of music.
Mraaah. Those are the days that make the dreams weep.
Wearing my Peter Pan Speedrock Tee, which I dreamt about. It was a real strange dream, but all my dreams are strange. It started out with giant bugs in the Starship Voyager, even B'Elanna was there. [yeah, by the by, I'm a Star Trek Fan]
No need for details, but the bugs wanted to procreate and needed human bodies to lay their eggs in or something. I had a baseball bat but never hit them for some strange reason.
Okay, that were 'no details' enough.
Then the dream continued or started another dream. I was in my room at my mom's house, in the attic. And Kurt Cobain (yeah, the dead singer from Nirvana) was there, he tried to kiss me also. Courtney Love (his wife) was downstairs and I only needed to find my Peter Pan Tee. And all I found was the other people's t-shirts from Peter Pan. There was a red one with cool flames on the sleeves, and TommyCee's one was there also, or one similar. And I had to find it because I promised to wear it to school monday. I told TommyCee I would....
Anyhow, I woke up before I could find the Tee.
Couldn't fall asleep last night, had been idle too much. I mean, sitting at your computer playing The Sims or Transport Tycoon is not something I get sleepy from [normally]. So I watched tv until 2.30 am. There was a re-re-re-rerun of some movie-show. And I had already watched a special on anorectic people.
But anyhoo. When my alarmclock woke me up this morning I felt like I was dead...
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