And why do I cover a lot of other people’s music?
Why?
Because I am not too good at making my own. My brain doesn’t work that way.
If an original thought ever come across my head, I might actually die.
Or release some bodily fluids.
Or both.
Why do I have this blog and post my thoughts and music into it?
Why?
How else am I going to tell the world that no one listens to me?
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Haha!
I think that’s funny.
“..And, in the end,
the love you take
Is equal to the love you make.”
-Sir Paul McCartney
The End
Abbey Road
Hope.
Even if it’s false,
is still Hope.
And you hold on to it.
Last night I dreamt this awesome chord progression,
And some guy from a distance banging a rhythmic beat.
I wanted to play it as soon as I woke up,
but I couldn’t remember any of it.
I hate that!
But if I dream about people who piss me off,
I can give you every single detail.
I hate that even more.
Listening to Dream Theater
catapults my brain into
AUDITORY AWESOMENESS!
