-------------
Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
-------------
|
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
I am moody.
|
[I am not very good at html]
|
|
|
sometimes i wish... [a blog]
|
|
| |
Friday, June 14, 2002
under a neon sun
gwee-tar is how it looks like it would be pronounced phonetically...
thank you jon and tim...
i am not writing much music bc i am enjoying the novelty of playing other peoples' music...
so fun electric...
i can do crappy solos, which are fun, but quickly monotonous--but they do amuse/impress people momentarily...
if i can just practice consistently, i'll be able to hold out that rockstar look just long enough to fool people...
12:53 AM
|
|
| |
|
|
|
