fuck them, i;m cured. well at least i feel like cured.
i dont chew anything now, well, sometimes some gum, but not like now i have a gum
problem jajaja.
a couple of weeks ago me and my band gave our 1st presentation party/concert bash
and it was a oh kay, like 40-50 people showed up, mostly friends, but real people nonetheless.
we played for an 1 and half, maybe more, maybe less, oh i play the mean guitar, and our first setlist
was mainly reggae covers (bob marley, manu chao) and some rock covers (red hot chili peppers, Beatles)
its been some long 4 or 5 years since i played for an audience, but anyways it was goood.
we are now working on ur second covers setlist, though i would love to move on from covers a star composing
original music, well its a 5 people band so maybe to many ideas bouncing around.
I for one recently compose a song for my beautiful baby
everything flowed and a couple or hours latter it was almost perfect... and after that i wondered on the power we poses, to conjuri up creativity and from the void create something, some nothingness holiness, from a moment on something that was not in this whole universe, only with our mind, we tap in and re arrange the set of rules they have for us and force our way through, and break on and ride the great wave of creation.
but what was the price, that i do not know, but the rewards are endless, are immortal, or at least till memory is present, and a recording is at hand...what an awesome thing is music, in the simplest words, music is life, music is divine, music is holly, music is one of the many multiverses, WE are music composed by a complex being, but he is also a song, and its a VERY VERY VERY long MASTERPIECE.











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so lets not step in each others thumbs okk???
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so lets not step in each others thumbs okk???
.peace.love.unity.
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"...we live in darkness, just out of their sight...in the sounds they cannot hear...in the colors they cannot see...where they are not...we are grey shadows across the boy's shirt...the racing clouds...the pools of darkness..."
- William S. Burroughs
peace.
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so lets not step in each others thumbs okk???
.peace.love.unity.
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be welcomed.
have a nice one.
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so lets not step in each others thumbs
.peace.love.unity.
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so lets not step in each others thumbs
.peace.love.unity.
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