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Day One Hundred Forty Four (Year Three)

I sat down and watched one of the concerts we had recorded on the DVR over the last few weeks.  It was a Matchbox Twenty show from a number of years back, when they were on tour for Exile On Mainstream, the hits package they released in 2007.  They played a lot of the new songs that were on the second disc of that compilation.  I was an entirely enjoyable gig that didn't include "Push."  I'm saving it for two reasons:

1) The fact that they jammed on "She Came In Through The Bathroom Window" right near the end of the show.  Turned in a really cool version of it, too.

2) More awesome than that, however, was the version of "Real World" they played during the show.  It had an altered tempo and an almost Motown sort of feel to it.  An amazingly cool take on an otherwise fun, if straight ahead rock number.

Imported the 3rd part of Green Day's punk rock trilogy into the itunes today as well.  Didn't start listening to it yet, though, mostly because I got distracted listening to a bunch of Kasey Anderson stuff.  Then again, anybody who has followed things for the last month or so shouldn't really be all that shocked by this.

Didn't get to any real playing today, which bums me out immensely.  I did, however, keep wading through the guitar mags from last week.  I think in between church and football tomorrow, that I need to spend some serious time with a guitar in my hands.

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