I did it again. I came home intending to work on "Stairway" only to spend part of my evening puttering with the acoustic. Every time that happens, I always end up with some morsel of music that's new, or some twist on an old idea. It's those morsels that keep me convinced I have a record in me somewhere. I've been pretty good about either jotting them down, or playing them enough that they're committed to memory.
Now the only struggle is finding the time and the headspace to let all those morsels come together.
Now the only struggle is finding the time and the headspace to let all those morsels come together.
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