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Day Three Hundred Thirty Eight (Year Two)

It was almost too hot today to do much of anything, but I sat down tonight and took at least a semi-objective look at what has passed for my teaching/practice binder.  It's obvious just from looking at the collection of stuff that I've picked up that I have tried, on a few occasions, to put something cohesive together.  It's also pretty apparent that I'm definitely not there yet.

The other thing that bums me out is this: tomorrow it will have been a week that I've been back in town after vacation, and yet most of the music stuff I took along with me on the trip is still in the shoulder bag I brought it back to WI in.  It's just been a frustrating week music-wise for me.  I know it'll get better, it has to.  Well, that, and it always does.

Sat and just played for a bit tonight too.  It wasn't enough, but I needed it.  Life is stressing me out a bit of late, and yet somehow I haven't played much this week.  Weird.  Usually hiding behind a guitar is exactly what I need for kicking a case of the blues to the curb.  Or, rather, the blues is exactly what I need to kick a case of the blues to the curb.  You get what I mean.

Interestingly, I came back to a song idea I've had for probably 7 years now.  It used to be part of something bigger, but lately when it comes floating by, it's only a certain part of that larger piece.  It's definitely a solo tune, and it definitely belongs somewhere in the power pop record I keep mumbling about.

I didn't get to the LP version of Bear Creek today.  In part because I wondered if it might melt in the heat, haha.

I think I'll try to sit in the dark with the headphones and the new Cory Chisel record before bed tonight.  That also sounds like something I could really use tonight.

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