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Day Three Hundred Forty Three (Year Three)

Finally got a chance to sit down and play for a while.  Found myself doing what I usually do when the hour grows late and I'm the only one awake in the house.  I grab the unplugged electric and the notebook full of song ideas and just page through, strumming whatever seems interesting at the moment to see if it holds up. 

Mind you, I know full-well that it's infinitely easier to write on acoustic, but when the hour grows late, I'm always conscious of trying to make the least amount of noise possible.  Maybe when I've got my own studio space on a different floor from the one that the Mrs. will be asleep on I'll feel differently.

Been listening to Nowhere Nights by Kasey Anderson & The Honkies tonight.  It's been that kind of a week, really.  Some rockers on that disc to get you pumped up, but a quieter soul to the record.  Sleep has been elusive this week, and somehow the feel of that record just fits right now.

I've had the new Stephen Kellogg record playing in the car the last couple of days.  The reviews I read were pretty much dead on: it's a fantastic record.  It's been an interesting listen, because, having glanced at the lyrics before I put the record on, I had ideas about how the songs would sound.  In some cases, I've been right, but the turns of phrase I thought would sound awkward really haven't.  It just goes to prove that while the lyric can evoke a certain feeling, or the music can bring on a certain emotion, only when they're combined can you get the whole picture.

More tomorrow.

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