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Day Two Hundred Eighty Nine (Year Four)

So, I was expecting my usual Friday night... one where I spend the whole day getting pumped up about what I want to get done over the weekend, only to get home at the end of the day, too exhausted to get much done.

True to form, I got into the studio on the late side tonight, intending to do a bit of theory work before packing it in for the night, in anticipation of a greater tomorrow.

I worked on the theory (mostly related to scales tonight) for a little while, and then, just as I was getting ready to write off the night, I played a wrong chord in the coolest sense of the phrase, because it was a wrong chord that I liked the sound of, and before long I had what proved to be the start of a song idea.  Even sweeter was that there was a second song idea after that.

I know I haven't finished fleshing out the songs from February yet (side note, I haven't looked at those in a while, I need to do that sometime soon), but it feels like the muse is sending me what feels, at least initially, like a couple of tracks for an EP.  I'll keep my ears open and see what else crops up in the next week or two, and then go from there, but all told, the couple of new song possibilities turned an average night in the studio into a really awesome night in the studio.

Talk about giving me a really good push into the weekend!  Now all I have to do is make sure that I step up enough to build on it.

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