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Day Two Hundred Eighty Four (Year Five)

Today was a much better day.

I got into the studio later than I had hoped to, but still had a decent amount of time to spend in there, and I feel like I made fairly good use of it, all things considered.

I'm never sure why the things that grab hold of me do so at the times they do, but tonight, I was sitting in the studio with the acoustic in my hands, trying to remember a bit of Damien Rice I had glanced at some months back.  I went to the shelf that has my tab books on it, pulled down the book for O, and spent the next half an hour or so working through bits and pieces of DR.

From there, I did a bit of listening, and then switched over to the electric for a little while. 

I had a conversation with someone who was at my window at work the other day.  He was cashing in change for gas money so that he could make it to the Quad Cities to play a gig.  We chatted, and he told me that he plays all of his gigs solo electric.  That's something I've been thinking about on and off ever since I saw Paul Westerberg do it on an episode of The Tonight Show about ten years ago (maybe longer?).  Just typing that sentence makes me realize how much time I've spent thinking about it instead of actually getting out there and doing it, but it was a great conversation that sparked something in the back of my mind.  Now I just need to follow up on it.

Definitely a better day today than yesterday.

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