A shout-out to girls that rock and would have gone to rock camp
Dear TeamRed, and umm, Seth (slow and orange)...Not sure if you're back or not, I'm thinking not, unless you want to be back (can you tell I miss you and need to call all of you?) But I thought I'd mention you once again (even though you've sworn you're blog is dead and we had the funeral a few posts back) but I wanted to give an honorable shout-out for the shout-out about Girl rockers and girly rock camp. Coolest thing ever and I probably would have begged my mom to let me go had I had an ounce of musical talent. This one's especially for MJ, you'll always be the other Aimee Mann.
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if i/we ever do blog again it's going to be one of the free ones where if you stop cleaning out your comments inbox for a week the whole thing is NOT rendered useless because you will never wade through. EVER.
woo hoo!
Let's sing a song about Petey eh and Josephine
The emperor of France, he feel's I'll say
You're close to me
(chorus)
Let's find a way to go on again
We cannot last for more than 7 years
that's all I got so far; as is often the case I had one sentence I dreamed up somehow and started writing a song from it. Of course, I don't have much lyrical content, but the music was the best part; it sounded extremely Belle & Sebastian-ish, to the extent that I feared the entensive guitar and horn parts I had dreamed up were really just me remembering one of their songs. Now my head is so full of "In the Reins" that I cannot recall this whole thing. Usually, re-reading the words is enough to conjure up the entire melody I have for the developing. Maybe that's a bad sign and I really did just rip the whole thing off; that would be super lame. For me, not for the world as a whole.
We had to explain to these non-mormon Easterners that a Mormon boy band would soon be playing at our house. It was kinda weird, but they seemed seriously excited to meet them. Even though they roller skated to some of their songs.