Paint verses riff
Mood: tired
Listening to: points of view
I have no car at the moment because it decided to die on me. This happened to me last year as well. The only garage that is near enough for me to use is closed until next year so I have no car. Bugger.
So I am doing battle with the buses. I don’t like buses. I have had many run ins with bus drivers since I have had kids. How am I supposed to get on a bus with a pushchair in one hand a baby in the other and a five year old desperately trying to stay on his feet when the bloody bus starts moving before you have even paid your fare? (Admittedly my children are older now and so this scenario is no longer valid.)
Actually I don’t really blame the drivers I reckon that they have unrealistic deadlines to meet.
So today I have been painting the kitchen. And there I am brush in hand thinking there has to be more than this. I don’t really want to do this. All the time in my head is the insistent riff to the new song I am writing and that is really what I wanted to do. I resisted the temptation for four hours but in the end I had to start recording.
The song is called ‘Points of view’ and is about my friend Alex (Short for Alexander.) Alex used to be in several bands with me and is a bloody good singer. We have become very close over the years but can’t seem to spend more than a couple of hours together without breaking into an argument. And that is what the song is about. An argument.
I have nearly finished the basic backing in the song. Got the bass lines down today. I have a little guitar to add and then I can get down to some vocals. I am starting to feel happy about it but that will probably change by tomorrow!
I had a lie in this morning and I can’t remember the last time that happened. A bit naughty really. The kids were downstairs watching Scooby doo (why the hell do they like Scooby Doo? It’s the same damn story time after time after time.) and me and Elaine were enjoying ourselves. Then Joseph (he is 5) comes up the stairs talking to his brother. “Mom and dad have forgotten about breakfast today. Silly mommy and Daddy.”
Well cant be bothered to write any more.
Oh yeah I am excited about the possibility of a job. Maybe talk about that at another time.
