because that's the song in my head right now, "banana co." an early song, but a beautiful one.
on sunday, our band decided to add "high and dry" and "karma police" to our set list. ohmigod, what a brilliant feeling to PLAY these songs, to be INSIDE them and inhabit them and let them fill me up with sound and words. i loved it. we all loved it. great songs and really cool to play.
otherwise a slow weekend, lazy and unfocused. i wrote a bit but not as much as i should have. must overcome laziness.....
poetry, too, is needed here. next time. i will recover from my stupor and get back into blogging action.
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"the captain in paradise (repairs were made along the way)" - painting by richard sedivy
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why loralie?
she is a character in a novel i am writing. or rather, she is a character in my head who demanded that i write a novel about her. the punk buddhist elf girl-musician.
and does she lie? or does she tell the truth?
"the captain in paradise (repairs were made along the way)" - painting by richard sedivy
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1 comment:
When I read that you feel lazy I think, yes, that is a good thing for Amy to try on every once in a while. Because there is no time like the present, you know? School is just too damn busy, especially at this time of year as we wade toward spring break.
I wouldn't mind a good poem here, though.
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