The Beat Goes On
Such a long time is three months, two weeks, yet, really hasn't it flown by? I've moved, removed and moved again. Now in the third week of my own home occupation wherein I am the dictator and the dictated to; the pro and the con; the giver and the taker: L'etat c'est moi, bodiddly!
Musically, I've recorded nothing and a few new pieces lay before me on the page begging to be given life. I've not been inspired by any of the musicians I've met in my brief stay in the weighty metropolis of Toronto though these are the early days and as the great prophet, RF would say, all answers lie in the guitar, or something like that. So, if the music won't come to Arnie, then Arnie must go to the music, dude.
Good listening? Thank you, don't mind if I do.
la la la la la
Musically, I've recorded nothing and a few new pieces lay before me on the page begging to be given life. I've not been inspired by any of the musicians I've met in my brief stay in the weighty metropolis of Toronto though these are the early days and as the great prophet, RF would say, all answers lie in the guitar, or something like that. So, if the music won't come to Arnie, then Arnie must go to the music, dude.
Good listening? Thank you, don't mind if I do.
la la la la la
posted by ArnieHoffman | 10:15 a.m.
1 Comments:
So, if the music won't come to Arnie, then Arnie must go to the music, dude.
Good listening? Thank you, don't mind if I do.
Coool stuff good lines Arnie. so if you come to Brim, we'll go to you. what s happening. how is the move, and so on.
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