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13) My Love 12:26

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This song is an epic. An epic embarrassment. My scalp literally started itching when I put this on for the first time in years. A vile beacon of self-pity captured in 12 glorious minutes. The temptation to not post this song was very high. I think only 3 people would have noticed its omission and their silence could have been bought with a chocolate bar.

While the intention was to create a grand plodding opus devoted to rejected feelings, it’s a near-forgotten sentence that documents what a waffling tart I can be. Oh, how the wonderful memories flood in like a bout of food poisoning.

You know something is about to go horribly awry when you hear the sample and the drums start out of sync. This is the most visible example of me trying to synchronize sampling with music without a sampler on a 4-track cassette machine.

The lyrics are trite teenage angst. I sound like a fat kid with a black leather coat. On a maturity level, I probably was still just that.

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The Missus was looking for a guitar. The playing of the game `Rockband’ really inspired her to learn how to play a real guitar. She had her sights set on 2 different guitars. One makes me cringe, the other I salivate over. BC RICH WARLOCK (yech) and a Ibanez Artcore (YES!)

What can I say, she’s an enigmatic little camper.

BC Rich Warlock. Roar.

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