Monday, November 01, 2004

the first day
the last few weeks have been rollercoasting
Yanks lose to Sox
Sox kicks Cards ass
Sox Win
Disney commercial

the first day
the last few days have been blurry
trying to play the music in my head
four track is busted in think
have to borrow another one
the music is getting louder
needs to go somewhere

the first day
the last couple of months
my writing is non-existent
the songwriting has taken over the poetry
i have very different ways of writing
songs and poems
i know songs can't be 3 pages longs
as much as i like Bob Dylan
i am not him

the first day
the next few weeks
i need to have something substantial in my hand
be it a shitty cassette tape with me playing everything
with the bass too loud and the guitar out of tune
and the drums a horrible loop i worked on too long
and the vocals are shot because the microphone sucks
awww i love progressive rock DIY music
such an oxymoron because of the history of prog

the first day
is sixteen days away from John's birthday
can't believe it's been almost a year
this year has been different from the last two years
just location in general
i love being back in NYC even if i am a relcuse sometimes
i think i would of killed myself
if i would've gone through another Chicago winter
those bastards are rough

the first day
of November
and the weather is unseasonally warm
and the music is loud
and the smiles are wide
and everything will get better

Bonafide Rojas
a piper at the gates of dawn


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