Pretty Pretty
February 21, 2011 11:59 AM
In which a sweeping tide of sonic movement carries the listener away to transcendent new shores of emotion, and leaves them there absent cab fare back.
I wrote this last Saturday morning. It was a drab and rainy day, and my wife and dog were still asleep beside me. I didn't feel like getting up, so I tinkered this thing out and noodled with it until my dog needed to pee. I hope you like it.
I wrote this last Saturday morning. It was a drab and rainy day, and my wife and dog were still asleep beside me. I didn't feel like getting up, so I tinkered this thing out and noodled with it until my dog needed to pee. I hope you like it.
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