But it was quick and it was painless.
This is a little song I put together for my mom's birthday a few days ago. Unfortunately, tuning was an issue, especially with all the untunables -- the toy piano, old keyboard w/dying batteries, and dollar store recorder. Well, I think it's still kinda fun, regardless.
I had promised Sarah I would write her a song. Granted, that was while we were dating. We're not anymore. But I did promise, and she is a superly awesome person, wholly deserving of a song. The chorus comes from a facecloth we found in a dollar store, and it's words, three of which being nonexistent, can be found within the bowels of this music post.
While listening to the final mixdown of this song, which is about my search for a place to which to move at the end of the month, I received a phone call from someone looking for a roommate. Coincidence! And, yes, I am playing glasses with varying amounts of water in them.
So, anyway, this song is based on a quote in this article. Twas made in the past hour and a half, upon the inspiration of cortex's breaking-news-story related songs. And it's short as hell. Which is somewhat oxymoronical, depending on your viewpoint of such things.