DAY SIXTY-EIGHT.
It is so quiet. So quiet. It is raining and raining in DC tonight. I am the only one awake at 2 in the morning in a large house over-looking a small street in Mt. Pleasant.
Pearl and the Beard just got home from playing a show in DC, and I needed to do a song. So, right before we went to bed, we gathered around the mic. Jeremy picked a topic randomly (secrets) and started beatboxing, and we were off. One take. One improv. I can’t say that this actually means anything significant, or if it added to my knowledge of songwriting…though you coud say it was a study on rhythm: does rhythm make something a song? However, it did make me grateful for friends willing to put up with my project whilst on the road.
Do you know this guy? You should. He’s awesome: The Bow Legged Gorilla. He and Jeremy beatboxed when in Baltimore a while back: it was pretty amazing.
I hope you are aright tonight… today. Get lots of sleep nad dream peacefully.
“You Know What Makes A Song? Rhythm”
Yes! Rhythm is everything!