Change of pace, and back again...
Lately I've been listening to some slower stuff. I rediscovered some of my old tapes and reliving my youth has brought a smile. Sometimes the mid tempo stuff just carries more energy than the hardcore bands. So there I am, just grooving along, digging it, man.

Then, when you least expect it, something comes out of the blue (again) and fucks it up. So now I sit here, pissed off as can be, wondering where I go from now. I look at a pile of my old demos and wonder, "What if?" Nothing will happen unless I move. Until then I'll have to bear it and maybe even keep my mouth shut.
Posted at 10:40 # G