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Aug. 30th, 2002

Aug. 30th, 2002 09:50 am


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Mum and Dad are back home, as are my crazy dogs. My peace is shattered. Oh well, not long now until I've got a place of my own.

I've discovered 2 (count 'em 2!) new bands whose albums I'll be purchasing at the nearest convenient financial opportunity, Sigur Ros, which has funky accents that I can't be arsed finding and adding, and Five for Fighting, who I investigated after hearing the superlative "Superman". Belter. I urge anyone and everyone to go out and find these people and listen to their funky tunes.

I played my guitar for the first time in ages last night, and discovered that I'm actually rather shite at it. I'm sure I remember being rather better than that. Might get some more lessons when I move into my flat. About all I could wrestle my way through last night (fluently and at a standard I was happy with) were the old stand bys. Things like Knockin' on Heaven's Door, Every Rose Has It's Thorn, Black Gold, Runaway Train, Talk Tonight, Sweet Child o' Mine, etc. For some reason I just felt clumsy and not at ease with the instrument, which is very odd and quite unnerving. Oh well, like I said, maybe more lessons.
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